Dida, Dida, Get To F*ck But Maybe Not...

Left this morning seeking comfort regarding the "incident"- as it shall be known- and i must admit i found it in some strange places. First, things first lets have a wee look at the "incident", which made Dida such a figure of fun.

First place i looked for reaction was the cesspool that the lowlifes of the Scottish fitba nobodies usually frequent that is pie and bovril. Too may surprise i found maeself laughing oot loud at some of the comments, early comments, and was surprised at the backing we received.

Then i made a trip doon the wing to the leftback who also shows how a goalie should handle a pitch invader then i for lunch i went for some pies who also started backing up the view i was coming round to.

This view, i will get round to it dinny worry, was re-enforced by Milans Statement and then Mr Quinns rant this re-enforced ma view that Dida's laughable actions and the reasoning behind his actions, to get away wie his error by getting the result overturned will ensure that we will get a fine and only a fine.

If all Brazilian men are as weak as Dida, then we should start an international incident wie Brazil, it would be over in ten minutes, march in, brush against them, Bob's yer auntie and yer sitting at the bar wie some Brazilian beauty drinking Brahma. If i'm ever doon Rio way i'm safe in the knowledge that ma bumbag will be quite safe if the muggers are all of Dida's standard.

Now i know UEFA have in the past have had some strange decisions and i know that we need to get punished but the UEFA statement makes me think that we will be fine.

So while Dida acted like a complete tosser wanted to get us bombed oot the competition to gloss over his howler and he acted like a twat, a spoiled overpaid big Jessie we should really thank him if we end up wie a token fine.

Forza