Choose a fifth rate,tenth choice,unemployed manager.
Choose hero childkillers.
Choose no championship for 9(nine) years.
Choose fish on a Friday.
Choose Cascarino.
Choose to believe a psuedo Scot bunnet.
Choose a half finished stadium.
Choose hero snipers.
Choose a football top with a big fuck-off logo like a schoolboy's dilated anus.
Choose shite and hypocrasy over truth and justice.
Choose guilt.
Choose guilt every time you have a wank.
Choose to tolerate bigotry and terrorism while slagging everyone else off.
Choose bargain bin players.
Choose a football commentator as your GM.
Choose to sponsor yourself.
Choose a psycho Tally and Portugese as your top men.
Choose to ignore contractural promises.
Choose selective post match critisism.
Choose the Irish League.(Please)
Choose a bottle of paracetemol on a Saturday night.
Chhoose tho mhis-sphell ehvery whord bhy phlacing ahn "H" ihn iht ehvery thime.
Choose hero car bombers.
Choose an affair with the local priest!!!
Choose Guinness,even though you don't like it.
Choose Harp,even though you don't like it.
Choose "good football" over winning ANYTHING.
Choose to ban ONE guy from reading your page when your "in the strongest position you've been in for years"(yeah right!!!) 
Choose to "Back the Bunnet"
Choose utterly blind loyalty to a shite football team/club.
Choose to believe you will win the league again.
Choose whatever suits you,and change it from day to day,hour to hour.
Choose "They'll never win the Euro Cup"because you say so.
Choose utter hypocrasy and whatever you want,your NEVER GONNA WIN THE LEAGUE AGAIN BECAUSE YOU ARE INDEED BHEGGARS.