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I sometimes think of an unemployed Screech from Saved By The Bell.

I'd rather spend a few minutes seeing our manager carrying out something he has some care for, possibly lessening the stresses he would naturally feel in the build-up to a big derby, than share any seconds with a so-called fan who spends their spare time wishing for people to dislike the thing...

I'm going to search the internet to see if i can find a program that automatically translates your loathsome posts into a heap of freshly-hocked-up bile-ridden phlegm. 't'would save me the bother of having to convert them all into such an image of their worth.

How dare he do something for a few hours! How ruddy dare he!!! He should be at the ground panicking and making the players stay late to build up the pressure on a game still days away!