Lesser Footy Merde Platter

Because that's what my mind is full of, and not just because the poop-loving Germans have sent a representative to the Shempions Final.  It's not Bear Team, no!  It's the spunky island of misfit toys, the Yellow Wall of Borussia Dortmund (spoiler alert - more Bo content to follow!). Sadly, they

PSG/Bayern – A Tale of Two…

Giant, prolapsed assholes.  Sorry, we's not supposed to use swears in the title line. But yeah, these two plastic squadrons are expected to win their domestic leagues in their sleep.  As such, Shempions League is their exclusive "dick measuring" domain, and one is about to go out before the Flacco Eight. 

Shempions Sixteen – A Mini-Primer

With the long, cold, hopeless winter/spring/summer ahead of us, one clings to every scintilla of decency that one can.  Which brings me to our intermittent, weekday afternoon treat - Shempions League knockout rounds.  This began yesterday, with MmmmmmmBOP! cold-bloodedly assisinating the Real Cuntfaces of Madrid at the very death.  A beautiful

Welcome to Everton, Arsenal

It ain't get no better. In case you missed it, the Gooners laid a wet fart on Thursday night - one shot on target AT HOME, and Villareal (with maybe what, 10% of Arsenal's money?) makes their first European final.  They'll get Ole's rejuvenated United, who surely gave Mourinho nightmares re his

The Gang Defecates on a Super Corpse

As y'all may have heard...we had Lesser Footy WWIII this past week.  Of course, there are still fixtures this morning (Hammers/Chelski being the highlight, spotlighted at 12:30 on Big Boy NBC)...but there's a turd in the punchbowl, over-powering the flavoUr.  DFO's crack(head) team of Lesser enthusiasts tackle the big issues! Hippo