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Sorry mate...

I.

S: Hating this!

P: Loving it. Sorry. Hating not being able to watch it properly though.

S: FUCK OFF. Not that prick. Anyone but him!

P: Why?

S: Huh? It's 3-0 now. And Theo scored.

P: What? My feed just fucked up! Holy shit

S: Ha, your feed is fucked. It's like a season behind.

II.

P: Okay I'm back. Theo score another yet? No but you did, I see. So it's not over yet.

S: Er, it's over.

P: Your season you mean?

S: No, just the game mate. Bet we still win more than you!

P: Ha

S: I'm not joking; I bet we do. We're guaranteed to win the Bird Shooter Cup anyway.

P: Well I may not win the Bird Shooter, but I'll take the consolaton of placing above you!

S: In what? The Champions League? No. The league? No.

P: The Carling Cup.

S: Hahaha, was just typing that!

III.

S: No! Drogba's taking corners now. First penalties, now corners.

P: Not a good sign...

S: Get in the middle you mug.