We have some cuntish fans

 think I've smelt a fishy story here, bit of a red herring maybe, something for fans to carp on about? So a couple of old trouts down on Eel Pie Island get fried 'cause they sell their tickets to raise a few (s)quid. A small ad online to see if they get a nibble and you'd think they were a bunch of pikeys! Well, from my perch I belive you're intellectual minnows chasing sprats like these, school of thought being we should concentrate on the bigger fish, those who tell great white lies, the solelless mullet sporting seal the deal types angling to water down the fans influence, trawling the club for money before leaving us floundering. Sure, they're having a whale of a time now, but you wait 'till we hit the depths. Rock on.