Showing posts with label Shit Celebrity Fans. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Shit Celebrity Fans. Show all posts

Friday, September 17, 2010

Nothing to Braga about

Before you groan too much at my piss poor pun in the post title, get your laughing gear around this tribute to Arsenal from . . . ahem, The Away Boyz.

You'll laugh, you'll cry, you'll swear that it's so awful that all involved must be season ticket holders at White Hart Lane.

And did you spot the 'celebrities' in the video? Peter Hugo Daley (Mick the drummer from Breaking Glass); Lee Whitlock (it's a few years since Shine On Harvey Moon); and was that Charlie Creed-Miles on the drums in the pub? I guess Spike Lee was washing Nick Hornby's hair that day.

Hat tip to 'Fedayn' over at Urban 75 for the blood now pouring from both my eyes and my ears.

Sunday, May 25, 2008

Shit Celebrity Fans

Oh, that's a bastard. Set my heart on wishing Doncaster Rovers well in today's play-off final against Leeds Utd, and it turns out that their only celebrity fans are the couple of numpties represented below.

Ken Bates versus Clarkson and Daniels . . . . Ken Bates versus Clarkson and Daniels . . . . Ken Bates versus Clarkson and Daniels . . . . Ken Bates versus Clarkson and Daniels . . . . Ken Bates versus Clarkson and Daniels . . . . Ken Bates versus Clarkson and Daniels . . . . Nah, it doesn't matter how often I cut and paste those loathsome names I'm still caught on the horns of a particular footballing dilemma.

What would Charlie have done?