In the USA, he could never afford it, and a crime against the club, turned away investors with..."deep pockets".

Thats his words. Defeat tomorrow, gates after that of 2,200. Same old turgid garbage, churning out the same old tired cliches, over and over.

Forensic discussion about this that and the other. Surely this is death from repitition, a chinese drip torture, to be repeated for ever more.

Lincoln, game number 5,866, over the years, endless, pointless, ever on and on and on and on and on. This is how god, in his efforts to manage eternity chooses to pass eternity.

If there was another poster on here, they would pull me up on saying...he....

When we are born apparently we have drunk from the river of forgetfullness, im sure thats an analogy, so that we dont remember eternity. I need a pint now, to forget the shock of remembering the nuclear war of awfulness v Lincoln.

Or any other game, can i have my mind wiped? That i could walk into the abbey and wonder, wot the eff is this?

And of the clubs criminal past.