Europa League Draw.


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So what exactly the brilliant news from your point of view ? You as a Sunderland fan think it is brilliant that your bitter rivals are of to play a QF in Lisbon against a big name European team.

Please enlighten me how that is brilliant ? I'd be seething if it was you.

I can't gather if you are stupid or just ignorant. It is Benfica man! You think the filthy mags have a prayer? They have had it easy thus far. Let's see how they do when they play the kind of team they have always wanted to play. I see a 3-0 twatting from Benfica IMHO. All the things they are weak in will be exposed.

I even told you in the first few words the context of my post when I said "For me they could not have picked a harder tie."

Still think I am happy Newcastle are playing a top European side?
 
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I can't gather if you are stupid or just ignorant. It is Benfica man! You think the filthy mags have a prayer? They have had it easy thus far. Let's see how they do when they play the kind of team they have always wanted to play. I see a 3-0 twatting from Benfica IMHO. All the things they are weak in will be exposed.

I even told you in the first few words the context of my post when I said "For me they could not have picked a harder tie."

Still think I am happy Newcastle are playing a top European side?

Bookmarked.
 
Only stadium of light likely be in Europe for a few millenia :lol:

We'll have these.

The Sunderland Stadium of Light is definitely in Europe too.

This is how it feels to be Geordie, this is how it feels to be huge, this is how it feels when your fans only travel to Brugge.

Brilliant:lol::lol:
 
Bookmarked.

Bookmarked too, you pathetic outcast.

Another one who has never been to The Piggery in his miserable and lonely life, and who will be watching the Benfica game in his brown y-fronts in front of his black and white telly, drinking Dandelion and Burdock from an old chipped mug with a picture of Mirandina on it.
When the game finishes, this one will sigh, give the mug a quick carress whilst his eyes moisten, and waddle off to the bedroom of his hovel; a bedroom with walls filled with pictures of Keegan's superstars and the heroes of his youth, the gaps in between the posters filled with yellowing newspaper clippings of former glory days. DWT will spread his arms in a crucifixion pose before pressing himself up against a life size poster of Asprilla and dry humping the wall until the front of his brown y- fronts turns a little darker in colour as he fires what little baby paste he can muster into them, letting out another large and broken sigh as the shame and loathing hammers home like a pnuematic drill, and the tears start to silently trickle down his cheeks, washing away the dirt and grime so his face looks like he has painted black and white stripes on it in anticipation of another failed European night. A shame and loathing born out of the realisation that life has passed him by and he will be one thing only until his carcass is rotting in the grave, and then he will have eternity to embrace being that one thing; forever alone.
 
Bookmarked too, you pathetic outcast.

Another one who has never been to The Piggery in his miserable and lonely life, and who will be watching the Benfica game in his brown y-fronts in front of his black and white telly, drinking Dandelion and Burdock from an old chipped mug with a picture of Mirandina on it.
When the game finishes, this one will sigh, give the mug a quick carress whilst his eyes moisten, and waddle off to the bedroom of his hovel; a bedroom with walls filled with pictures of Keegan's superstars and the heroes of his youth, the gaps in between the posters filled with yellowing newspaper clippings of former glory days. DWT will spread his arms in a crucifixion pose before pressing himself up against a life size poster of Asprilla and dry humping the wall until the front of his brown y- fronts turns a little darker in colour as he fires what little baby paste he can muster into them, letting out another large and broken sigh as the shame and loathing hammers home like a pnuematic drill, and the tears start to silently trickle down his cheeks, washing away the dirt and grime so his face looks like he has painted black and white stripes on it in anticipation of another failed European night. A shame and loathing born out of the realisation that life has passed him by and he will be one thing only until his carcass is rotting in the grave, and then he will have eternity to embrace being that one thing; forever alone.

You are wasted on here marra.....:lol:
 
To the roller disco? Like i said it is shut.

I'd go to Benfica, Spurs and Chelsea away games. I'd certainly not go to Fenerbahce or Lazio if away fans were allowed.

Not sure about Basel and wouldn't to to Kazan because it costs too much getting a visa.

I've got enough loyalty points to get tickets for most of the away games, so I'll have the option to go to anymore games if i want to but (because i'm a mag tramp) i'm going to stuggle for time off work and frankly cash to even consider going to 3 away games in Europe over the next 2 months if we did manage to get to the final.

booked up yet?

Bookmarked too, you pathetic outcast.

Another one who has never been to The Piggery in his miserable and lonely life, and who will be watching the Benfica game in his brown y-fronts in front of his black and white telly, drinking Dandelion and Burdock from an old chipped mug with a picture of Mirandina on it.
When the game finishes, this one will sigh, give the mug a quick carress whilst his eyes moisten, and waddle off to the bedroom of his hovel; a bedroom with walls filled with pictures of Keegan's superstars and the heroes of his youth, the gaps in between the posters filled with yellowing newspaper clippings of former glory days. DWT will spread his arms in a crucifixion pose before pressing himself up against a life size poster of Asprilla and dry humping the wall until the front of his brown y- fronts turns a little darker in colour as he fires what little baby paste he can muster into them, letting out another large and broken sigh as the shame and loathing hammers home like a pnuematic drill, and the tears start to silently trickle down his cheeks, washing away the dirt and grime so his face looks like he has painted black and white stripes on it in anticipation of another failed European night. A shame and loathing born out of the realisation that life has passed him by and he will be one thing only until his carcass is rotting in the grave, and then he will have eternity to embrace being that one thing; forever alone.

:lol::lol::lol:
 
So what exactly the brilliant news from your point of view ? You as a Sunderland fan think it is brilliant that your bitter rivals are of to play a QF in Lisbon against a big name European team.

Please enlighten me how that is brilliant ? I'd be seething if it was you.

Bit sad Cyril.

I'd love it if we were playing Benfica in the Europa quarters. I don't really care that you are.
 
Bookmarked too, you pathetic outcast.

Another one who has never been to The Piggery in his miserable and lonely life, and who will be watching the Benfica game in his brown y-fronts in front of his black and white telly, drinking Dandelion and Burdock from an old chipped mug with a picture of Mirandina on it.
When the game finishes, this one will sigh, give the mug a quick carress whilst his eyes moisten, and waddle off to the bedroom of his hovel; a bedroom with walls filled with pictures of Keegan's superstars and the heroes of his youth, the gaps in between the posters filled with yellowing newspaper clippings of former glory days. DWT will spread his arms in a crucifixion pose before pressing himself up against a life size poster of Asprilla and dry humping the wall until the front of his brown y- fronts turns a little darker in colour as he fires what little baby paste he can muster into them, letting out another large and broken sigh as the shame and loathing hammers home like a pnuematic drill, and the tears start to silently trickle down his cheeks, washing away the dirt and grime so his face looks like he has painted black and white stripes on it in anticipation of another failed European night. A shame and loathing born out of the realisation that life has passed him by and he will be one thing only until his carcass is rotting in the grave, and then he will have eternity to embrace being that one thing; forever alone.
:lol::lol::lol:
 
Bookmarked too, you pathetic outcast.

Another one who has never been to The Piggery in his miserable and lonely life, and who will be watching the Benfica game in his brown y-fronts in front of his black and white telly, drinking Dandelion and Burdock from an old chipped mug with a picture of Mirandina on it.
When the game finishes, this one will sigh, give the mug a quick carress whilst his eyes moisten, and waddle off to the bedroom of his hovel; a bedroom with walls filled with pictures of Keegan's superstars and the heroes of his youth, the gaps in between the posters filled with yellowing newspaper clippings of former glory days. DWT will spread his arms in a crucifixion pose before pressing himself up against a life size poster of Asprilla and dry humping the wall until the front of his brown y- fronts turns a little darker in colour as he fires what little baby paste he can muster into them, letting out another large and broken sigh as the shame and loathing hammers home like a pnuematic drill, and the tears start to silently trickle down his cheeks, washing away the dirt and grime so his face looks like he has painted black and white stripes on it in anticipation of another failed European night. A shame and loathing born out of the realisation that life has passed him by and he will be one thing only until his carcass is rotting in the grave, and then he will have eternity to embrace being that one thing; forever alone.
Superb!!:lol:
 
oi shitcunt. You haven't answered me.

booked up yet?

I'm working on it. Got the Thursday and Friday off work.

65k stadium so there will be enough tickets for everyone who wants to go too.

Can't wait.
 
Bookmarked too, you pathetic outcast.

Another one who has never been to The Piggery in his miserable and lonely life, and who will be watching the Benfica game in his brown y-fronts in front of his black and white telly, drinking Dandelion and Burdock from an old chipped mug with a picture of Mirandina on it.
When the game finishes, this one will sigh, give the mug a quick carress whilst his eyes moisten, and waddle off to the bedroom of his hovel; a bedroom with walls filled with pictures of Keegan's superstars and the heroes of his youth, the gaps in between the posters filled with yellowing newspaper clippings of former glory days. DWT will spread his arms in a crucifixion pose before pressing himself up against a life size poster of Asprilla and dry humping the wall until the front of his brown y- fronts turns a little darker in colour as he fires what little baby paste he can muster into them, letting out another large and broken sigh as the shame and loathing hammers home like a pnuematic drill, and the tears start to silently trickle down his cheeks, washing away the dirt and grime so his face looks like he has painted black and white stripes on it in anticipation of another failed European night. A shame and loathing born out of the realisation that life has passed him by and he will be one thing only until his carcass is rotting in the grave, and then he will have eternity to embrace being that one thing; forever alone.

Crikey, you must be another one thats "not bothered" :lol:
 
Helpful bunch aren't they.

are you pretending to be going over for the game too? Nee fuckers turned up to any of your away ventures until now. In 6 months time we'll have everyone claiming to have been part of the 6million in Benfica. :roll:
 
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