TEAM OF THE WEAK – GAMEWEEK TWELVE – THE CRAPENING
Another week of blood boiling, piss stained, volcanic horseshit as leprechaun shagging variance milkers dance in a meadow of 4 leaf clovers, whilst I’m sat…
-
-
TEAM OF THE WEAK – THE STORY SO FAR
It’s GW12, the final international break for months is almost fucking over. Every twat and his dog is now on Bluesky. But who have been…
-
TEAM OF THE WEAK – GAMEWEEK 10 – TERRIFIER TEN
Every week, we roll up, strip naked and wait for the lashes to begin. How much longer do we have to endure this mental and…
-
TEAM OF THE WEEK – GAMEWEEK 8 – THE UNTOUCHABLES
Missing players, failing players, ghost assists, cartels, hoods, gangsters, own goals, red cards and strikers who couldn’t hit a urinal from 2 feet. Just a…
-
TEAM OF THE WEAK – GAMEWEEK 7 – HA HA LAND
Another week done and dusted as we’re fisted into the stratosphere of shit that is the international break. Let’s see which calamitous cockstains made their…
-
TEAM OF THE WEAK – GAMEWEEK 6 – WHERE THE WILDCARDS ARE
It would honestly just be quicker to copy and paste my entire fucking team. But let’s try and do this properly. Jesus Christ what a…
-
TEAM OF THE WEAK – GAMEWEEK 5 – THREE COLOURS SHITE
A weak of almost molten excrement, culminating in a Sunday where my personal team wasn’t so much shat on, but violently assaulted in a back…
-
TEAM OF THE WEAK – GAMEWEEK 4 – THE FILTH AND THE FURY
Let us bow our heads in collective shame and pick the bones out from the meal we just vomited back up. What a terrible gameweek,…
-
TEAM OF THE WEAK – GAMEWEEK 3 – TITANS OF PISS
Another weekend of relentless pain comes to a crushing and hopeless end. Especially if you owned any of these urine soaked morons. Let us dive…
