Shitty Death ! Mother bleedin' Theresa ! Thought you snuffed it 'bout the same time as that malingering Diana bird got herself squished in a tunnel ! How's your tea towel you haggard old crone ? Saved any sinners lately ? No ! Thought not. No fucking good now your dead are you ? Oh, I suppose someone's going to say they've been cured of leprosy or some other revolting disease by touching one of your rotting sandals or something - but then you Holy Water Brigade are all the same aren't you ? See the Blessed Lady popping up all over the place - that cloud ! Looks just like the Virgin Mary ! No, it look like a cloud, dick-head. Oh look, that shrivelled potato looks just like Mother Theresa ! Let's get down on our knees and lick our way to the friggin' Vatican ! You're all a load of donky-headed Blackfriars - it is alleged.

For the last time, Mornington Bloody Crescent

Yeah, and you can shut up too, Audience. I've never seen a game played so badly by such a bunch of tossers, myself included.

[Darren] At last, someone, if only by chance, has made a true statement. But then, so will a bunch of monkeys pounding on a London Transport map for long enough. You do realise, I hope, that certain people are taking notes and resolving that never, never, will any of you be selected to even play at the county level?