Eurosport - Thu, 20 Aug 09:52:00 2009
Liverpool earned the first points of their Premier League campaign with a comprehensive 4-0 victory over Stoke at Anfield.
The home side cruised to a victory of consummate ease with four clinical finishes from Fernando Torres and Glen Johnson in the first half, and Dirk Kuyt and David N'gog in the second as Stoke were thoroughly outclassed.
The match was just four minutes old when Steven Gerrard's foraging run down the right took him into the Stoke penalty area and his pass bobbled into the path of Torres who swept the ball high into Thomas Sorensen's net.
The pressure exerted by the hosts was incessant and it was one wave too many for Stoke to repel as Johnson opened his Liverpool account with an acrobatic volley after Kuyt had his header parried away sharply by Sorensen.
The second half was more of the same from Liverpool and a third was added after a sublime touch from Gerrard controlled the ball and took him the other side of a bemused Danny Higginbotham. The Reds skipper then laid the ball on a plate for Kuyt who stole in at the near post to tap home in the 78th minute.
Liverpool played with conviction throughout and did not err from their attacking approach, with subsititute Ngog adding a fourth in stoppage time after more fine work from Johnson down the right.
Liverpool are now unbeaten in all 47 top-flight matches they have played against Stoke at Anfield, which represents the longest unbeaten home run against another side in the history of top-flight English football.
Both matches between these sides ended goalless last season but, from the moment Gerrard's piercing run was converted by Torres, Liverpool kept their opponents firmly under the cosh.
Stoke forwards James Beattie and Richard Cresswell worked industriously throughout, but their laborious efforts reflected the lack of service they were provided as Liverpool swamped the midfield.
One of Tony Pulis's summer signings Dean Whitehead attempted to put Liverpool out of their rhythm with a robust challenge on Javier Mascherano. But after scything down the Argentine, all he got on his 100th Premier League appearance was a booking and a stern word from referee Peter Walton.
Stoke began the second half brightly after doubtless harsh words from Pulis and Rory Delap forced a stunning reflex save from Pepe Reina in the Liverpool goal two minutes in.
The Potters went close again minutes later as Johnson was forced to clear from under the nose of Reina with Beattie in close attendance after a devilish delivery was whipped in from Glenn Whelan out on the right.
In addition to the dashing runs of Johnson, Emiliano Insua also provided width and invention down the left, and the full-back scuffed a shot after carving out an opening which would have capped his display.
Johnson certainly did crown his performance, finishing with aplomb when presented with his opportunity in front of goal and could have had a brace had he kept his composure when confronted with a clear-cut chance in the 70th minute.
Gerrard brought a fine stop out of Sorensen with a dipping shot from the edge of the Stoke penalty area, but Kuyt could not quite reach the rebound as the ball bounced awkwardly.
The Dutchman would get his name on the scoresheet in the 78th minute after a close-range finish following Gerrard's exquisite turn out on the right byline, as Liverpool's momentum showed no sign of abating.
N'gog replaced Torres, who cut his head after an innocuous challenge with Ryan Shawcross in the first half and when the Frenchman added a fourth in stoppage time the rout was complete.
After losing on the opening day of the Premier League season, Reds boss Rafael Benitez sat proudly as his side delivered emphatically. The home fans' joy then turned to delirium as Manchester United's 1-0 defeat to Burnley was announced over the tannoy.
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CONVERSATION OVERHEARD IN HMP ATAVAR.
Stevie O Jay and Marlon King are settling into their new home. There’s a bit of friction.
Stevie O Jay : Pheuuuufff
Marlon King : Whaattt?
Stevie O Jay : Ah nothin’
Marlon King : What? You’re the one going Pheuuuufff.
Stevie O Jay : Your feet Marlon, your feet, your f*cking feet?
Marlon King : What’s wrong with my feet?
Stevie O Jay : Can’t you smell or something?
Marlon King : Huh?
Stevie O Jay : Ere lad, your feet stink the place out. Even the f*cking screws don’t come in here anymore. I don’t know how many times I’ve told you, wash your f*cking feet!!
Marlon King : Oh. Alright then.
Stevie O Jay : Huh, thanks a lot.
Marlon starts to sort through his washbag, gets his favourite soap out, his nice new facecloth and begins to give his feet a wipe.
Marlon King : Have you heard the news?
Stevie O Jay : What news?
Marlon King : About Benny?
Stevie O Jay : Benny? Benny who?
Marlon King : Benny The Ball Benitez.
Stevie O Jay : What about him?
Marlon King : They say he’s not a real manager.
Stevie O Jay : Not a real manager .. whatdya mean?
Marlon King : He’s not Benitez.
Stevie O Jay : ( Perplexed ) What!?
Marlon King : His real name’s Benitio. He’s mob.
Stevie O Jay : Eh?
Marlon King : He’s not Spanish .. he’s Italian.
Stevie O Jay : Whatdya mean he’s not Spanish?
Marlon King : He’s mafioso.
Marlon cleaning between his toes flicks a ball at Stevie.
Stevie O Jay : F*ck off.
Marlon King : ( He flicks another ball of cheese ) Something to do with Capello’s mob. Apparently the football club is a front for people trafficing.
Stevie O Jay : Eh?
Marlon King : Yes, you heard me right, I said people trafficing.
Stevie O Jay : ( Totally confused ) What?
Marlon King : The Italian mob were trying to find a front for their operation. They tried Loserpool. Do you remember when you won the Champions League?
Stevie O Jay : Yeah, great night.
Marlon King : Well it was alright til half time.
CONVERSATION OVERHEARD IN HMP ATAVAR.
Stevie O Jay and Marlon King are settling into their new home. There’s a bit of friction.
Stevie O Jay : Pheuuuufff
Marlon King : Whaattt?
Stevie O Jay : Ah nothin’
Marlon King : What? You’re the one going Pheuuuufff.
Stevie O Jay : Your feet Marlon, your feet, your f*cking feet?
Marlon King : What’s wrong with my feet?
Stevie O Jay : Can’t you smell or something?
Marlon King : Huh?
Stevie O Jay : Ere lad, your feet stink the place out. Even the f*cking screws don’t come in here anymore. I don’t know how many times I’ve told you, wash your f*cking feet!!
Marlon King : Oh. Alright then.
Stevie O Jay : Huh, thanks a lot.
Marlon starts to sort through his washbag, gets his favourite soap out, his nice new facecloth and begins to give his feet a wipe.
Marlon King : Have you heard the news?
Stevie O Jay : What news?
Marlon King : About Benny?
Stevie O Jay : Benny? Benny who?
Marlon King : Benny The Ball Benitez.
Stevie O Jay : What about him?
Marlon King : They say he’s not a real manager.
Stevie O Jay : Not a real manager .. whatdya mean?
Marlon King : He’s not Benitez.
Stevie O Jay : ( Perplexed ) What!?
Marlon King : His real name’s Benitio. He’s mob.
Stevie O Jay : Eh?
Marlon King : He’s not Spanish .. he’s Italian.
Stevie O Jay : Whatdya mean he’s not Spanish?
Marlon King : He’s mafioso.
Stevie O Jay :
Marlon King : ( Marlon cleaning between his toes flicks a ball at Stevie )
Stevie O Jay : F*ck off.
Marlon King : ( He flicks another ball of cheese ) Something to do with Capello’s mob. Apparently the football club is a front for people trafficing.
Stevie O Jay : Eh?
Marlon King : Yes, you heard me right, I said people trafficing.
Stevie O Jay : ( Totally confused ) What?
Marlon King : The Italian mob were trying to find a front for their operation. They tried Loserpool. Do you remember when you won the Champions League?
Stevie O Jay : Yeah, great night.
Marlon King : Well it was alright
CONVERSATION OVERHEARD IN HMP ATAVAR.
Stevie O Jay and Marlon King are settling into their new home. There’s a bit of friction.
Stevie O Jay : Pheuuuufff
Marlon King : Whaattt?
Stevie O Jay : Ah nothin’
Marlon King : What? You’re the one going Pheuuuufff.
Stevie O Jay : Your feet Marlon, your feet, your f*cking feet?
Marlon King : What’s wrong with my feet?
Stevie O Jay : Can’t you smell or something?
Marlon King : Huh?
Stevie O Jay : Ere lad, your feet stink the place out. Even the f*cking screws don’t come in here anymore. I don’t know how many times I’ve told you, wash your f*cking feet!!
Marlon King : Oh. Alright then.
Stevie O Jay : Huh, thanks a lot.
Marlon starts to sort through his washbag, gets his favourite soap out, his nice new facecloth and begins to give his feet a wipe.
Marlon King : Have you heard the news?
Stevie O Jay : What news?
Marlon King : About Benny?
Stevie O Jay : Benny? Benny who?
Marlon King : Benny The Ball Benitez.
Stevie O Jay : What about him?
Marlon King : They say he’s not a real manager.
Stevie O Jay : Not a real manager .. whatdya mean?
Marlon King : He’s not Benitez.
Stevie O Jay : ( Perplexed ) What!?
Marlon King : It’s a front. His real name’s Benitio. He’s a Don.
Stevie O Jay : Eh?
Marlon King : He’s not Spanish .. he’s Italian.
Stevie O Jay : Whatdya mean he’s not Spanish?
Marlon King : He’s mafioso.
Stevie O Jay :
Marlon King : ( Marlon cleaning between his toes flicks a ball at Stevie )
Stevie O Jay : F*ck off.
Marlon King : ( He flicks another ball of cheese ) Something to do with Capello’s mob. Apparently the football club is a front for people trafficing.
Stevie O Jay : Eh?
Marlon King : Yes, you heard me right, I said people trafficing.
Stevie O Jay : ( Totally confused ) What?
Marlon King : The Italian mob were trying to find a front for their operation. They tried Loserpool. Do you remember when you won the Champions League?
Stevie O Jay : Yeah, great night.
Marlon King : Well
CONVERSATION OVERHEARD IN HMP ATAVAR.
Stevie O Jay and Marlon King are settling into their new home. There’s a bit of friction.
Stevie O Jay : Pheuuuufff
Marlon King : Whaattt?
Stevie O Jay : Ah nothin’
Marlon King : What? You’re the one going Pheuuuufff.
Stevie O Jay : Your feet Marlon, your feet, your f*cking feet?
Marlon King : What’s wrong with my feet?
Stevie O Jay : Can’t you smell or something?
Marlon King : Huhh
Stevie O Jay : Ere lad, your feet stink the place out. Even the f*cking screws don’t come in here anymore. I don’t know how many times I’ve told you, wash your f*cking feet!!
Marlon King : Oh. Alright then.
Stevie O Jay : Huh, thanks a lot.
Marlon starts to sort through his washbag, gets his favourite soap out his nice new facecloth and begins to give his feet a wipe.
Marlon King : Have you heard the news?
Stevie O Jay : What news?
Marlon King : About Benny?
Stevie O Jay : Benny? Benny who?
Marlon King : Benny The Ball Benitez.
Stevie O Jay : What about him?
Marlon King : They’re saying he’s not a real manager.
Stevie O Jay : Not a real manager .. whatdya mean?
Marlon King : He’s not Benitez.
Stevie O Jay : ( Perplexed ) What!?
Marlon King : It’s a front. His real name’s Benitio. He’s a Don.
Stevie O Jay : Eh?
Marlon King : He’s not Spanish .. he’s Italian.
Stevie O Jay : Whatdya mean he’s not Spanish?
Marlon King : He’s mafioso.
Stevie O Jay : Silence
Marlon King : ( Marlon cleaning between his toes flicks a ball at Stevie )
Stevie O Jay : F*ck off.
Marlon King : ( He flicks another ball of cheese ) Something to do with Capello’s mob. Apparently the football club is a front for people trafficing.
Stevie O Jay : Eh?
Marlon King : Yes, you heard me right, I said people trafficing.
Stevie O Jay : ( Totally confused ) What?
Marlon King : The Italian mob were trying to find a front for their operation. They tried Loserpool. Do you remember when you won the Champions League?
Stevie O Jay : Yeah, great night.
Marlon
CONVERSATION OVERHEARD IN HMP ATAVAR.
Stevie O Jay and Marlon King are settling into their new home. There’s a bit of friction.
Stevie O Jay : Pheuuuufff
Marlon King : Whaattt?
Stevie O Jay : Ah nothin’
Marlon King : What? You’re the one going Pheuuuufff.
Stevie O Jay : Your feet Marlon, your feet, your f*cking feet?
Marlon King : What’s wrong with my feet?
Stevie O Jay : Can’t you smell or something?
Marlon King : Huhh
Stevie O Jay : Ere lad, your feet stink the place out. Even the f*cking screws don’t come in here anymore. I don’t know how many times I’ve told you, wash your f*cking feet!!
Marlon King : Oh. Alright then.
Stevie O Jay : Huh, thanks a lot.
Marlon starts to sort through his washbag, gets his favourite soap out his nice new facecloth and begins to give his feet a wipe.
Marlon King : Have you heard the news?
Stevie O Jay : What news?
Marlon King : About Benny?
Stevie O Jay : Benny? Benny who?
Marlon King : Benny The Ball Benitez.
Stevie O Jay : What about him?
Marlon King : They’re saying he’s not a real manager.
Stevie O Jay : Not a real manager .. whatdya mean?
Marlon King : He’s not Benitez.
Stevie O Jay : ( Perplexed ) What!?
Marlon King : It’s a front. His real name’s Benitio. He’s a Don.
Stevie O Jay : Eh?
Marlon King : He’s not Spanish .. he’s Italian.
Stevie O Jay : Whatdya mean he’s not Spanish?
Marlon King : He’s mafioso.
Stevie O Jay : Silence
Marlon King : ( Marlon cleaning between his toes flicks a ball at Stevie )
Stevie O Jay : F*ck off.
Marlon King : ( He flicks another ball of cheese ) Something to do with Capello’s mob. Apparently the football club is a front for people trafficing.
Stevie O Jay : Eh?
Marlon King : Yes, you heard me right, I said people trafficing.
Stevie O Jay : ( Totally confused ) What?
Marlon King : The Italian mob were trying to find a front for their operation. They tried Loserpool. Do you remember when you won the Champions League?
Stevie O Jay : Yeah, great night.
Ma
Marlon King : Benitio couldn’t believe his luck when you won the Champions League, made him look like he was a football manager. It was all luck. He’s knows nothing about football. He’s been winging it since then.
Stevie O Jay : ( Taken aback. ) Knows nothing?
Marlon King : Nope. The Italians weren’t too happy though. You weren’t supposed to win. Benitio was supposed to throw the game.
Stevie O Jay : No-one told me.
Marlon King : Benitio was supposed to tell you.
Stevie O Jay : Well he didn’t. F*ck!!
Stevie O Jay : F*ck!!
Marlon King : The Italians weren’t happy bunnies. Anyway, Benitio was making so much money trafficing people in and out as football players, taking a cut of the fees that it saved his life. He paid back the mob and made Capello rich. Everybody was happy. But that’s when the American mobs wanted a piece of the action.
Stevie O Jay : How do you know all this?
Marlon King : Ah, ah …... Benitio thought he was doing a great job but he hadn’t a clue what was really going on. Do you know some people say that he thought he was a real football manager? Like Alex Ferguson or something?
Stevie O Jay : I thought he was a real manager.
Marlon King : So does Benitio, that’s why it was so sweet.
Stevie O Jay : So that’s why the Americans mob bought the club. It didn’t make sense. They didn’t seem to get on ….
Marlon King : ….let’s call it a family disagreement.
Stevie O Jay : They weren’t putting money in, … they were taking money out.
Marlon King : That’s it, who’s a clever boy? Well things have gone t*ts up and the Americans want to bring in their own man in and I’m afraid that it’s ‘Goodbye Mr Benitio’.
Stevie O Jay : And I thought it was the b*autiful game.
Marlon King : That’s right. ( Marlon flicking another ball of toe cheese at Stevie ) On yer head.
Stevie O Jay : Listen, do that one more time and I’ll set my ‘patsy ‘ mates on you.
Marlon King : Ha, ha, ha, ha, not in here you won’t. .. ha, ha, ha , ha.
Stevie O Jay : Ha, ha, ha,
CONVERSATION OVERHEARD IN HMP ATAVAR.
Stevie O Jay and Marlon King are settling into their new home. There’s a bit of friction.
Stevie O Jay : Pheuuuufff
Marlon King : Whaattt?
Stevie O Jay : Ah nothin’
Marlon King : What? You’re the one going Pheuuuufff.
Stevie O Jay : Your feet Marlon, your feet, your f*cking feet?
Marlon King : What’s wrong with my feet?
Stevie O Jay : Can’t you smell or something?
Marlon King : Huhh
Stevie O Jay : Ere lad, your feet stink the place out. Even the f*cking screws don’t come in here anymore. I don’t know how many times I’ve told you, wash your f*cking feet!!
Marlon King : Oh. Alright then.
Stevie O Jay : Huh, thanks a lot.
Marlon starts to sort through his washbag, gets his favourite soap out his nice new facecloth and begins to give his feet a wipe.
Marlon King : Have you heard the news?
Stevie O Jay : What news?
Marlon King : About Benny?
Stevie O Jay : Benny? Benny who?
Marlon King : Benny The Ball Benitez.
Stevie O Jay : What about him?
Marlon King : They’re saying he’s not a real manager.
Stevie O Jay : Not a real manager .. whatdya mean?
Marlon King : He’s not Benitez.
Stevie O Jay : ( Perplexed ) What!?
Marlon King : It’s a front. His real name’s Benitio. He’s a Don.
Stevie O Jay : Eh?
Marlon King : He’s not Spanish .. he’s Italian.
Stevie O Jay : Whatdya mean he’s not Spanish?
Marlon King : He’s mafioso.
Stevie O Jay : Silence
Marlon King : ( Marlon cleaning between his toes flicks a ball at Stevie )
Stevie O Jay : F*ck off.
Marlon King : ( He flicks another ball of cheese ) Something to do with Capello’s mob. Apparently the football club is a front for people trafficing.
Stevie O Jay : Eh?
Marlon King : Yes, you heard me right, I said people trafficing.
Stevie O Jay : ( Completely confused ) What?
Marlon King : The Italian mob were trying to find a front for their operation. They tried Loserpool. Do you remember when you won the Champions League?
Stevie O Jay : Yeah, great night.
CONVERSATION OVERHEARD IN HMP ATAVAR.
Stevie O Jay and Marlon King are settling into their new home. There’s a bit of friction.
Stevie O Jay : Pheuuuufff
Marlon King : Whaattt?
Stevie O Jay : Ah nothin’
Marlon King : What? You’re the one going Pheuuuufff.
Stevie O Jay : Your feet Marlon, your feet, your f*cking feet?
Marlon King : What’s wrong with my feet?
Stevie O Jay : Can’t you smell or something?
Marlon King : Huhh
Stevie O Jay : Ere lad, your feet stink the place out. Even the f*cking screws don’t come in here anymore. I don’t know how many times I’ve told you, wash your f*cking feet!!
Marlon King : Oh. Alright then.
Stevie O Jay : Huh, thanks a lot.
Marlon starts to sort through his washbag, gets his favourite soap out his nice new facecloth and begins to give his feet a wipe.
Marlon King : Have you heard the news?
Stevie O Jay : What news?
Marlon King : About Benny?
Stevie O Jay : Benny? Benny who?
Marlon King : Benny The Ball Benitez.
Stevie O Jay : What about him?
Marlon King : They’re saying he’s not a real manager.
Stevie O Jay : Not a real manager .. whatdya mean?
Marlon King : He’s not Benitez.
Stevie O Jay : ( Perplexed ) What!?
Marlon King : It’s a front. His real name’s Benitio. He’s a Don.
Stevie O Jay : Eh?
Marlon King : He’s not Spanish .. he’s Italian.
Stevie O Jay : Whatdya mean he’s not Spanish?
Marlon King : He’s mafioso.
Stevie O Jay : Silence
Marlon King : ( Marlon cleaning between his toes flicks a ball at Stevie )
Stevie O Jay : F*ck off.
Marlon King : ( He flicks another ball of cheese ) Something to do with Capello’s mob. Apparently the football club is a front for people trafficing.
Stevie O Jay : Eh?
Marlon King : Yes, you heard me right, I said people trafficing.
Stevie O Jay : ( Completely confused ) What?
Marlon King : The Italian mob were trying to find a front for their operation. They tried Loserpool. Do you remember when you won the Champions League?
Stevie O Jay : Yeah, great night
Subplot to CONVERSATION OVERHEARD IN HMP ATAVAR.
( Thanks to mattneems )
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Dan Agger
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Ryan Flynn
Calum Woods
Paul Willis
Danny O'Donnell
Ramon Calliste
Steve Irwin
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Jordy Brouwer
Francisco Manuel Duran
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Ray Putterill
Martin Hansen
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Dave Roberts
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CONVERSATION OVERHEARD IN HMP ATAVAR.
Stevie O Jay and Marlon King are settling into their new home. There’s a bit of friction.
Stevie O Jay : Pheuuuufff
Marlon King : Whaattt?
Stevie O Jay : Ah nothin’
Marlon King : What? You’re the one going Pheuuuufff.
Stevie O Jay : Your feet Marlon, your feet, your f*cking feet?
Marlon King : What’s wrong with my feet?
Stevie O Jay : Can’t you smell or something?
Marlon King : Huhh
Stevie O Jay : Ere lad, your feet stink the place out. Even the f*cking screws don’t come in here anymore. I don’t know how many times I’ve told you, wash your f*cking feet!!
Marlon King : Oh. Alright then.
Stevie O Jay : Huh, thanks a lot.
Marlon starts to sort through his washbag, gets his favourite soap out his nice new facecloth and begins to give his feet a wipe.
Marlon King : Have you heard the news?
Stevie O Jay : What news?
Marlon King : About Benny?
Stevie O Jay : Benny? Benny whOO?
Marlon King : Benny The Ball Benitez.
Stevie O Jay : What about him?
Marlon King : They’re saying he’s not a real manager.
Stevie O Jay : Not a real manager .. whatdya mean?
Marlon King : He’s not Benitez.
Stevie O Jay : ( Perplexed ) What!?
Marlon King : It’s a front. His real name’s Benitio. He’s a Don.
Stevie O Jay : Eh?
Marlon King : He’s not Spanish .. he’s Italian.
Stevie O Jay : Whatdya mean he’s not Spanish?
Marlon King : He’s mafioso.
Stevie O Jay : Silence
Marlon King : ( Marlon cleaning between his toes flicks a ball at Stevie )
Stevie O Jay : F*ck off.
Marlon King : ( He flicks another ball of toe cheese ) Something to do with Capello’s mob. Apparently the football club is a front for people trafficing.
Stevie O Jay : Eh?
Marlon King : Yes, you heard me right, I said people trafficing.
Stevie O Jay : ( Completely confused ) What?
Marlon King : The Italian mob were trying to find a front for their operation. They tried Loserpool. Do you remember when you won the Champions League?
Stevie O Jay : Yeah, great
Marlon King : Benitio couldn’t believe his luck when you won the Champions League, made him look like he was a football manager. It was all luck. He’s knows nothing about football. He’s been winging it since then.
Stevie O Jay : ( Taken aback. ) Knows nothing?
Marlon King : Nope. The Italians weren’t too happy though. You weren’t supposed to win. Benitio was supposed to throw the game.
Stevie O Jay : No-one told me.
Marlon King : Benitio was supposed to tell you.
Stevie O Jay : Well he didn’t. F*ck!!
Stevie O Jay : F*ck!!
Marlon King : The Italians weren’t happy bunnies. Anyway, Benitio was making so much money trafficing people in and out as football players, taking a cut of the fees that it saved his life. He paid back the mob and made Capello rich. Everybody was happy. But that’s when the American mobs wanted a piece of the action.
Stevie O Jay : How do you know all this?
Marlon King : Ah, ah …... Benitio thought he was doing a great job but he hadn’t a clue what was really going on. Do you know some people say that he thought he was a real football manager? Like Alex Ferguson or something?
Stevie O Jay : I thought he was a real manager.
Marlon King : So does Benitio, that’s why it was so sweet.
Stevie O Jay : So that’s why the Americans mob bought the club. It didn’t make sense. They didn’t seem to get on ….
Marlon King : ….let’s call it a family disagreement.
Stevie O Jay : They weren’t putting money in, … they were taking money out.
Marlon King : That’s it, who’s a clever boy? Well things have gone t*ts up and the Americans want to bring in their own man in and I’m afraid that it’s ‘Goodbye Mr Benitio’.
Stevie O Jay : And I thought it was the b*autiful game.
Marlon King : That’s right. ( Marlon flicking another ball of toe cheese at Stevie ) On yer head.
Stevie O Jay : Listen, do that one more time and I’ll set my ‘patsy ‘ mates on you.
Marlon King : Ha, ha, ha, ha, not in here you won’t. .. ha, ha, ha , ha.
Stevie O Jay : Ha,
Marlon King : That’s right. ( Marlon flicking another ball of toe cheese at Stevie ) On yer head.
flicking
Stevie O Jay : Listen, do that one more time and I’ll set my ‘patsy ‘ mates on you.
Marlon King : Ha, ha, ha, ha, not in here you won’t. .. ha, ha, ha , ha.
Stevie O Jay : Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha.
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liverpool won it a stoke lost it!
They will lost next match(against Aston Villa) trust me.
What's the only ship never to dock at Liverpool? The premiership! tee he!
liverpool were great last night. but heres a question for liverpool fans: now that we have some new signings e.g.glenn johnson dont u think that last night showed that he will be the next scorer. and dont u think that torres isnt going to be getting his share of the goals because he is letting the likes of johnson get the ball and score instead??
i would hate to see torres become one of the lowest scorers in liverpool this season and i want him to be a constant goalscorer but for some reason i think that he is going to be overshadowed by glen johnson and the others
If Glenn Johnson starts punching manure fans in pubs he could soon become an all time great for Liverpool.
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