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Post by presssec on Oct 26, 2007 14:12:06 GMT
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Post by Nick the Greek/The Speshul One on Oct 26, 2007 14:17:10 GMT
and from the left field.........
.....Errrrrrrrrrrrrrnie Howe.
Welcome to club and good luck.
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Post by Stewart on Oct 26, 2007 14:24:34 GMT
Welcome to Sutton United Ernie
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Post by manchesteru on Oct 26, 2007 14:26:23 GMT
Welcome to Sutton United Ernie. May your stay be long and succesful!
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Post by SpiderBee on Oct 26, 2007 14:28:50 GMT
Crikey
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Post by jw on Oct 26, 2007 14:33:41 GMT
No idea who he is, but i hope he will get us off the bottom and get some results
Good Luck Ernie
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Post by os on Oct 26, 2007 14:37:32 GMT
I think its a thoughtfull appointment, he seems to tick all the right boxes, experience at this level / played at a higher level/ has a proven track record on similar budget / has a new contacts book to bring to the lane. I WELCOME THE APPOINTMENT and could not think of anyone better when all things considered. Anyone know ant ERNIE songs
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Paul L
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www.from-the-lane.co.uk
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Post by Paul L on Oct 26, 2007 14:43:09 GMT
Well there is...
You could hear the hoof beats pound as they raced across the ground, And the clatter of the wheels as they spun 'round and 'round. And he galloped into market street, his badge upon his chest, His name was Ernie, and he drove the fastest milk cart in the west.
Now Ernie loved a widow, a lady known as Sue, She lived all alone in Liddley Lane at number 22. They said she was too good for him, she was haughty, proud and chic, But Ernie got his cocoa there three times every week.
They called him Ernie, (Ernieeeeeeeeeee) And he drove the fastest milk cart in the west.
She said she'd like to bathe in milk, he said, "All right, sweetheart," And when he'd finished work one night he loaded up his cart. He said, "D'you want it pasturize? 'Cause pasturize is best," She says, "Ernie, I'll be happy if it comes up to my chest."
That tickled old Ernie, (Ernieeeeeeeeeee) And he drove the fastest milk cart in the west.
Now Ernie had a rival, an evil-looking man, Called Two-Ton Ted from Teddington and he drove the baker's van. He tempted her with his treacle tarts and his tasty wholemeal bread, And when she seen the size of his hot meat pies it very near turned her head.
She nearly swooned at his macaroon and he said, "If you treat me right, You'll have hot rolls every morning and crumpets every night." He knew once she sampled his layer cake he'd have his wicked way, And all Ernie had to offer was a pint of milk a day.
Poor Ernie, (Ernieeeeeeeeeee) And he drove the fastest milk cart in the west.
One lunch time Ted saw Ernie's horse and cart outside her door, It drove him mad to find it was still there at half past four. And as he lept down from his van hot blood through his veins did course, And he went across to Ernie's cart and didn't half kick his 'orse.
Whose name was Trigger, (Triggerrrrrrrr) And he pulled the fastest milk cart in the west.
Now Ernie rushed out into the street, his gold top in his hand, He said, "If you wanna marry Susie you'll fight for her like a man." "Oh why don't we play cards for her?" he sneeringly replied, "And just to make it interesting we'll have a shilling on the side."
Now Ernie dragged him from his van and beneath the blazing sun, They stood there face to face, and Ted went for his bun. But Ernie was too quick, things didn't go the way Ted planned, And a strawberry-flavoured yogurt sent it spinning from his hand.
Now Susie ran between them and tried to keep them apart, And Ernie, he pushed her aside and a rock cake caught him underneath his heart. And he looked up in pained surprise and the concrete hardened crust, Of a stale pork pie caught him in the eye and Ernie bit the dust.
Poor Ernie, (Ernieeeeeeeeeee) And he drove the fastest milk cart in the west.
Ernie was only 52, he didn't wanna die, And now he's gone to make deliveries in that milk round in the sky. Where the customers are angels and ferocious dogs are banned, And the milkman's life is full of fun in that fairy, dairy land.
But a woman's needs are many fold and soon she married Ted, But strange things happened on their wedding night as they lay in their bed. Was that the trees a-rustling? Or the hinges of the gate? Or Ernie's ghostly gold tops a-rattling in their crate?
They won't forget Ernie, (Ernieeeeeeeeee) And he drove the fastest milk cart in the west.
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Post by ringstead on Oct 26, 2007 14:43:32 GMT
HE DROVE THE FASTEST MILK KART IN THE WEST
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Post by Andy K on Oct 26, 2007 14:43:36 GMT
Well said os!
I do wonder if Ernie approached us, or we approached Ernie?
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Post by Andy K on Oct 26, 2007 14:44:37 GMT
Woah!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
From Wikipedia....
Ernie Howe is an English football manager and former player. He was Basingstoke Town's manager for 13 years until 2006, winning the Hampshire Senior Cup and promotion during his tenure.
A defender in his playing career, Howe turned out for Fulham alongside the likes of George Best and Rodney Marsh. He was subsequently transferred to Queens Park Rangers.
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Post by Rupert Scallywag on Oct 26, 2007 14:46:49 GMT
This decision makes sense as stated above - and it takes us by surprise yet again.
Welcome and Good luck
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Paul L
1st team Player
www.from-the-lane.co.uk
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Post by Paul L on Oct 26, 2007 14:47:42 GMT
Let us hope that his assistant isn't going to be called Bert...
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Post by Andy K on Oct 26, 2007 14:49:16 GMT
Spare time Mr L, spare time...
Mind you, it does give me a thought about a potential mascot....
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Post by ringstead on Oct 26, 2007 14:50:46 GMT
RUBBER DUCKY
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