Welcome to another R-Splug R-Scast on R-Splug.com with me, R-Splugr, with thanks as always

to classicfootportshirts.co.uk, who this week have provided me with a very special

prize, which is 100 pounds worth of credit for their online store, which you can find,

obviously, at www.classicfootportshirts.co.uk.

Stay tuned to find out how to enter the competition. There'll be more details on that a little

bit later on.

Coming up between now and the end of the R-Scast, which will not be as long as last

weeks, we have got R-Splugr Hawkins.

We've got the man in the bar with another player history, a blog chat with a friend of mine

who's a journalist and a Manchester United fan for his troubles, and some other bits

and pieces in between.

You know, the usual kind of crap that, you know, just tends to happen when you're recording

this thing.

So it's been a fairly quiet week, no midweek matches, nothing really happening in terms

of, you know, exciting news stories.

We beat Blackburn last Saturday, which was a truly fantastic performance, and I must just

take this time to say, fuck you, you useless cunts to N-T-L. On Saturday morning, I rang

them up, and I said, hello, please, I'd like to order the Arsenal Blackburn game for

the pay-per-view, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.

And the girl said, yeah, normally we sell the matches in twos, there's another pay-per-view

match this morning.

I don't know, I don't remember what it was, but she said, you know, seeing as you're calling

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