Dave Jones remains....

Billy Davies' bitch.

Has a team managed by Dave Jones ever beaten a team managed by Billy Davies?

I am sick of seeing the pig faced Scottish midget tw*t celebrating at the end of games against us.

Maybe Jones should have been on the phone to his mate Holloway to find out how to beat Forest away from home.

Billy Davies' bitch.

Has a team managed by Dave Jones ever beaten a team managed by Billy Davies?

I am sick of seeing the pig faced Scottish midget tw*t celebrating at the end of games against us.

Maybe Jones should have been on the phone to his mate Holloway to find out how to beat Forest away from home.

Interesting post, i have written about this subject before, but the fact is that certain managers seem to get the better over DJ time & time again. Holloway was one, & Keane was another. Interesting how a Mr ericsson will fare?

Billy Davies' bitch.

Has a team managed by Dave Jones ever beaten a team managed by Billy Davies?

I am sick of seeing the pig faced Scottish midget tw*t celebrating at the end of games against us.

Maybe Jones should have been on the phone to his mate Holloway to find out how to beat Forest away from home.

Interesting post, i have written about this subject before, but the fact is that certain managers seem to get the better over DJ time & time again. Holloway was one, & Keane was another. Interesting how a Mr ericsson will fare?

Which tends to suggest a predictability and lack of flexibility in the way Dave Jones teams play.

Hope we can avoid the play-offs as if we come up against a Davies or a Warnock I'm not sure Jones has the guile to out manage them.

If we were to make the play offs, i don't think it will be against either!

If we were to make the play offs, i don't think it will be against either!

Very good point Rick!



If it's play-offs let's hope the final's against Leeds!

If we were to make the play offs, i don't think it will be against either!

Very good point Rick!



If it's play-offs let's hope the final's against Leeds!

Iv'e got this horrible, horrible feeling [not in my pants] that, come the end of this season, our worst fears are going to be unimaginably exceeded!