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We saw the clock - 16 minutes to go, having created next to f*** ALL in the second half, apart from greatest miss of the season from the skipper.
Xmas misery descending on us all.
Every high-pitch girly GAY voice in the ground mincing out "bring on Jake Robinson, bring on Jake Robinson, I want to look at his pretty legs".
The BIG MAN in the dug-out KEPT THE FAITH in HIS team.
We saw the Stan Ternant masterplan to keep 'em up - turn Gills into a defensively tight, hit-and-hope, long-ball team, little play-making Hessie banished to the bench the bench, instead keep on some big goons to kick every ball out of their own half and steal a goal.
Credit to Gills - it almost worked, they defended as well as many of the big teams that have visited here but they were finally undone by a bit of class.
We've all wondered where it was coming from once we got rid of Currie.
But Chippy today turned back the clock a year - he was our gamebreaker ON SO MANY OCCASIONS last season - and cometh the hour, cometh the man.
What a fantastic goal - THAT'S THE GOAL THAT WILL KEEP US UP - YOU SAW IT TODAY
It could have been all so different.
How many chances did we have early on - carbon copy of ther Stoke game. And then we lose another SHIT goal, Kuipers
But McGhee took two steps backward to take the vital step forward.
The reversion to 4-4-2 with Jonah and OGH back on the wing on gave us that solidity in midfield that eventually wore down overwhelmed the Gills, as it did on so many occasions last season even though it looked scrappy.
WHAT A LAST 15 MINUTES
We won EVERY 50-50 ball, every clearance, every lunge, every tackle. Sheer GUTS and CHARACTER.
But it needed the class of Chippy - what a long-shot genius
Then you saw our much-maligned forward duo win us the game, Mac flick, Virgs finish - give 'em credit, they worked their arses off those pair. They won't score many goals, neither are natural goalscorers, but you can bet every goal will be VITAL ones
What a day. I'm already f***ing half-cut and now I'm off to finish the job.
On such a high and I don't even have to listen to those whingeing fecking tossers on the phone-in to bring me down.
WE ARE STAYING UP
22 POINTS TO GO
SALUTE YOUR TEAM

Xmas misery descending on us all.
Every high-pitch girly GAY voice in the ground mincing out "bring on Jake Robinson, bring on Jake Robinson, I want to look at his pretty legs".
The BIG MAN in the dug-out KEPT THE FAITH in HIS team.
We saw the Stan Ternant masterplan to keep 'em up - turn Gills into a defensively tight, hit-and-hope, long-ball team, little play-making Hessie banished to the bench the bench, instead keep on some big goons to kick every ball out of their own half and steal a goal.
Credit to Gills - it almost worked, they defended as well as many of the big teams that have visited here but they were finally undone by a bit of class.
We've all wondered where it was coming from once we got rid of Currie.
But Chippy today turned back the clock a year - he was our gamebreaker ON SO MANY OCCASIONS last season - and cometh the hour, cometh the man.
What a fantastic goal - THAT'S THE GOAL THAT WILL KEEP US UP - YOU SAW IT TODAY





It could have been all so different.
How many chances did we have early on - carbon copy of ther Stoke game. And then we lose another SHIT goal, Kuipers

But McGhee took two steps backward to take the vital step forward.
The reversion to 4-4-2 with Jonah and OGH back on the wing on gave us that solidity in midfield that eventually wore down overwhelmed the Gills, as it did on so many occasions last season even though it looked scrappy.
WHAT A LAST 15 MINUTES





We won EVERY 50-50 ball, every clearance, every lunge, every tackle. Sheer GUTS and CHARACTER.
But it needed the class of Chippy - what a long-shot genius


Then you saw our much-maligned forward duo win us the game, Mac flick, Virgs finish - give 'em credit, they worked their arses off those pair. They won't score many goals, neither are natural goalscorers, but you can bet every goal will be VITAL ones



What a day. I'm already f***ing half-cut and now I'm off to finish the job.
On such a high and I don't even have to listen to those whingeing fecking tossers on the phone-in to bring me down.
WE ARE STAYING UP



22 POINTS TO GO



SALUTE YOUR TEAM













