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Not the usual TV punditry "Like, y'know", but the Neanderthal grunts heard on a Sunday morning. I've often thought it would be fun to put some of these on bingo cards given out to spectators before a game. Once again, more examples would be appreciated. Please E-mail me.
Yore avin a larf, incha?
Int weyay? (As in, we're godda ge' inta this, int weyay?)
We're not torkin.
Ees dunya, ref.
Thassa dive.
Stick that flag up yore a***.
Refareeee.
Second ball (Instructions as to what to kick next?)
Actually, I rarely go to Sunday morning matches these days. The appalling standard of refereeing has taken all the enjoyment out of it. The option is, of course, to become a referee myself. I’ve toyed with the idea, but the prospect of turning out on rain-sodden cold mornings just to take a load of abuse is something I just couldn’t face.
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