Junior Soprano

Wish cunts would stop doing this

Pile of pish. Imagine paying to go and see that.

Bet Clair was getting fingered fae Marvin Andrews whilst he was in Cardiff.

They also had a longer than normal huddle when we were standing waiting on the minutes silence. I honestly think the ref should have told them to do it after the silence.

The racism against our player is scandalous. Not only by other clubs fans, but by the media. I hope Rangers make a statement before Thursday.

Out with the goal, two massive things happened on the pitch on Saturday. The drop ball and Halliday running toward the Copland rd just after the minutes silence. He was jumping all over the place, shouting fists pumping the lot. I knew we were winning after that.

Catch up the sky sports. There’s a full page of old firm things on it.

Is on sky catchup if anyone wants to see it again 🇬🇧🇬🇧🇬🇧

If I cut about Jersey slapping cunts, then I want these cunts walking about ibrox slapping cunts.

Lost my ticket years back. Couldn’t afford to get it back. Me and Kai got when we could. I’m now in a position I can get when I want. cunts like mo Ross struggling to pay 100 quid is a kick in the baws

98! Quid eh. Imagine having to pay for your tickets

We WILL beat them. Fuck the fucking pope.

Stays mean fuck all. Do it the morra wee man

That’s the one

Also a Rangers boozer in Farringdon I’m sure

The Green man in Islington will be bouncing

The whole point of the scheme is for bears to earn a little back as well as the club and the ticket to go to a supporter. Not for he season ticket holder to earn a little and the ticket to go to some twat looking for a freebie.

🤣🤣

You get fuck all for that secondary ticket scheme. I’d rather give mine away than use it.

They should have put some in the away dressing room also, as the cunts seemingly flooded the place. Also thrown food all over the shop. Blue roll down the bogs, taps left over flowing

🤣🤣

He also said he was taking them in individually to see if they are up for it or not. 😩

Probably beat them on Saturday

In Flanders on the Christmas morn The trenched foemen lay, the German and the Briton born, And it was Christmas Day. The red sun rose on fields accurst, The gray fog fled away; But neither cared to fire the first, For it was Christmas Day!