Their fat useless tw*t of a manager has certainly got the measure of our fat useless tw*t of a manager.
Play off final with Rotherham and now twice in the first few months of this season.
Proves it doesn't take a genius to work out how to beat a Russell Slade team.
Thanks for last night Russell - got home at 3am, into work this morning and £64 worse off to watch that shower of shit.
And apparently the players FLEW to the game so they would be fresh - to turn in that performance.

Cheers lads.