Full on club cricket vibes for this England side, 2 lads can't play cos theyve been on the piss, 1 lad is knackered after bowling too much in the game before, and 1 lad cos his missus gave birth. Back to their Roots...

Hydration break.

Meanwhile, at the Trooping of the colours... 👀

Fan sneaked tequila into the stadium in a flask disguised as a mobile. Mexicans are light years ahead of us.

I started watching Watford in the early Graham Taylor years. And if you were there too, you'll remember what that felt like. A club on the move. A team that believed it belonged higher than anyone thought possible. Kenny Jackett was part of that. He signed for us as a professional in 1980, just turned eighteen. And from that moment, he became something special for those of us on the terraces. Not because he was the loudest or the flashiest. But because he was ours. A Watford lad, born five minutes from the ground, living the dream we all secretly had. In those early 80s seasons under Graham Taylor, Kenny played all over the middle of the park. Right midfield. Central midfield. Sometimes deeper. Wherever the team needed him, he did the job. Quietly. Reliably. With a sharp pass and a football brain that Taylor trusted completely. You don't stay in a Graham Taylor side unless you understand the game. And Kenny understood it. While the headlines went to Barnes and Blissett, Kenny was the glue. The player who kept things ticking. Who won the ball back and gave it to someone more famous. Who kept his shape, did his job, and never complained. Every promotion side needs that player. The unsung one. The one the manager loves because he never has to be told twice. For a fan, watching him was different. He wasn't a superstar signing from somewhere else. He was a local boy who came through the youth ranks and just kept rising as the club rose. When injury forced him to retire at just 28, he'd given his entire playing career to one club. His club. That's what I'll remember. A Watford lad who helped take our club to places none of us had ever been. Who wore the shirt like it meant something. Because it did. He knew it. And so did we. Rest easy, Kenny. You did us proud. #WatfordFC #KennyJackett #RIP

BREAKING: Starmer hits back at John Healey. "We can't fund free breakfast clubs and bullets, I chose middle class children's toast. I'm sorry John has joined the far right but he will be feeling the full force of the law"

Watford through and through 💛

Certainly makes you think. 1 year younger than me and grew up watching him and Les Taylor in midfield. Met him at PSL about 5 years ago when Portsmouth trained there ahead of a Cup Tie at Posh and the nicest bloke you could meet.

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Officer: "Help me, ive crashed"😳 me: "I dont think you have, mate..."🥴

I fear I have been too hard on Nicola Sturgeon for not seeing the camper van parked on her mother-in-law’s driveway. I now understand her husband hid it behind 108 loo rolls. Apologies.

Peter Mandelson refused to hand over his phone so his messages could be published, a shocking breach of etiquette not to pretend they'd been lost or stolen

Winning in Europe isn’t for everyone

Gotta laugh

“Didn’t have the faintest idea what was going on”

Nicola Sturgeon leaving her house whilst her husband is in Edinburgh High Court for embezzling £460000 today. She apparently knew nothing!

Middlesbrough have become the FIRST team ever to lose to the Championship play-off semi-final AND final. 🍼

Millwall - "We're the most hated club in The Championship!" Ipswich - "Nope, WE'RE the most hated club in The Championship!" Southampton - "Hold my binoculars!"

Can I advise against exchange visits