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Evangelos Marinakis Megathread!

congo_red_49

Ale Ape
It happened against sides like Sheff u and Burnley whose teams had wholesale changes as well. The gelling time I don’t think was a strong enough to explain how poor attacking stats were in my opinion.
You can think that if you want. But you are wrong.
Managers don’t coach players to collapse. They do that of their own accord.
 

EmmersonForest4

Steve Chettle
Marinakis was taken for a ride when he signed our midfielders. We certainly aren't like the Seagulls who seem to get good players in all the time. When the chips are down the reality is the Forest board are shore to get it wrong.
Whilst I agree Maxi because for the spend so far I would expect if it was generally good to be between 10-13 in the table. However even with some poor signings I still think we are comparable to wolves, Fulham, palace, Bournemouth. I don’t look at those squads with envy.
 

EmmersonForest4

Steve Chettle
You can think that if you want. But you are wrong.
I think you are wrong obviously. Our performances against Sheff u and Burnley were appealing really for the quality of our squad. The Luton game ironically is the best we’ve played in the premier league and it was the players fault that one. However cooper is too loyal to players. His continued trust in worral has only backfired for him.
 

congo_red_49

Ale Ape
I think you are wrong obviously. Our performances against Sheff u and Burnley were appealing really for the quality of our squad. The Luton game ironically is the best we’ve played in the premier league and it was the players fault that one. However cooper is too loyal to players. His continued trust in worral has only backfired for him
Im not wrong. You are, because you think performances instantly become replicable once the level has been set. Consistency is the thing that only comes with time,
 

Redemption

Chief Eye Roller
We certainly aren't like the Seagulls who seem to get good players in all the time
Tony Bloom's analytics company, Star Lizard, built Brighton's scouting data model. Like all their models, they're asking questions about value first, as the data science platform is designed to find under par options in betting markets, which they execute like a high-volume algo-trader.

I suspect the Marinakis are more interested in the social value of their football networks.
 

Alf-engelos Mindminackers

The Artiste formally known as "Wanksy"
MGW between 5-10 and Wood depending how much he plays but in a season 10 goals I’d say. I don’t get why you are hung up with me naming how many. It’s not really that relevant. Overall it’s surely obvious we don’t score many and if you look at our attacking stats they are woefully bad. Let me flip this do you think cooper was getting enough out of the side attacking wise? With the quality he had at his disposal?

Just wondering what your expectations were based on. For example, I think expecting 10 goals for Wood in the Prem is ridiculous. He only scored 3 in 26 games for Newcastle last year, yet you expect him to score over 3 times that in 1 season here? lol.

Yep, I don't think the squad quality is that good. I think MGW is capable of scoring more, but needs more movement in front of him to help do that. I think BJ's departure has hurt the side's attacking threat far more than people give credit for.
 

Est.1865

Screw The PL
Only like 1 or 2. When you say its not their role I understand that. However they can pitch in 1 or 2. Yates got 10 in the championship and in a side that dosent have a 20 goal a season striker we need everyone to pitch in. If we played higher up the pitch and closer to each other. Plus be much better at set pieces we could get players like Sangare and Yates to pitch in 1 or 2.
Agree, it’s all fine margins, especially this season. Half a dozen costly mistake at the back, half a dozen goals light overall, few suspect decisions along the way. Cooper just and so lost those fine margins.
 

dr_horse

Geoff Thomas
If football were marriage, EM was the man and the managers he employed were women, the scenario would go like this.

You start out with that young love, with a woman, who works in accounting, with a personality to match. You have a near miss in Ipswich but it's young love and you're optimistic. She's not much to look at but the sex is somewhat entertaining even if the conversation isn't, you don't give her enough money to live on so it doesn't work and you move her on.

You find yourself a new bird, down the local tapas bar. She's not much to look at and you can't really understand much but she seems to know what she's doing. She's got expensive tastes, she has a brother Jorge who rinses you for a long of money but you're a bit desperate. You find yourself enjoying it, until your pal drops you right in it by being a tit and upsets her. Within a month, she's issued you an ultimatum, packed her things and broken your Portuguese Wizard.

You find yourself in crisis and decide to go for a bit of the old Irish to relive some past glory that you have no connection to. Inevitably, the age gap gets in the way, you want completely different things, your sex life is non-existent, and you find yourself wishing you'd just gone for the younger step daughter she brought with her, who saw things going pear shaped and f**ked off. The final straw came when she wanted to go to Wollaton Hall for your anniversary but you had a romantic trip to Pireaus instead. She didn't approve of your European friends.

You're not sure what you want anymore but you've got your needs so you were looking for a rebound. You meet a tall, dark, French stunner. She's cautious, she's been hurt before but she's game. She says all the right things and while you don't exactly see god in the bedroom, she's surprisingly effective. You find yourself beginning to fall for her and right as you're about to pop the question, she comes down with a virus and you have to postpone. At that point, the doubt begins to seep in. She wants to try some new stuff in the bedroom but you end up buying things for her, she'll never use. You're sad to see her go, but are relieved to watch her leave.

You've got a mate, he's a lawyer. He knows a girl. She's been single for a little while but her ex-partners think highly of her. You go out with her a few times and there isn't really any chemistry. She's quite boring but you're lonely and low on options. Your mate encourages you to give it more time but it's a sexless marriage. In the end, you just can't stand to look at her anymore so you pack her bags. You find yourself heavily drinking, you're in a dark place, hope seems lost.

When you're at your lowest, you find yourself bumping into a new girl. She's perhaps not the prettiest but you can tell instantly that she's got a good heart and she'll make a good partner. She hits the ground running, she's doing things you've never seen before and even after a few months, you just can't get enough. She says and does all the right things. Your friends like her, your family absolutely loves her. You propose and she accepts, you're married in May that year. You're moving into a new place together, it's a big project but after a pretty tough first year, the cracks start to show. You start losing your temper, you want more from her than she can give, you stop taking her calls and you storm out on her when she's at her lowest. She wants reassurance everything will be okay but your mind is made up.

You part ways and everyone is devastated. Your Ex-Spanish Bird's Brother Jorge reappears and tells you he has someone he'd love for you to meet and he thinks it'd be in yours and his interests for you two to get together. Before the ring mark has disappeared from your finger, you're shacked up with her, hoping this time will be different.
I'm too drunk to get all of these references, but could this be the post of the year?

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If football were marriage, EM was the man and the managers he employed were women, the scenario would go like this.

You start out with that young love, with a woman, who works in accounting, with a personality to match. You have a near miss in Ipswich but it's young love and you're optimistic. She's not much to look at but the sex is somewhat entertaining even if the conversation isn't, you don't give her enough money to live on so it doesn't work and you move her on.

You find yourself a new bird, down the local tapas bar. She's not much to look at and you can't really understand much but she seems to know what she's doing. She's got expensive tastes, she has a brother Jorge who rinses you for a long of money but you're a bit desperate. You find yourself enjoying it, until your pal drops you right in it by being a tit and upsets her. Within a month, she's issued you an ultimatum, packed her things and broken your Portuguese Wizard.

You find yourself in crisis and decide to go for a bit of the old Irish to relive some past glory that you have no connection to. Inevitably, the age gap gets in the way, you want completely different things, your sex life is non-existent, and you find yourself wishing you'd just gone for the younger step daughter she brought with her, who saw things going pear shaped and f**ked off. The final straw came when she wanted to go to Wollaton Hall for your anniversary but you had a romantic trip to Pireaus instead. She didn't approve of your European friends.

You're not sure what you want anymore but you've got your needs so you were looking for a rebound. You meet a tall, dark, French stunner. She's cautious, she's been hurt before but she's game. She says all the right things and while you don't exactly see god in the bedroom, she's surprisingly effective. You find yourself beginning to fall for her and right as you're about to pop the question, she comes down with a virus and you have to postpone. At that point, the doubt begins to seep in. She wants to try some new stuff in the bedroom but you end up buying things for her, she'll never use. You're sad to see her go, but are relieved to watch her leave.

You've got a mate, he's a lawyer. He knows a girl. She's been single for a little while but her ex-partners think highly of her. You go out with her a few times and there isn't really any chemistry. She's quite boring but you're lonely and low on options. Your mate encourages you to give it more time but it's a sexless marriage. In the end, you just can't stand to look at her anymore so you pack her bags. You find yourself heavily drinking, you're in a dark place, hope seems lost.

When you're at your lowest, you find yourself bumping into a new girl. She's perhaps not the prettiest but you can tell instantly that she's got a good heart and she'll make a good partner. She hits the ground running, she's doing things you've never seen before and even after a few months, you just can't get enough. She says and does all the right things. Your friends like her, your family absolutely loves her. You propose and she accepts, you're married in May that year. You're moving into a new place together, it's a big project but after a pretty tough first year, the cracks start to show. You start losing your temper, you want more from her than she can give, you stop taking her calls and you storm out on her when she's at her lowest. She wants reassurance everything will be okay but your mind is made up.

You part ways and everyone is devastated. Your Ex-Spanish Bird's Brother Jorge reappears and tells you he has someone he'd love for you to meet and he thinks it'd be in yours and his interests for you two to get together. Before the ring mark has disappeared from your finger, you're shacked up with her, hoping this time will be different.

I think you have come up with a new metric called SexG.

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Thomas

AMERICAN IDIOT
If football were marriage, EM was the man and the managers he employed were women, the scenario would go like this.

You start out with that young love, with a woman, who works in accounting, with a personality to match. You have a near miss in Ipswich but it's young love and you're optimistic. She's not much to look at but the sex is somewhat entertaining even if the conversation isn't, you don't give her enough money to live on so it doesn't work and you move her on.

You find yourself a new bird, down the local tapas bar. She's not much to look at and you can't really understand much but she seems to know what she's doing. She's got expensive tastes, she has a brother Jorge who rinses you for a long of money but you're a bit desperate. You find yourself enjoying it, until your pal drops you right in it by being a tit and upsets her. Within a month, she's issued you an ultimatum, packed her things and broken your Portuguese Wizard.

You find yourself in crisis and decide to go for a bit of the old Irish to relive some past glory that you have no connection to. Inevitably, the age gap gets in the way, you want completely different things, your sex life is non-existent, and you find yourself wishing you'd just gone for the younger step daughter she brought with her, who saw things going pear shaped and f**ked off. The final straw came when she wanted to go to Wollaton Hall for your anniversary but you had a romantic trip to Pireaus instead. She didn't approve of your European friends.

You're not sure what you want anymore but you've got your needs so you were looking for a rebound. You meet a tall, dark, French stunner. She's cautious, she's been hurt before but she's game. She says all the right things and while you don't exactly see god in the bedroom, she's surprisingly effective. You find yourself beginning to fall for her and right as you're about to pop the question, she comes down with a virus and you have to postpone. At that point, the doubt begins to seep in. She wants to try some new stuff in the bedroom but you end up buying things for her, she'll never use. You're sad to see her go, but are relieved to watch her leave.

You've got a mate, he's a lawyer. He knows a girl. She's been single for a little while but her ex-partners think highly of her. You go out with her a few times and there isn't really any chemistry. She's quite boring but you're lonely and low on options. Your mate encourages you to give it more time but it's a sexless marriage. In the end, you just can't stand to look at her anymore so you pack her bags. You find yourself heavily drinking, you're in a dark place, hope seems lost.

When you're at your lowest, you find yourself bumping into a new girl. She's perhaps not the prettiest but you can tell instantly that she's got a good heart and she'll make a good partner. She hits the ground running, she's doing things you've never seen before and even after a few months, you just can't get enough. She says and does all the right things. Your friends like her, your family absolutely loves her. You propose and she accepts, you're married in May that year. You're moving into a new place together, it's a big project but after a pretty tough first year, the cracks start to show. You start losing your temper, you want more from her than she can give, you stop taking her calls and you storm out on her when she's at her lowest. She wants reassurance everything will be okay but your mind is made up.

You part ways and everyone is devastated. Your Ex-Spanish Bird's Brother Jorge reappears and tells you he has someone he'd love for you to meet and he thinks it'd be in yours and his interests for you two to get together. Before the ring mark has disappeared from your finger, you're shacked up with her, hoping this time will be different.

Love this mate but all I can say is I need better f***ing friends, never have they given me a girl on a god damn platter like this, ever.

The Cooper one hits too close to home.
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Omar Devone Little

Mr Realistic
Big advert on the back of a van going round Nottingham City centre about the big man.
 

Barry

Where's me hammer?
Anybody see and hear that truck that was driving about slagging him off, pre game.... also a twitter page and website calling him a drug dealer, this will not end well.

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MaxiRobriguez

Bob McKinlay
Before anyone aims the crosshairs, no it wasn't me.
 

dr_horse

Geoff Thomas
Yep that's the one, the truck was top of trent Bridge when I went by.... whoever it is are scumbags

For all his faults I hope the owner sues them into oblivion.

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