I found this charming photograph as I was taking a walk down Delahunt memory lane.
Check big Sieb heavy sorting out that rotter Marco Negri with his SONDICO goalie gloves. I was never a fan of the greasey Itailaiano, I once invited him out for a pint in VICCIES with me, Hately, Tom Boyd, Owen Coyle and Dougie Donnelly but the prick REFUSED claiming that he had a poem to finish writing. poof. where are ye now marco eh?! Certainly not in a trendy west end pad like yours truely.
Since my last endeavours, I have been posting some controversial opinions and glorious insights on a certain north glasgow based football club's internet forum. It's certainly ruffled a few feathers and fathers.
Tragically, Jim Delahunt is writing to his fan(ny)'s from his sickbed! I have had nothing but the bloody skitters since thursday and I've just about BLOODY HAD IT with being a man of illness! Luckily, the O has been attending to my every need and bringing me lovely micro chips, so don't worry, I'll be back on the piss and on the TELEVISION before ye know it because I am indestructable. Until then, keep it solid at the back, play a solid 4-4-2 and hopefully I'll huv a solid shite before the week is oot!
Bye!