retired_aurie1201

30.10.2005

Sunday, always a day of rest and relaxation. Some would also say it was a day of worship, and not just when liverpool had the Sunday match of the day!!!


Me and my family kinda went separate ways when it came to religion. I was raised Roman-Catholic, like a good boy of Irish blood will be. But the whole sit, kneel, stand, sit, kneel, stand - and other things just never sat quite right with me. Then, my dad had a falling out with God after my middle brother began to screw his life away, and dragged my dad's military career down the drain with him. So, my dad stopped going to church blaming GOD for somee reason, and the strain of trying to drag three boys to church every sunday was a bit much for my mom. So we all drifted our own way when it came to worship.

So there I was all heathened up on Sunday's - not going to any church really, but still with a prayer in my heart I guess. But there is one thing about "church" that is innevitably true. You will always catch the best birds hanging out there.

Another thing was for certain - most of the birds that showed up at the football matches were almost always of the TAKEN variety.


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Liverpool U18 @ Chesterfield U18

I decided that if I could help it at all, I would try and get to the U18 games, even while I was enjoying life at Melwood. So, a group of my old friends got together and piled into my crap car to take off over to Saltergate, Chesterfield to watch em take on Chesterfield's youth side.

My crap car, you ask? A fine little silver hatchback Ford, Aspire. You'd think by looking at it, there was no way that we would get 5 people into such a tiny space. Cutting out all of the clown jokes, we had actually been able to fit 6 at one time. Two in the front, two in the back seat, and two could actually squeeze into the "hatchback" part, but only if you left the hatch open and got all intertwined.

My best mate Alex had called up that morning and asked if he could bring an extra somebody along to the game with us - and with a playful chuckle he said he had a friend who wanted to meet me. Besides - I couldn't say no until I met her.

Her?!! I think he noted the alarm in my voice and laughed, assuring me that if anybody knew what kind of girls I liked, it was him. He was right you know. Alex just kinda had sense for the girls that I would go for.

"Well, what's her name?"

"Ryann. With two 'n's - Ryann Clark Phillips"

"RYANN! - - - CLARK. Wahaaayyy mate. I'm afraid you estimation of who I would go for has really taken a massive wrong turn."

"Relax Murph, I assure you, SHE is a girl. Her dad's a former American marine type. She's a half breed like you too."

"Halfbreed?"

"Her mum's a woolie. Convinced her dad to quit the marines and settle in Liverpool after one too many trips to Iraq. Anyhow. They start having kids, and a girl pops out. Macho marine type wanted a boy so much, he had already decided on Ryan - come hell or high water."

"Poor girl."

"Well, that poor girl is quite a fit bird. I told her about my other mongrel yank friend, and she wants to meet you."

"Fine, but this is not a date Alex. We're not going to be sitting together, cuddling under the same blanket at the game."

"I said, RELAX bro. It'll be okay."


Alex showed up with a couple of the other guys. He grabbed my keys and sprinted to the car. Somebody else cried "shotgun" and before I knew it - me and Ryann were trying to squeeze together in the hatch back portion of my car. Well, let me tell you I didn't mind one bit.

Alex wasn't lying when he said - fit. She was fit right down to here toes. The best I could describe her is that she was a knock off of Nicole Kidman, except her hair wasn't that orange-red. It was a much darker red, and somehow, not one of those colors you could get out of a bottle. At first glance I would shied away thinking that I wasn't anywhere near her league. I wasn't really, but somehow she made me feel very comfortable right away. Well, as comfortable as you could be playing twister in the back of a hatchback with a stranger. And do you want to know what the funniest thing was. The weather at the game was near freezing. Wet, and breezy - Ryann an I ended up huddled together under the same blanket.

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Liverpool's U18 ran out comfortably against Chesterfield. Mark Noble and Ronnie Bridges were imperious in thier domination of the pitch - and time after time they cut gashing swaths through the defense, only to have the attack break down at the vital moment.
In the 29th minute Noble beat his marker in a sudden burst down the right flank, and whipped in a cross that Neil black fired in from point blank.
In the 44th minute, Ronnie and Michael Nardiello hooked up in a quick one two. Nard's flicked a headed cross to the back post, only to watch Ryan Flynn crash the ball across the line and take credit for the goal.
Jack Hobbs was having a great game at the back, winning everything in the air. As reward, he was given the opportunity to take a PK after Niel Black was pulled back in the six yard box in the 80th minute. Jack sent the keeper the wrong way with his kick, but the ball thumped off the post and was cleared off the line in a scramble.

I was happy to see that lads come off with another win. But truth be told, it pained me to sit there while my team mates played and won without me. I wasn't even injured and I wasn't playing.

But don't feel sorry for me. I did, after all, have the best sort of consolation. The best looking girl at the game, was -- well . . . taken

retired_aurie1201

1.11.2005

"So how did you know Ryann and I were going to hit it off so well, Al?"

"Look bro, I know you better than anybody else - who better to set you up with somebody, than me! Besides, I figured if she wasn't charmed by my handsom scouse accent, she must have bad taste. And if she had bad taste, than I figured you might just stand a chance with her."

*laughs* "Yeah, well - Don't you know she's way out of my league. I don't stand a chance with her, really."

"Well mate, she likes you. Every goofy inch of yer. Just be yourself Murph . . . So, any chance of coming over and watching to Depor game at your place tonight? That is, unless you've got a hot date"

"Bring a friend Al, Ryann wanted to come watch it too. Gotta see if she is any good at foosball - and we need some competition."

"Done. Later bro"


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Liverpool @ Deportivo (Champions League Group D - match day 4)

After a rocky start to the group stage, We'd run out two victories in a row, and were looking better to qualify for the knock out round. This was the second time against Deportivo, have dispatched them with aplomb, 4 - 1 at Anfield. Rafa was likely feeling confident about their chances of taking all three from Deportivo.

liverpool was passing through the tail end of a fixture glut. Many of the players were undoubtedly not fully fresh, and the tired legs really showed through the midfeild as Deportivo would have numerous chances all game long. Rafa started will Momo sitting in front of the back four alongside of Alonso, but Momo just couldn't get his foot on the ball, and was all out of sorts. The first goal was largely left up to his inability to close down. Deportivo's star striker Luque struck first with a cracking goal some 33 yards out from goal. Certainly one of the goals of the tournament. A viscous left footed curler which thumped in off the right post and left Reina standing helpless.

Deportivo continued to look strong, and after 3 close chances in succession from distance - Rafa yanked Momo at the half hour mark and brought in Luis Garcia.

A few tactical switches, bringing Gerrard back into the middle and pushing Garcia wide, saw Liverpool finally wake from thier walking slumber. As is Liverpool's custom of recent, we struck late in the first half when Peter Crouch latched onto Riise's second bite of the cherry on a cleared corner - and headed the ball through a defensive clump. The ball could have ended up anywhere, but we were releaved to see it end up in the back of the net.

Things were looking even better for Liverpool in the 74th minute, when Djibril Cisse broke the Deportivo trap off a sweet slow slow quick sequence with Alonso and Kewell, and fired into the right side netting past the Depor keeper.

Rafa must have been very dissapointed to see the lead slip away three minutes later as Sami Hyppia had an awful lapse in concentration and fluffed an easy clearance. Carragher was too slow to get over and cover and was unable to stop Deportivo's Victor from picking up the poor clearance and deposited it in the net past Reina, who stood no chance.

Dissapointing though it was to drop points, Liverpool ended up heading the group on 7 points at the end of the day due to a 1 - 0 Bayern FC victory over then group leader Inter Milan.

retired_aurie1201

2.11.2005


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I was really looking forward to today's run out for the reserves against a strong reserve side for Blackburn, who were sitting tied for 3rd in the league alongside Everton, just 2 points ahead of us. It had been months since I had played! Okay, not months - maybe only 3 weeks, but if felt like eternity.

I was given another chance with the team, at the expense of Danny Guthrie. Danny had been a solid choice in reserve all year, and had performed professionally, but wasn't looking to be getting any chance with the Senior side. News came that Rafa was shopping him and a few of the other lads around, trying to find a permanent home for them in professional football, or a place to go on loan to give them one last chance to prove they might develope. Guthrie was still only just 18, so he might hook on a loan. But for now, he wasn't even on the bench.

retired_aurie1201

2.11.2005

(Reserves Group 1, Matchday #7)

Venue: Wrexham Racecourse Grounds
Opponent: Blackburn Reserves
Attendance: 2100

Liverpool Reserves Starting Line-Up:

………Mellor……Platt
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…Gonzalez……Murphy……Wilkie
……………Townley
Mangani……O'Donnell……Woods……Raven
………………Kirkland

Bench:

Barrett
Roberts
Jones
Peltier (on 45' for Townley)
Smyth


Score: Liverpool Res. 3 - 0 Blackburn Res.
Liverpool Res: Mellor 4' (Platt), 82' (Gonzalez); Murphy 15' (Gonzalez)
Blackburn Res: none

Man of the Match: Mark Gonzalez


3 weeks since I last played, and the butterflies were really fluttering in the stomach before kickoff. i would be facing real pros of the game in Steven Reid and Gary Flitcroft - both hard nose journeymen looking to push their way back into the first team. Despite their presence, I could sense confidence from our team, especially from the likes of Kirkland and Mellor.

The plan, as per usual, was to come out with a high tempo and snatch control of the match from the outset. It worked to, and from our very first serious attack on Blackburn's net we went one up. In the 4th minute, Conal Platt slipped a sweetly weighted through ball behind the defense for Neil Mellor to run on to and lash past Encklemen, the Blackburn Reserve Keeper

LFC Res 1 - 0 Blackburn Reserves

I quickly forgot my butterflies, and settled into the game. We almost snatched a second goal in the 7th minutes, when Speedy Gonzalez launched a header to me in the box which I flicked on. Platt picked up the bouncer and spun to fire a shot, which was parried away by the keeper. Platt was muscled out of the rebound and McEvly cleared the lines.

In the 10th minute Gonzales took possession in midfield and played a nice long ball toward Mellor. Reading the play well, I took off for the second ball, which Mellor headed forward for me. I rounded the keeper and flashed a shot on the stretch, but it didn't have enough power, and Blackburn center back Amoruso cleared the ball off the line. Oh so close to opening my Reserve account up!

I didn't have to wait much longer before another chance came thanks to sparkling wing play from Speedy. In the 14th minutes, Gonzalez control a goal kick from Kirkland and broke down the wing. Having gained the touchline, Gonzales looked for a moment that he was going to dribble in on goal himself, which pulled Blackburn center back Fitzgerald off me. Quick to recognize the advantage, Gonzalez punched a cross into the 6 yard box which I used my whole frame to dive and get on the end of, glancing the header past the keeper into the back right of the net. Before I could get off the ground I was mobbed by my teammates. Crushed under the pile I was all smiles! Yes! Well, I knew that I could score at this level. And Paco Herrera knew as well.

LFC Res 2 - 0 Blackburn Res.

Gonzales and Mellor terrorized the Blackburn defense all day. Especially Gonzales - first one Michael Cole in the first half, and then on Jamie Smith after Michael was completely shattered at half time. We had several chances to take it to three before the half, but Mellor, myself, and O'Donnell all spurned chances provided by Gonzalez

HT: No really big changes from coach in the locker room. He was large in his praise for us, both on the offensive and defensive sides of the ball - holding Blackburn to one 1 or 2 really meaningful chances.

We continued to dominate the chances, and though I provided good knock down opportunities for my team mates to feed off of, and generally felt that I contributed much to the offensive build up, I had two clear opportunities in front of goal and just couldn't direct my attempts on goal. If we weren't dominating the game so much I'm sure coach and team mates would have been more emphatic in their disappointment that I didn't finish them.

Just as I thought I might have blown my best chances to impress, we struck and finished off the game in a build up play that I felt I contributed to. O'Donnell launched a clearance which I raced to get onto and headed down to Gonzalez. Gonzales controlled the tap down and played a nice ball diagonal past his marker for Mellor to race into, and with his left peg he finished past Enckleman for his brace

LFC Res 3 - 0 Blackburn Res.

There were no more real chances to speak of for the remainder of the day. We had shown real quality on the day, pushing Blackburn down below us on the table. Everybody had played very well on the day, and was proud that no rust had set in during our mini-break. I really felt I had shown more to coach, and also felt I stood a good chance of remaining in the side.


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Stats:
Name(form)min/pas,cmp,key,tck,won,hea,won,key,int,run,off,fou,fl d,sho,sot-gls/ast-note:
Terry Murphy(9)90 / 25 19 5 3 2 12 8 3 2 1 2 0 3 5 2 - 1 goal / 0 asst

retired_aurie1201

2.11.2005

Liverpool U18s @ Sheffield Wednesdays U18s (League Cup Round #3)

The Academy also had a run out in the afternoon at Brakenmoor Ridge against Sheff Weds, in which they were a bit inconsitent in thier play but still came away from the contest with the victory and safe passage into the next round of play.

Noble and Bridges continued to boss the build up of play for LFC, but Sheffield Wednesday chose to by-pass them in thier build up and played a lot of long ball into the U18s decimated defense. What made matters worse was that Dave Barnes went down injured early in the first half - and Sheffield went on to win most of the second balls, even when Jack Hobbs was first to the entry ball.

Adam Hammill, who was turning out to be a very reliable player for both the Reserve team and the youth team, was the hero of the match, scoring the go ahead goal in the 69th minute of play. But after an ugly fall in the last minute of regular time, he too would be added to the list of walking wounded.

Looking at the rest of the squad sheet, I noticed more and more that very junior players from the Academy were making making appearances. I wondered if some of us who had been promoted to the Reserve team for the latest run of games, would soon find ourselves back at the Academy quick time because of the spate of injuries and such.

retired_aurie1201

3.11.2005

I knew from past experience that getting mixed up with a girl usually tends to be a huge distraction on whatever your current priorities are. Lots of things tend to take a back seat to spending time together. Liverpool FC would never take a back seat to anything, but I sound found myself looking to spend more of my off time with Ryann. Who wouldn't really - did you catch that description - hottie "Nicole Kiddman" type.

Turns out that Ryann's little sister had won a drawing/lottery that you could put in for online, or in the Echo - to get an exclusive chance to have your picture taken with 'Old Big Ears'. She chose to have Ryann go with her to have thier pictures taken together, and they wanted me to go along to make it even more official like.

They were all smiles, and even got a chance to heft the massive trophy that Steven Gerrard had once held aloft in that most improbable of victories. Ryann noted where the cup was dented, and I explained it was from when Milan Baros famously had accidently dropped it during the celebrations on the night of May 25th. Ryann's sister ended up paying a fair few extra quid to have thier picture framed with a few extra touches

I had seen the trophy live on a couple of occasions so I was a bit surprised when I noted that the dent looked a bit more jagged, and the cup a bit more shiney then I remembered. At first I'd put it down to bad lighting when I'd first seen it. But then, the more I thought about it . . . the more that didn't seem right.

That night I invited Ryann down to the Academy. The amphitheatre there often served as a stage for local bands to come down and play a gig in front of a willing young audience. The atmosphere was often very good, and the facilities were first rate. I took it as a chance to impress Ryann. Well, the band playing that night 'The Subways' pretty much sucked, but I found that we had a bit more in common that just our mixed ancestry. I found out that there was another person in Liverpool that really liked country western music. An increadibly rare occurance, and one which most people would never own up to in public, much less on a first "date".

A couple of the guys were about also, so I introduced Ryann to Ronnie, Mark, and Paddy. A huge mistake, I must say, as I would later never hear the end of it! - "Murph must have paid to have that fit bird on his arm! How much was she, eh?" and much much worse!

retired_aurie1201

4.11.2005

Some very surprising news came to my attention while in training at Melwood. Rafa and Paco were indeed looking to hook some more of the Reserve and Academy players up with first team time at a lower league team. I knew that Danny Guthrie's name was mentioned, the lad who I had replaced in the side 'temporarily' . . . or so I thought!

Danny was in the training room after the afternoon practice gathering his things from locker, and I overheard him talking to Phil Townley and David Mannix.

"So, that's it then? Do you know how long your going to be there for?" said Mannix, who leaned forward on his crutches, his face screwed up a bit. I couldn't tell if it was in disgust, or dissapointment, or something else.

"Well, coach mentioned that they had asked for a loaner for the rest of the year. He didn't think a year long loan would be best for me or for the side. Coach asked me yesterday what I thought."

"A year!" Townley broke in. "Bloody hell, why don't they just let you go then? By the time you got back who knows if you'd have a spot."

"A year seemed hopelessly long, but coach assured me that I would likely get a consistent run out in a very competitive side. Thing is, I think I still stand a chance here. I know everybody is high on these new lads, but I have already paid my dues." said Guthrie, though he sounded a bit unconvinced himself.

"Normally, I would say yeah, but Danny," interjected Mannix "This new coaching regime doesn't know you very well. As far as they are concerned, nobody here has any "credit" saved up from past seasons. If they see somebody new they like, it's going to out with the old in with the bold. That is what has me so concerned being out for 6 months with another bloody break! None of the staff really knows me here now!"

"I know, I know." said Guthrie, even less sure of himself now. He already had all of his gear shoved in the bag and looked set to leave. "Well . . . so, I talked with me dad, and he seemed to think that a spot would still be here for the taking if I left for only a short time. But he also said if I felt I was getting a fair shake with Rochdale, I might consider making the switch permanent if they wanted me. 'The footballing world is tough to make a living at' - he said."

"Tough! It's bloody damn impossible unless the stars are all lined up!" added Townley as they left the training room. "I think you should go for it mate. Give Rochdale a chance. They are mid table 2nd League - so you'll definately get good pitch time against some good professionals."



For me, that meant competition for a reserve spot in midfield could open up even more! Mannix was still recovering from his injury and Lee Peltier was seeing most of his time in defense. That left Callum Woods and Mark Jones still looking to hold down a regular spot. 3 players, including me, for 2 spots. That math was sounding very good to me!

retired_aurie1201

5.11.2005

I cannot recall another time in my life where circumstances were as good as they are right now.

As little as 6 months ago, I was little more than a b@stard kopite - an OOT taking up some local spot in the Anfield Kop. Now, I had become an adopted Scouser, and although I still recieved a lot of stick for my height and appearance - I also recieved an equal amount of praise as I was easily recognizeable to those few who attended the Liverpool Ressies matches in Wrexham.

Although I'm a little hesitant to mention Ryann on the list of bright spots in my life, as we've really only just met - it sure does feel great thinking that she is going to be up in the stands cheering with a special eye towards me. Don't know how long that will last, or if she even thought of me much outside of a friend.


Indeed the math had added up to me making another run out for the LFC reservers side. For the third game on the trot I was given the starting MC spot - this time in a run out against Bolton Wanderer's reserve side sitting middle of the table.

What's more, we would actually be running out against Alejandro Sanchez Fernandez! Alejandro had been performing brilliantly for Bolton, in his time there he had featured in EIGHT (8) first team fixtures and had found the back of the net an amazing 6 times, with one assist.

I knew he would be up for this matchup, but not in the same way that perhaps a player who had been let go from a team would want to prove something to his former team. I think that Liverpool really liked Alejandro's talent and looked forward to having him returned to the fold after good match experience. Likely a spot in the Academy team would be waiting for him on his return, perhaps even a promotion to the Reserve side.

retired_aurie1201

5.11.2005

(Reserves Group 1, Match week # 8)

Venue: Reebok Stadium, Bolton
Opponent: Bolton Reserves (3 – 1 – 3)
Attendance: 1254

LFC Reserves Starting Line-Up:

………Mellor……Platt
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…Gonzales……Murphy……Townley
……………Barrigan
Mangani……O’Donnell……Woods……Bertini
………………Kirkland

Bench:

Barrett
Wilkie (on 45 for Townley)
Smith ( on 81 for Mangani)
Peltier
Smyth (on 81 for Platt)

Score: Bolton Reserves 0 – 3 Liverpool Reserves
Bolton: None
Liverpool: Murphy 7’ (Townley), 22’ (Platt), 81’ (Wilkie)

Man of the Match: Terry Murphy


I was somewhat surprised to see how many devoted fans of the Bolton ressies had showed up at Reebok Stadium to cheer on the junior Wanderers. Of course, their cheers and cries were drowned out in the vacuous stadium which is normally home to 30,000+ screaming supporters.

Alejandro Fernandez was looking a bit comfortable in hit Bolton kit, but he was very quick to come up before the kickoff and chat around with the coaching staff. It was a little awkward when he approached a few of us he knew from the U-18 side. I laughed a bit with him about the mountains of goals the Academy boys had been scoring – but didn’t let on that I had been in on that mountain. Still I wished him good luck in the rest of his time at the Reebok, and told him we were looking forward to having him back.

We expected much of the attack to come pointed through Alejandro, and had him scouted to a tee. Still, he had his chances as he deftly shook his markers more than a few times – but for the thrust of the match he just couldn’t find the killer stroke. Soon after kickoff, however, he would get a close look at just what had been happening at the Academy in his absence. Buoyed by what I felt was becoming my best form – I struck jackpot. And jackpot in a huge way.

The players were barely warmed up yet, when I had the ball in the back of the net off of pretty poor marking. Bertini tossed in a quick throw deep in Bolton’s end to Peltier. Bolton center half Adreadakis had been marking me closely, but as Peltier turned with the ball, he inexplicably turned off of me towards Mellor, who was already well marked by 3 defenders at the back post. Peltier cross was good, but really didn’t have to be as I chested it down and dribbled in closer, free to pass it into the back of the net past the stranded Bolton keeper.

Bolton (0 – 1) Liverpool : Murphy 2’ (Peltier)

I could have made it two in the 19th minute, as Platt came bombing down the right flank and picked out Gonzales in the back side of the 6 yard box. Gonzales headed down to me, but I scuffed the shot a bit, and the Bolton keeper parried it away.

Antonia Barragan was given a run out at the holding midfeild position. He was lithe for the position, but his distribution on the day would be smooth. He sent Platt free on the right flank again in the 22nd minute. Platt’s cross was whipped in with good pace, and I rose up again to victimize Adreadakis with a glancing header which nestled in the left side netting for our second.

Bolton (0 – 2) Liverpool : Murphy 22’ (Platt)

Mellor’s physical presence seemed to pull a lot of attention from the defenders regularly, leaving Platt and Gonzales plenty of room up the wings to not only provide good service all day long, but also to break behind the defense for some chances of their own. Platt spurned a good chance from Gonzales near the end of the first half, but their willingness to work out wide and dart in accented the chaos that we were able to cause.

Half time: Bolton (0 – 2) Liverpool
Townley who had been out wide right but completely anonymous during the half gave way to Wilkie. Like for like. With hopefully more of a presence out wide, Platt would have more opportunities in front of goal

Platt was kicking himself soon after the restart for his profligacy in front of goal. The tactic to bring him more to the center worked immediately. Mellor and I cut huge figures in the center, drawing the mid-field defense and the center backs over. I nice safe pass from Barragan to me turned dangerous as I flicked on to Platt breaking through unmarked into the box. However, Platt went for power over placement, and was left holding his head as he saw his effort beat the keeper but skim off the top of the bar for nowt.

Chris Kirkland had a comfortable day in goal. Bolton was able to get some efforts in on his box, but it served only to keep him on his guard. Alejandro Fernandez working on the left side, crafted a well timed cross over our trapping defense – which put his striking partner James Gibb in. Gibb’s header was quality, but Kirkland was almost telepathic in his read of the play and almost magically snatched down a sure goal at the back post to preserve the shutout to that point.

We patiently went looking for the third goal to kill off the game. In the 80th minute, after switching fields in midfield twice, Wilkie found the proper killer ball. Andreadakis fell victim to his hat-trick of poor marking mistakes; when given the choice to mark either myself, or the diminutive Platt both bombing into the box, for some reason he went with Platt. [b] Wilkie had only to center it in to me at that point, and before Andreadakis could turn on me, I had turned the ball into the net for my own hat-trick. [/B}

Bolton (0 – 3) Liverpool : Murphy 81’ (Wilkie)

In a bit of a scare, Alejandro Fernandez went down clutching his ankle in the 86th minute – but it seemed to be only a precaution when he was subbed out.

Bolton’s keeper kept the score from getting worse as in the dying minutes he kept out my snap shot effort from a Gonzales cross, and then denied Gonzales himself with a kick save in injury time.


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Stats:
Name(form)min/pas,cmp,key,tck,won,hea,won,key,int,run,off,fou,fl d,sho,sot-gls/ast-note:
Terry Murphy (10) 90 / 33 22 4 2 0 11 9 2 1 1 1 3 1 5 5 – 3 goals/0 assists

retired_aurie

How incredibly well informed that post was. Maybe you'd rather stay away from threads if you don't like the teams that are at the centre of attention, instead of coming up with slagging like that.

It doesn't matter what team people are managing, it's the story that's important and so far, uskopite has been doing a great job of telling his story. KUTGW :thup: