Right, no jokes, no banter!
Last night was the biggest disgrace I have ever witnessed as my time as a player..
I have had to endure a constant bombardment of backstabbing, ruthless behaviour since meeting the manager on my return to norwich united, a lot has gone on and
Just to clarify.. I don’t think Im the best striker in suffolk.. I absolutely fucking know I’m the best striker in suffolk.
Until somebody score 43 goals step3/higher I am..
Then when a striker does! I will deliver the diamond encrusted crown.. In this heap of shit of a Astra
Just had a bang on the door.
Felt uneasy as the night drawing in..
There’s a threat on my life so I approach with caution..
as I swing the door open I feel ready to confront whatever in battle!
I swing that door open and get ready for war!!
And..
It was my mum with a
Naa you forwards ain’t got it in ya!! You’ve presented me with another year of shit talking! I mean the stats don’t lie!
I’m the fucking best to glide over this county’s turf!! Until next year…. Tada
🥩🥩🥩🥩🥩🥩🥩🥩🥩🥩🥩
Sometimes you gotta stick ya fingers up to the vegetarians.. Don’t think I’ve blanked on first game of season.. EVER!
9 men 3-3.. scored 2 £200 per goal..
Life is good.. Up the wanderers!