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Post by chesteed on Mar 24, 2005 15:13:30 GMT 1
see your losing all your players, first lowe, then grant, and now it looks like that arrogant get rogers is on his way to stoke, to be fair how are you going to replace them, no one wants to play for you as you have a crumbling ground,sh*t fanbase and generally no ambition, so im sorry to say salops your on the way down
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Post by pawlo on Mar 24, 2005 15:14:59 GMT 1
Not loosing any players, just sending the s**t ones to s**t clubs with s**t teams.
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Post by chestered on Mar 24, 2005 15:24:07 GMT 1
s o u r g r a p e s
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Post by stuttgartershrew on Mar 24, 2005 15:26:57 GMT 1
What is it with Chester fans? Sommat in the Dee?
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Post by meoleshrew2 on Mar 24, 2005 15:27:57 GMT 1
Half term for some already
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Post by PorkyShrew on Mar 24, 2005 15:29:30 GMT 1
see your losing all your players, first lowe, then grant, and now it looks like that arrogant get rogers is on his way to stoke, to be fair how are you going to replace them, no one wants to play for you as you have a crumbling ground,sh*t fanbase and generally no ambition, so im sorry to say salops your on the way down pot kettle black... im sure you heard the saying, while were on the subject hows rush doin? winning the fans back is he?
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Post by Deleted on Mar 24, 2005 15:32:27 GMT 1
Our fanbase is bigger then yours. FACT. Now flip off
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Post by Pilch on Mar 24, 2005 15:35:31 GMT 1
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Post by stainesr on Mar 24, 2005 15:45:15 GMT 1
Our stadium may be crumbling but at least it's got character, unlike that corrugated iron bin u lot run around in.
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Post by rob on Mar 24, 2005 16:06:58 GMT 1
Post of the day!!! Its a chester version of Gripey
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Post by islay malt on Mar 24, 2005 16:30:55 GMT 1
The sad fact is that Chester don't really have any fans in the true sence. Almost all are 'supporters' of either United, Liverpool or, in a few cases, Everton. They go to Chester because they can't travel too far from home and they get a bit frightened in big crowds. A little glorified playground, at the end of a grotty industrial estate, inhabited by a few hundred like-minded sados, gives them a sort of comfortable feeling.
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