- Season Ticket
- Yes
- Year of First Game
- 1998
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Even Joey had games where he would disappear and made runs that went nowhere or lost possession cheaply. Not as often as mere mortals, of course, but he did have his momentsJoey ?
And SimmoI'd also chuck in Stuart Massey.
Mills is far more consistent, and a better player.Not disagreeing with you, but in all my years I can't remember ever seeing a really consistent winger.
It's the nature of the beast..
Good luck to the lad but he was a bit of a ‘meh’ signing for me. Over the coming years will get lost in the other names of players during are championship adventure who just weren’t quite good enough.
That is absolutely f*cking mental, to me.
He's directly responsible for literally half of my favourite moments of the last two seasons - the sh*t I watch on youtube when half-cut on red wine on a random Thursday night.
I don't know how anyone who was at those games, or experienced those moments, could ever forget them - and by extension Shemmy.
Romeny I'll forget, Krastev too. Even MPH.
But not Shemmy. No f*cking chance.
And if I'm ever in danger of doing so I'll just watch this, with the volume up, for the 985th time...
Totally agree. That goal was a rare moment where mercurial talent and footballing brain were in sync. The way he sort of cut inside slightly to block off the trailing defender and then get him in position for that shot was proper top notch stuff.Oddly despite his absolute worldies, actually think the moment he most looked like a footballer for us was his composure and finish against Ipswich.
Saw that side of him extremely rarely.
Shame on you Steve. Where is your romanceGood luck to the lad but he was a bit of a ‘meh’ signing for me. Over the coming years will get lost in the other names of players during are championship adventure who just weren’t quite good enough.
Are you implying that romance is an inconsistent, polish winger?Shame on you Steve. Where is your romance
Ah, the late night red-wine induced Shemmy showreel. I know it well.He's directly responsible for literally half of my favourite moments of the last two seasons - the sh*t I watch on youtube when half-cut on red wine on a random Thursday night.
That's exactly what I am saying. Now you have to do penance by getting your hair cut like Shemmy and only eating kabanos for the rest of the week.Are you implying that romance is an inconsistent, polish winger?![]()
In that case, if you were a true romantic then you wouldn’t have forgotten about pickle juice which is what Shemmy drinks during games. Shame on you!That's exactly what I am saying. Now you have to do penance by getting your hair cut like Shemmy and only eating kabanos for the rest of the week.
Good response and fair point.In that case, if you were a true romantic then you wouldn’t have forgotten about pickle juice which is what Shemmy drinks during games. Shame on you!
That is absolutely f*cking mental, to me.
He's directly responsible for literally half of my favourite moments of the last two seasons - the sh*t I watch on youtube when half-cut on red wine on a random Thursday night.
I don't know how anyone who was at those games, or experienced those moments, could ever forget them - and by extension Shemmy.
Romeny I'll forget, Krastev too. Even MPH.
But not Shemmy. No f*cking chance.
And if I'm ever in danger of doing so I'll just watch this, with the volume up, for the 985th time...
Chicken GeorgeAnd Simmo
I've always liked the contrast between Helik and Płacheta - one a traditional Polish man, honed by centuries of hard work and oppression, the other a true product of the collapse of communism and influx of Western values. They seem to get on.On a side note, the other week I showed a Polish mate a pic of him and he said real Polish men don't have hair like that!![]()
Spot on. The two sides of the Polish character. I imagine Helik has no truck with drinking pickle juice and gently chides Shemmy for it in a fatherly way as he downs his third bowl of borscht.I've always liked the contrast between Helik and Płacheta - one a traditional Polish man, honed by centuries of hard work and oppression, the other a true product of the collapse of communism and influx of Western values. They seem to get on.
Dangerously close to fan fiction, thisSpot on. The two sides of the Polish character. I imagine Helik has no truck with drinking pickle juice and gently chides Shemmy for it in a fatherly way as he downs his third bowl of borscht.
That is absolutely f*cking mental, to me.
He's directly responsible for literally half of my favourite moments of the last two seasons - the sh*t I watch on youtube when half-cut on red wine on a random Thursday night.
I don't know how anyone who was at those games, or experienced those moments, could ever forget them - and by extension Shemmy.
Romeny I'll forget, Krastev too. Even MPH.
But not Shemmy. No f*cking chance.
And if I'm ever in danger of doing so I'll just watch this, with the volume up, for the 985th time...
I don't think Helik is as old as you seem to think he is!I've always liked the contrast between Helik and Płacheta - one a traditional Polish man, honed by centuries of hard work and oppression, the other a true product of the collapse of communism and influx of Western values. They seem to get on.
I've always liked the contrast between Helik and Płacheta - one a traditional Polish man, honed by centuries of hard work and oppression, the other a true product of the collapse of communism and influx of Western values. They seem to get on.
Agree with this. He obviously was frustrating at times, but equally no where near as bad as some are making out and in my opinion he was criminally under-utilised.Playing largely for a manager that didn't want to attack, or play with the ball, or allow their wingers much attacking discretion.