Farewell. Adieu. Auf wiedersehen. Begone. Fuck off…
The politically unsound AFC Wimbledon fanzine.
Doing the day job tomorrow, so proper Bury report up Monday…
As quite simply, my brain has genuinely stopped functioning after the weekend. And I’ve had no alcohol…
And then, we can put this shitshow of a campaign in its grave.
Oh dear, that wasn’t quite in the script…
The next installment of the Biggest Game Of The Season™ awaits. And it might well live up to that title…
Sometimes, things just happen…
If you’re still doing that shite Soccer-AM “Warsaw” thing – log off, buy a Franchise shirt, wear it, take a photo as proof, then throw yourself onto the M40.