Ingerland! Ingerland! Ingerland!

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 Televised…rabid rants, sick head-butts
Sly assaults, nigh on GBH
Peckermans menagerie dejar The World Cup stage
Ingerland’s mighty lion cubs
Roar in to the next act… of a quarter final date.

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 Finally…a penalty shoot-out ghost is laid to rest,
Despite the pre-game negative English press
Of whom less read about is best,
A novice boss and his fledgling squad
Inspire a nations hope – from the toil of their duress.

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 A Smorgasbord of emotion
Came, in to play last night… joy, amazement, shock
It’s in! OMG! Flippin heck, we’ve won…we’ve won!
and to the daggers drawn in the press-box?
Try a taste of our euphoria hacks…the road goes ever on.



A wonderful evening. I thought Gareth Southgate handled both Jose Peckermans – absolutely disgraceful Columbia – as well as what his name Gabriel (from ITV’s) negativity with great dignity in the post match interview last night. I was shouting at the telly,”Gabriel son the game is won, why are you asking him such a question? Lighten up son, after all…we’re still bleating well in The World Cup ain’t we”?

Some-one at the F.A needs to try and get the press on-side – in this country – when things are going well for the national team. Gabriel is not the only one either, the recent programme on the BBC about Ingerland managers – and what the press have written about them – was to say the least shocking, even to a bloke like me. One smug smiling hack bragged about going after…whoever happened to be at the helm. Rant over.

I just heard Gareth Southgates toying with the ikea of going with a flat pack four against…Sweden!

Stay well, be lucky and keep smiling.


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