Oct
25
My heart
These close games for SC are killing me. All those blood pressure tablets were for naught.
These close games for SC are killing me. All those blood pressure tablets were for naught.
The joys of schadenfreude across national lines.
They can wait in perpetuity as far as I’m concerned. Any group of fans that crack out the hissing-of-the-gas-chambers routine deserve whatever footballing misery they get.
boo fucking hoo. Really, I mean it.