Blues winger Adam Cracknell’s face looks as soft as a baby’s butt. YEAH GOOD LUCK GROWING A BEARD, BUD!
YOU’RE KILLING ME, BACKES! Between your neck, which let’s face it, looks covered in pubes, and your teams collapse (my playoff pool relies heavily on your teams success), I’m (almost) thinking of throwing in the playoff towel and admitting defeat.
I can’t even concentrate on facial hair right now. At least not with these blue-looking SOB’s moping around. I know you’re called the Blues but shit, you don’t have to play the part. IT’S ONLY ONE GAME! Buck-up, boys, you’ll get ‘em next time.
