Well, since I haven't learned my lesson and we're being censored once again, I'll go ahead with my post so that my opponents can at least understand why we spend more time in press conferences than on the pitch 🤭😁

By the way, Blago, you'll have the right to post your replies here too, as will Steril, although I'd ask for them to be deleted immediately 😏😘
And as a great French philosopher would say (not at all he's just a crocodile clad singer) "You won't have my freedom of thought!"

Jean-Pierre, did you catch that intergalactic rant against us? We've clearly stirred up the hornet's nest, because between the spikes from the new Stéril moustache comb, the electric clash with Blago, and now Jeff bringing out the heavy artillery against us but playing the goody-goody with Blago... it's great art! We're here, we're bothering people, we know things that even Schrödinger's cats don't know. Frankly, I wouldn't be surprised if these three were the bosses of the Illuminati, or even the Illuminati themselves! And then, the icing on the cake: censored in our interview, and you, my Jean-Pierre, relegated to the rank of extra on TV to please these gentlemen with the XXL melon. That's not contempt, it's conspiracy!
What a tragicomic epic! There goes my freedom of expression. But don't worry, we're not going to be shaken by three illuminati in the throes of an existential crisis. In this dark clarity (that's an oxymoron, Mr Blago) even a goldfish could understand their unhealthy joy. Their speciality? Playing the cardboard hero by attacking the underdog with the subtlety of an elephant in a china shop. And speaking of cardboard, where did the red come from? Ah, what a show, my friends!

who's having an existential crisis?

We should be paid by character for interviews!
Morten or Blagoje, can I post in IMPROVEMENT PROJECT?

bunrocel: c'est qui qui a une crise existentielle ?

I don't know, maybe it's those who take this game too seriously and are constantly posting in the carrot section while proclaiming themselves to be great tacticians, or maybe it's me and my very second-degree interviews 🤔
Well, I'll think about it 😏😁😘

steril: On devrait être payé au caractère en interview !
Morten ou Blagoje, je peux poster dans PROJET D AMÉLIORATION?

Except for Drezzo. He should pay to do his interviews. 🫣

Demi-cerveau: Sauf pour Drezzo. Lui il devrait payer pour faire ses interviews. 🫣

I'm giving my ass in the championship isn't enough?!!! 😆

We're going to put the white square there, folks!

Hey, Mon Jean-Pierre! Did you see the tsunami we unleashed with our last interview?! Half the people didn't get a word, a good third thought we'd had too much to drink, a quarter thought we were megalomaniacs, a fifth thought we were in contact with aliens, and I think a sixth gave up after two sentences. 🤣
But the important thing to remember is that we're the talk of the town. If not for our exploits on the pitch, at least we're having a blast at press conferences! 😜
And that doesn't mean we're going to close our ****** 😁
The championship, you say? Oh dear, Mon Jean-Pierre, frankly, apart from hoping to see Blago miss out on the title, what's the point? We've always known that we're here for anything but that. But that doesn't mean we're snubbing you, at least you're entitled to our consideration 😉
And the future of the club? Hey, you're in fine form tonight, question-wise! Well, let's just say it's closer to the exit than the entrance, that's all. But don't worry, it's not because of the "willy combs" critics. The toad's drool, as you well know, slides off our immaculate dove plumage. 🕊️
Come on! The stadium's deserted, it's just us. I'll buy you a drink, it's the least I can do for the last of the mohicans still supporting me! 😁

Ah, my dear Jean-Pierre, it's the hard law of sport and clubs that like to flirt with the ridiculous.
We've already been shot down in flames because we dared to say that you were the last of the Mohicans to support us. The purists, on the other hand, advised me to see the film again, just to understand what that means. Nice! 🤭😁
Then the bus, that poor bus, got pelted with stones as it arrived near the stadium. We should have had riot shields, but hey, this isn't Mad Max either.
And then, to top it all off, we turn up with our hands in our pockets to play the great Blago. Well, "great" is a misnomer, because his only greatness is his stupidity. For 30 minutes, he and his team offered... nothing. Nada. Absolute nothingness. And all this against a team reduced to 10 men, made up of youngsters playing as if they had cinder blocks for feet. A show worthy of a French comedy with Omar Sy in it. 🤭
And the worst part? The guy will boast after all that, as if it was an achievement. But hey, when you support Bordeaux or Montpellier, even a virtual victory, you take it with a smile. And I can understand that, as a fan of a club that would make The Young and the Restless look like a masterpiece. Let's put it this way. 🤭😂