652 days until we win the Champions League

>There's only oooone Tony Cottee, only ooooooone Tony Cottee, walkin along singin a song, walkin in a Cottee wonderland

>EEEEEE I EEE I E I O, up the football ere we go, when we get promotion - this is what we'll sing. WE ARE THE CHAMPIONS, WE ARE THE CHAMPIONS - Mickey Adams King, AY!

>Joey! From the arf way line, Joey! From the arf way line Joey! From the arf way line . . .

>Sooooool Sol Bamba! *stomp* *stomp* Soooool Sol Bamba *bang* *bang*

>Don't sell Knockaert, Anthony Knockaert! I just don't think you understand . . .

>Ooooooh his name is Leonardoooooooooo, Leicesters number twenty threeeeeee. Yeaah he cost a fuckin fortuuuuune but he scores so that's alright with meeeeeeee! 2 3 4, ohhhhhhhh . . .

>Golo, Golo Golo, Golo Golo, Golo Golo KANTE! Riyad, Riyad Riyad, Riyad Riyad, Riyad MAHREZ!


Looks like Drinkys off to Chelsea though lads. Core member of the team and that, don't like it one bit lads.

>>77671493
Iwan is a Welshman
He wears a welshmans a hat
He lives next door to Joachim
In a Leicester council flat
He scores them with his left foot
Then scores them with his right
And when we played the Derby he scored all fuckin' night

>>77675745
>Ooooooooooooooohhhhhh, TWAT! You're shit, ARRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

>Ooh ahh Mustafa, I said oooh ahh Mustafa!

>Tia Tia Tiatto, Tiatto Tiattoo; Tia, Tia, Tiatto; Danny Tiattooh

>If I ad the wings of an eagle, If I ad the arse of a Crow; I'd fly over Nottingham Forest, and shit on the bastards below, below! Shiiiiit on, shiit on Forest below, below . . .

>ARRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHH

How is Bernie anyway?

Getting a tad bit stale.