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Post by Wembley_Gas on Jan 31, 2019 0:53:53 GMT
A left back we've got called Tareiq Has the ball skills and pace of a freak, He's got plenty of flair Isn't bad in the air Shame he can't play two games in a week!
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Post by rememberhalifax on Jan 31, 2019 1:45:11 GMT
To be a Gas ed's a calling even when fortunes are falling be faithful and true to those boys in blue and soon our team will go soaring!
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Post by pirate on Jan 31, 2019 3:14:28 GMT
There was an owner called Wael Who the pirates thought couldn't fail He seemed so nice and sincere But then all became clear And now It's just time he set sail...
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Post by geddongas on Jan 31, 2019 7:51:30 GMT
There once was a team in league one, Whose time was decidedly done, They refused to bring in, Any players to win, Oh well I guess League Two looks fun.
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Post by Officer Barbrady on Jan 31, 2019 8:18:28 GMT
True to form..
It's the end of the January window Many players are loaned and are sold But we're stuck looking through The bars at the zoo Whilst everyone else has evolved
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Post by Antonio Fargas on Jan 31, 2019 8:23:30 GMT
The bloke behind me is keen But when he tries to sing It really sounds ass and he can't tell Goodnight Gas from Oh When the Irene.
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Post by 2nd May 1990 on Jan 31, 2019 9:08:22 GMT
True to form.. It's the end of the January window Many players are loaned and are sold But we're stuck looking through The bars at the zoo When everyone else has evolved Officer Barbrady, the thinking man’s gashead! Nice little change up of the rhyme scheme, too
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Post by francegas on Jan 31, 2019 9:23:34 GMT
Some fans think they're ITK When deep down they have no info They make up a rumour And think it is humour The rest of us will know tomorrow
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Post by A Source (aka Angry Badger) on Jan 31, 2019 9:30:58 GMT
We are not very good We are not very good Sincs face is hairy We are not very We are not very good
(1 for effort) Prove me wrong please
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Post by Officer Barbrady on Jan 31, 2019 9:35:10 GMT
Sometimes I sit and I wonder On my cold plastic chair at the mem I think of my friends and my family Would I rather be back home with them?
A few minutes in to the first half The opponents inevitably score I sit in my chair and I wonder again If I'd rather be home after all
A few minutes later the second goes in A desperate look on my face Sod home for a bunch of potatoes I'd sooner be at my work-place
A penalty miss for the blues makes me weep Another deep kick in the balls Sod going to work for this nonsense I'd go to the mother-in-laws
When the third and the fourth get put past the posts The mem echoes loud with my cries I sit in my chair and I quickly decide That I'd rather be hospitalised
I'd rather be beaten, I'd rather be scarred I'd rather be soaked through with water I'd rather the banjo string snapped from my nob Or appear on a hit-man's hit-list.
But on the sound of the game's final whistle Whilst I scarper away from this fate I look to the sky and no word of a lie Thank God that it's not Ashton Gate
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Post by francegas on Jan 31, 2019 9:43:42 GMT
Many years ago a Rovers fan on either this, the old forum or one of the others maybe the Not606 forum placed a poem. It was titled "an ode to the 46". It was in respect of the 46 city fans that travelled away to Ipswich for an evening match. If anyone knows of it and where to find it please post it. It is so funny and well worth a read.
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Post by William Wilson on Jan 31, 2019 10:10:46 GMT
We`re the Gas and we play at the Mem Wael promised it was only pro tem But I really fear That we`ll still be here When Torquay are top of the Prem.
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Post by chewbacca on Jan 31, 2019 10:14:31 GMT
It's the January window we're dreading, To League Two it seems we are heading, Wael looking smug, Looks at us with a shrug, Says "but I've loaned a defender from Reading".
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Post by Deleted on Jan 31, 2019 10:27:35 GMT
I am,yet what i am none cares or knows, My friends forsake me like a memory lost, I am the self consumer of my woes, They rise and vanish in oblivious host, Like shadows in life's stifled frenzied throws, Yet i am and live like vapours tossed into the nothingness of scorn and noise, Into the living sea of waking dreams where there is neither sense of life or joys, But the vast shipwreck of my life's esteems, As i wait forlorn for this deadline day to pass and all hope sink in a sea of mud. And yet i am.
A poem written by a gashead during the 1921 transfer window but still relevant in 2019.
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Post by WeAreTheGas on Jan 31, 2019 10:47:53 GMT
So it’s come down to this Deadline Day “SIGN A STRIKER!” the Gasheads will say We need someone to score ‘Cos our forwards are poor But in truth, we’ve known this since May
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Post by Smithy Gas on Jan 31, 2019 11:04:55 GMT
There once was a manager called Graham Who wanted strikers but couldn't pay 'em So he had a look In Tommy's black book But couldn't find a single name...
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Post by Deleted on Jan 31, 2019 11:11:28 GMT
Watching eleven try to chase a ball Trying hard but not organised at all Agents acting as greedy price hikers Im just praying for a couple of strikers Not bothered if he’s tall, just not the usual f”ck all!
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Post by Officer Barbrady on Jan 31, 2019 11:28:57 GMT
And when we make a signing At the 11th hour I'll be masturbating In the corridors of power
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Post by wertongas on Jan 31, 2019 12:24:35 GMT
There is a club called Rovers who have stingy owners when in the market we find a player who can play the owners won't pay so that is why we are moaners we wish we had some rich owners
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Post by Antonio Fargas on Jan 31, 2019 13:12:55 GMT
First we signed Gabe Osho And then it looked like Abu Ogogo If he's not a no-show Or on a go slow, deadline day is finally all go go.
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