Friday gossip & music.

This weeks gossip columns.

Rubber lip’s representatives are convinced he must join Unreal Madrid…….They must be running out of money, bless.

Liverpool dismissed a bold ( stupid ) attempt by Forest to sign Kelleher in a deal worth £15 million. Probably because once they’re sanctioned they won’t be in a position to pay up anyway, Muppets.

Pochettino wanted three players this window but ended up with none. Perhaps 40+ players isn’t enough for him. He’s obviously under the elusion if you keep kicking it, it will start. Not gonna happen with Chavs, Poch, they’re shite no matter how much dodgy money you throw at it.

Rival bidders for the BlueShite are convinced that the prospective new owners 777Partners are loading fresh debt onto the club in an attempt to pressure the PL into approving their takeover. I’m not sure how that works. Loading the club with more debt to seek approval. Only in football hey.

In other gossip,

Mickey Mouser has revealed he was walking along Blackpool beach a couple of days ago when a calling entered his head. No it wasn’t a calling from the toilet, that came later. He said he was just walking merrily ( merrily is probably why he was hearing voices in his head ) upon the sand when a vision….not voices, apparently, came to him like a shining light, so bright he had to put his sunglasses on. The location of the vision was close to a mile further up the beach, just past the north pier. Upon arrival he gleefully smiled as before him was a glistening piece of a metallic object. It was golden in appearance. He was convinced he’d found an ancient relic. He picked it up. It was a coin of age. He quickly found a bin to discard his empty beer cans. ( Mickey doesn’t litter his own beach, he goes to Fleetwood to do that). He took it home to show his wife. She scratched her head and said ” You’ve been at the beer again haven’t you? Mickey did mention he’d had 2 or 8. Mickey’s wife took hold of the coin and began pawing at the surface. She peered at him, shaking her head in disbelief but yet amusement before proclaiming, ” It’s a chocolate coin Mickey, ya daft sod” Better luck next time Mickey.

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