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Post by Antonio Fargas on Feb 1, 2018 9:41:31 GMT
So, Lee Brown has been a great servant to the club for a good number of years. He's shown graft and dedication, and a never say die attitude at left-back. He's been the epitome of a hard-worker, and has shown an admirable loyalty to the club. Who can forget his penalty at Wembley to help us to the first promotion, and then his right footed shot at the end of the '16 season to see us to an historic second promotion in two years?
But, if Lee Brown were to come round our cul-de-sac and practise his ball skills at an unsociable hour. If he were to do keepie-uppies outside my bedroom window in the small hours, or continually hit the ball against my garage door, in the middle of the night, while I was trying to get some much-needed sleep, I'd have to say, Oi! Browner, No! I admire your dedication to the Gas, and your loyalty to the club, but I do not appreciate being kept awake in the middle of the night! And, I'd give him a slap.
Similarly, who can fail to be impressed by Darrell Clarke's record as manager of BRFC? Taking over at the nadir of our existence, and guiding the club to two successive promotions was certainly an immense, and desperately needed, achievement. He has shown great leadership and a knack for tactical nuance. Who can forget his run to the Gas end at Wembley, and his table-standing banter against the Grimsby Telegraph?
But if he were to stop me in Tesco's and try to organise my shopping, I'd be less than Impressed. If he were to structure my groceries around another one of his new projects, and pick a first eleven vegetable-based shopping list to his exacting specifications, say choosing broccoli over my over personal favourite, brussel sprouts, then I wouldn't be happy. If he were to interrupt my trip to the supermarket with his ideas for getting the most out of a limited budget, then I'd have to say, Oi! DC, No! I appreciate your ability to pick the Rovers team, and to change things around at half-time, but I do not appreciate your attempts to over-achieve with my weekly shop! And, I'd give him a slap.
Bit like Wael, who has been a breath of fresh air since he took over the club. He had invested a lot of money in BRFC and who can fail to be charmed by his boyish enthusiasm for the game. He has strived to bring the club's finances up to date and put us on a sound financial footing going forward, and any Gashead would appreciate that the purchase of the training ground has to be an excellent step forward.
But, if he were to interrupt my evening's television viewing, I wouldn't be very pleased. If he were to keep trying to discuss football while I was watching Strictly Come Dancing, or he were to start a discussion about an all-time best Chelsea eleven just as the credits to Doctor Who started rolling, then I'd have to say, Oi, Wael, No! You may be the mild-mannered saviour of our club, and I am nothing but impressed by your mixing with the crowd on match days, and your undoubted investment in your new-found club, but I do not want someone talking football all over my Game of Thrones binge-watch! And, I'd give him a slap.
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Post by Henbury Gas on Feb 1, 2018 9:47:40 GMT
and the moral of the story is............
Don't let Hugo near the pasty stand before the game
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Post by gashead1981 on Feb 1, 2018 9:49:28 GMT
Someone has been watching too much on the comedy gold channel.
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Post by knowall on Feb 1, 2018 9:51:13 GMT
Antonio watches strictly? surely not
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Post by Henbury Gas on Feb 1, 2018 9:51:52 GMT
Antonio watches strictly? surely not Just proves the man has taste |
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Post by Antonio Fargas on Feb 1, 2018 9:53:10 GMT
Antonio watches strictly? surely not Nah, not really. I lie to get down with the plebs. I'd be more likely to be listening to some Offenbach, instead. |
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Post by LJG on Feb 1, 2018 10:37:12 GMT
Bit like that Tom Lockyer. He’s a promising young player who’s dedicated his fledgling career to Rovers. A real stalwart of the boys in blue and white already at a tender age. He’s got a good footballing brain, he’s not afraid to put a tackle in and is well deserving of the armband.
But if he was to run up and down outside my house with his arm extended holding a lolly-pop stick, allowing it to clack clack clack up against the iron railings which I’ve recently coated with hammerite or lean up against my front gate finishing his morning snack on his way to training and then tuck the empty crisp bag under my garden hedge … I should say “Oi! Lockyer! No!” I admire your natural ability as football player and your dedication as leader of the Gas on the pitch. Your stint on the international stage has clearly taught you a lot which will make you an invaluable asset to the club in the future but I do not appreciate you disturbing the quiet of my midmorning coffee and littering my carefully sculpted garden topiary with discarded packets of Flaming Hot Monster Munch! And I’d give him a slap.
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Post by spiess1 on Feb 1, 2018 10:44:03 GMT
All the many drama queens on here who flounced off to their boudoirs last night: D'you know what?
- I'd give them a slap.
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Post by LJG on Feb 1, 2018 11:24:09 GMT
Of course I admire that Antonio Fargas. Who could fault his even-handed and equanimious moderation of the GasChat forum. He’s firm but fair and always happy to engage in some light banter as well as civil debate about the state of the football club on and off the field.
But if he were to come round my house while the family were enjoying a Sunday roast and interrupt my wife as she regaled us with a story from her working week regarding a particularly truculent young member of staff who is proving difficult to manage and demand that she stay on topic after her every digression into unnecessary detail I would be sorely disappointed. If he were to quip at my son while he’s talking about some unfathomable “grime” artist who sounds to me like he’s babbling baby talk interspersed with swearwords and cut across him with a witty yet incisive put-down designed to make a serious point in an apparently off-hand manner. I should say “Oi! Fargas! No! I admire your ability to keep the vast majority of a disparate and often confrontational user-ship of a forum for the discussion of a small to midsize football club in the west of England in check in a positive and affable way but I will not accept the discussions at our ritualistic weekly family meals being monitored and managed for consistency of topic in your usual light teasing manner”! And I’d give him a slap.
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Post by gaseous on Feb 1, 2018 11:56:12 GMT
So, Lee Brown has been a great servant to the club for a good number of years. He's shown graft and dedication, and a never say die attitude at left-back. He's been the epitome of a hard-worker, and has shown an admirable loyalty to the club. Who can forget his penalty at Wembley to help us to the first promotion, and then his right footed shot at the end of the '16 season to see us to an historic second promotion in two years? But, if Lee Brown were to come round our cul-de-sac and practise his ball skills at an unsociable hour. If he were to do keepie-uppies outside my bedroom window in the small hours, or continually hit the ball against my garage door, in the middle of the night, while I was trying to get some much-needed sleep, I'd have to say, Oi! Browner, No! I admire your dedication to the Gas, and your loyalty to the club, but I do not appreciate being kept awake in the middle of the night! And, I'd give him a slap. Similarly, who can fail to be impressed by Darrell Clarke's record as manager of BRFC? Taking over at the nadir of our existence, and guiding the club to two successive promotions was certainly an immense, and desperately needed, achievement. He has shown great leadership and a knack for tactical nuance. Who can forget his run to the Gas end at Wembley, and his table-standing banter against the Grimsby Telegraph? But if he were to stop me in Tesco's and try to organise my shopping, I'd be less than Impressed. If he were to structure my groceries around another one of his new projects, and pick a first eleven vegetable-based shopping list to his exacting specifications, say choosing broccoli over my over personal favourite, brussel sprouts, then I wouldn't be happy. If he were to interrupt my trip to the supermarket with his ideas for getting the most out of a limited budget, then I'd have to say, Oi! DC, No! I appreciate your ability to pick the Rovers team, and to change things around at half-time, but I do not appreciate your attempts to over-achieve with my weekly shop! And, I'd give him a slap. Bit like Wael, who has been a breath of fresh air since he took over the club. He had invested a lot of money in BRFC and who can fail to be charmed by his boyish enthusiasm for the game. He has strived to bring the club's finances up to date and put us on a sound financial footing going forward, and any Gashead would appreciate that the purchase of the training ground has to be an excellent step forward. But, if he were to interrupt my evening's television viewing, I wouldn't be very pleased. If he were to keep trying to discuss football while I was watching Strictly Come Dancing, or he were to start a discussion about an all-time best Chelsea eleven just as the credits to Doctor Who started rolling, then I'd have to say, Oi, Wael, No! You may be the mild-mannered saviour of our club, and I am nothing but impressed by your mixing with the crowd on match days, and your undoubted investment in your new-found club, but I do not want someone talking football all over my Game of Thrones binge-watch! And, I'd give him a slap. It is nice to see something light hearted on here instead of the under handed digs at DC, the boys and the owners, at last some praise for all at the club, without them we wouldn't be where we are now. Well done AF for the positive thread. UTG |
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Post by slam on Feb 1, 2018 12:06:11 GMT
So, Lee Brown has been a great servant to the club for a good number of years. He's shown graft and dedication, and a never say die attitude at left-back. He's been the epitome of a hard-worker, and has shown an admirable loyalty to the club. Who can forget his penalty at Wembley to help us to the first promotion, and then his right footed shot at the end of the '16 season to see us to an historic second promotion in two years? But, if Lee Brown were to come round our cul-de-sac and practise his ball skills at an unsociable hour. If he were to do keepie-uppies outside my bedroom window in the small hours, or continually hit the ball against my garage door, in the middle of the night, while I was trying to get some much-needed sleep, I'd have to say, Oi! Browner, No! I admire your dedication to the Gas, and your loyalty to the club, but I do not appreciate being kept awake in the middle of the night! And, I'd give him a slap. Similarly, who can fail to be impressed by Darrell Clarke's record as manager of BRFC? Taking over at the nadir of our existence, and guiding the club to two successive promotions was certainly an immense, and desperately needed, achievement. He has shown great leadership and a knack for tactical nuance. Who can forget his run to the Gas end at Wembley, and his table-standing banter against the Grimsby Telegraph? But if he were to stop me in Tesco's and try to organise my shopping, I'd be less than Impressed. If he were to structure my groceries around another one of his new projects, and pick a first eleven vegetable-based shopping list to his exacting specifications, say choosing broccoli over my over personal favourite, brussel sprouts, then I wouldn't be happy. If he were to interrupt my trip to the supermarket with his ideas for getting the most out of a limited budget, then I'd have to say, Oi! DC, No! I appreciate your ability to pick the Rovers team, and to change things around at half-time, but I do not appreciate your attempts to over-achieve with my weekly shop! And, I'd give him a slap. Bit like Wael, who has been a breath of fresh air since he took over the club. He had invested a lot of money in BRFC and who can fail to be charmed by his boyish enthusiasm for the game. He has strived to bring the club's finances up to date and put us on a sound financial footing going forward, and any Gashead would appreciate that the purchase of the training ground has to be an excellent step forward. But, if he were to interrupt my evening's television viewing, I wouldn't be very pleased. If he were to keep trying to discuss football while I was watching Strictly Come Dancing, or he were to start a discussion about an all-time best Chelsea eleven just as the credits to Doctor Who started rolling, then I'd have to say, Oi, Wael, No! You may be the mild-mannered saviour of our club, and I am nothing but impressed by your mixing with the crowd on match days, and your undoubted investment in your new-found club, but I do not want someone talking football all over my Game of Thrones binge-watch! And, I'd give him a slap. It is nice to see something light hearted on here instead of the under handed digs at DC, the boys and the owners, at last some praise for all at the club, without them we wouldn't be where we are now. Well done AF for the positive thread. UTG This element of levity, trying in his own mercurial way to lift the spirits of the forum, came a tad too late for me, I regret to say. At precisely 11:01 pm last night, the men in white coats arrived and my view of life is now bounded by the blue and white padded walls of my new containment cell. What price on the chance of 2 hours of remission on Saturday afternoon, I wonder. |
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