Ancelotti a dead man walking
From the lobotomy survivors singing āWeāre having a party when Ashley diesā (this from a crowd which protested over the hounding by Tottenham supporters of Sol Campbell) to the smug and speccy pseudo-intellectuals clutching their āUp The Arseā fanzines, I despise them all.
Inside the ground the attempts at manufacturing an atmosphere in that soulless bowl are just plain embarrassing.



