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Friday, October 03, 2008

Some Swearing

What is a football manager’s press conference without swearing? A ham sandwich without mustard, a darts player without a beer belly. Joe Kinnear (temporarily) of Newcastle shows how it’s done. And with Twenty Major having chucked it in, let’s face it, we could all do with a little extra swearing just now.

JK Which one is Simon Bird [Daily Mirror's north-east football writer]?

SB Me.

JK You're a cunt.

SB Thank you.

JK Which one is Hickman [Niall, football writer for the Express]? You are out of order. Absolutely fucking out of order. If you do it again, I am telling you you can fuck off and go to another ground. I will not come and stand for that fucking crap. No fucking way, lies. Fuck, you're saying I turned up and they [Newcastle's players] fucked off.

SB No Joe, have you read it, it doesn't actually say that. Have you read it?

JK I've fucking read it, I've read it.

SB It doesn't say that. Have you read it?

JK You are trying to fucking undermine my position already.

SB Have you read it, it doesn't say that. I knew you knew they were having a day off.

JK Fuck off. Fuck off. It's your last fucking chance.


1 comment:


No swearing, but this is Jeff Stelling's finest hour:

And then there's the classic Robbie Williams meets Martin O'Neill moment:

And Ian Holloway making a minge of himself: