Elite Lay Smackdown 24/7

Step forward Shouty, Young Gaz, Euro Bri, Dr Shotgun and Big JohnnyMedia, as last night a performance was achieved that will likely never be topped. In the first meeting in months of the correctly filled line-ups, perfection was nearly attained. One team passed and moved, tackled and covered, saved and shot with such brilliance that their opponents were reduced to a crying bitch like rubble. Twenty four goals flew past various shirt lifters representing the JMF between the sticks, who then could mange to scramble a mere seven goals in response. That, for the numerically challenged among you, adds up to a beating of seventeen goals. No matter how much they stamped their feet, accused us of cheating or plain bleated, the fact remains the smackdown was laid down on the cock munching MoFo on an unheralded scale. Young G ran up a cricket score for his personal goal tally, closely followed by the good Doctor and JohnnyM, who caused mayhem on the overlap. Shouty put the brakes on Dead Eye, and left the way clear for myself to direct the attacking flow from a deep lying position. Everybody also played a part in nets, and at the risk of blowing ones trumpet, I was especially brilliant. So what went wrong for the MoFo? Who gives a rats arse, I would say they were shit, but that would be denigrating turds the world over. There will be tears on pillows tonight. The margin of error for the JMF is now slim, as the Righteous Euro have regained their three game advantage, with only five left to play.



EASY! EASY! EASY!



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Line-ups;

JMF- Jamon, Funky Pedestrian, King Dave, Lukelear War and Dead Eye

EURO E- JohnnyMedia, Dr Shotgun, Euro Bri, Young Gaz and Shouty

2007 Season

• JMF wins -19


• Euro Elite - 22


• Draws - 4