BeestonKatz1
A. Trialist
...............any of the players ever look at the forum?
I reckon they do, I would, but then i've googled mesen too.
Players who've retired and have a bit more time on their hands probably do.
This thread could be your chance to get that something off your chest that you've been meaning to for ages but didn't have the outlet.
I'll start.
Dear Dave Beasant.
Hello Dave, how are things down there at the Glenn Hoddle Academy in sunny Spain? Nice to see you've pulled a few strings and got a few members of the family in - three isn't it? Have you ever heard of the word nepotism? Quite an apt word that, it comes from the latin 'nepos' meaning nephew. Your nephew's at the academy isn't he?
What was the Christmas party down there was like. Who played Santa? Was it Glen himself or Graham Rix? No little kiddies in wheelchairs getting a present from Glenn this year and as for letting kids sit on Grahams knee - well, lets not go there shall we? Actually, is that why the Academy is in Spain? So that you can circumvent Grahams banning order from working with kids? Anyway, back to my point.
Back when you were at Forest, i was living on the Ropewalk in town, one morning i was walking down this little road near home and you drove up behind me. It was a one way street and you were going the wrong way. I had my headphone in and didn't hear your motor so you started pounding your horn and getting yourself in a right tiz. You must have been in a hurry otherwise you wouldn't be going up that one way street the wrong way would you? Anyway, i gave you the finger and not surprisingly, that made things worse. You started calling me all sorts of name which i didn't like and when i turned round to walk over to your car, you opened your door and half got out. You said something like "you think you're a big man?" I remember saying "Yeah, pretty big, as big as you anyway" And i was, wasn't i Dave? Because i'm 6'4' too. What a coincidence? I said "get back in your car and f*** off before i end your career". I'll come clean Dave - It was my intention to kick your car door shut and snap your ankle like a little chicken bone. Being a current Forest player at the time probably bought you an extra ten seconds and in that time you did indeed get back in your car and you f**ked off with a screech of tyres.
I would have done it Dave, i would have felt bad about it but i would have done it because You. Are. A. Twat.
And now that you're no longer a red.............well, who knows what'll happen if we cross paths?
I reckon they do, I would, but then i've googled mesen too.
Players who've retired and have a bit more time on their hands probably do.
This thread could be your chance to get that something off your chest that you've been meaning to for ages but didn't have the outlet.
I'll start.
Dear Dave Beasant.
Hello Dave, how are things down there at the Glenn Hoddle Academy in sunny Spain? Nice to see you've pulled a few strings and got a few members of the family in - three isn't it? Have you ever heard of the word nepotism? Quite an apt word that, it comes from the latin 'nepos' meaning nephew. Your nephew's at the academy isn't he?
What was the Christmas party down there was like. Who played Santa? Was it Glen himself or Graham Rix? No little kiddies in wheelchairs getting a present from Glenn this year and as for letting kids sit on Grahams knee - well, lets not go there shall we? Actually, is that why the Academy is in Spain? So that you can circumvent Grahams banning order from working with kids? Anyway, back to my point.
Back when you were at Forest, i was living on the Ropewalk in town, one morning i was walking down this little road near home and you drove up behind me. It was a one way street and you were going the wrong way. I had my headphone in and didn't hear your motor so you started pounding your horn and getting yourself in a right tiz. You must have been in a hurry otherwise you wouldn't be going up that one way street the wrong way would you? Anyway, i gave you the finger and not surprisingly, that made things worse. You started calling me all sorts of name which i didn't like and when i turned round to walk over to your car, you opened your door and half got out. You said something like "you think you're a big man?" I remember saying "Yeah, pretty big, as big as you anyway" And i was, wasn't i Dave? Because i'm 6'4' too. What a coincidence? I said "get back in your car and f*** off before i end your career". I'll come clean Dave - It was my intention to kick your car door shut and snap your ankle like a little chicken bone. Being a current Forest player at the time probably bought you an extra ten seconds and in that time you did indeed get back in your car and you f**ked off with a screech of tyres.
I would have done it Dave, i would have felt bad about it but i would have done it because You. Are. A. Twat.
And now that you're no longer a red.............well, who knows what'll happen if we cross paths?
