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October 08, 2017, 07:43:24 PM
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Hey there mister can you tell me what happened to the seeds I've sown
Can you give me a reason sir as to why they've never grown

October 08, 2017, 09:17:25 PM
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Remember that game so well. Beckham was inspired.

I think I stopped caring about the same time that the players stopped caring.

October 08, 2017, 09:22:33 PM
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Major Clanger

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And look at the England midfield now.

Ever since I started watching England, no matter how poor they were, at least one thing was certain: there would always be someone you could trust to score with a free kick. Not any more.
I didn't even remember I had a signature.

October 08, 2017, 10:22:27 PM
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October 08, 2017, 10:48:19 PM
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sam of the south

I remember it well.

I was seeing a right looker at the time.

She was a blonde, 19 year-old first year student at Sussex Uni, a posh Brummie from a wealthy nouveau riche family, with a killer smile and a spoilt attitude!

Anyway, yeah, Beckham carried us that game, no question.

But I'd stopped really caring after the traumatic pen defeat v Germany in Euro 96.

It was just too intense, and by Euro 2004 when the media and Team England cynically conspired to sell Rooney to United, I was beyond done with that shower of shite.

Back in Italia 90 you could imagine bumping into an England player on a night out and have a drink and a laugh with him.

Nowadays they are more likely to look down on you from VIP, and try and pull your bird if they're half decent looking.
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October 08, 2017, 11:44:13 PM
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October 09, 2017, 01:54:54 AM
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The Analog Kid

That was when the World Cup the following year was at stupid o’clock.

I had a house full for the Argentina game at 7am. Everyone was mullered by 8:30. Got knocked out by that freak Ronaldinho goal.

October 09, 2017, 01:55:52 AM
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October 09, 2017, 01:57:10 AM
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The Analog Kid

Probably Euro 96

Our biggest chance since 66, never come that close again.

October 09, 2017, 02:02:17 AM
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Our biggest chance since 66, never come that close again.

Gazza was so close to winning it against Germany in the semi

October 09, 2017, 02:09:40 AM
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Gazza was so close to winning it against Germany in the semi

Painfully close.

October 09, 2017, 04:03:30 AM
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Probably same for me too.

But Euro 96 for me was just a sensational moment and tournament, along with three lions being released and the tournament itself being in England.

I still stretch and stick my foot out even now when I see gazzas miss.

October 09, 2017, 02:31:25 PM
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The Analog Kid

I remember the “superstars” of the ‘82 World Cup going over there with so much promise, only to be placed in the group of death in the second stage against Spain and France. There was some players in that squad.

October 09, 2017, 05:25:07 PM
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Big Nev

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I stopped caring when they always picked a midfielder from the Shite in the team, no matter how bad they were.
Remember Jimmy Case.....wtf
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I was there!!!

October 09, 2017, 06:46:28 PM
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Deffo euro 96 for me ....great team great manager ...if only Gaza was an inch or two taller. 😢

Although the Beckham years have us a little hope .
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