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 | | Published on Tue 30 January 2007 11: 04 |
 | | Published on Tue 30 January 2007 11: 04 |
Eagle-eyed readers may remember that a few weeks ago a group of Nottingham Forest players were the subject of a police inspection after a boozy do in their adopted city got a bit boisterous. In other words a group of over-paid third division players rattling around in empty pubs on January 2 nd didn't have enough solarium assistants to ogle, broke a few glasses and called a couple of members of bar staff nasty names. Of course if they'd been celebrating a hard fought victory over a Premiership high-flyer (which is unlikely following them spending the first 45 minutes at Stamford Bridge staring at their hosts' shiny hair), you'd understand a bit of youthful exuberance. Seemingly losing 5-0 to Oldham is also sufficient.
So far, so provincial news story!
Step forward then Neil Harris.
Now, we're not sure if he eats a bit too much bran or just simply wasn't able to use the toilets cos the rest of his under-achieving companions were already occupying the cubicles in Nottingham's Muse bar. What we do know is that the fat-arsed striker for some reason decided to drop his slacks and lay a turd in the middle of the bar floor!
Harris is therefore the only person with one bollock, other than Hitler, than you can officially not feel sorry for. Which is why two days later he was off loaded to Millwall! Fucking twat!
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