When you're among the elite, you've got to act the part.
Liverpool 3-2 Galatasaray
How about that Peter Crouch. Marking him in the box is like trying to paint a flying helicopter. The lads from Turkey certianly didn't go quietly, but they went in the end. Bravo, Reds.
I know the time. I get it. I'm tightly wound, but know when to kick off the shoes. I pay attention. I observe everything. I know what I'm doing and know how it works. I crave the authentic, the genuine and the classic, and the noise, jive and bullshit of this era will find no purchase on my watch.
And I can flat drive anything.
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