Jonny G. Evans, Will You Please Go Now!
The time has come.
The time has come.
The time is now.
Just go.
Go.
GO!
I don’t care how.
You can go by train.
It’s time for your final bow.
Jonny G. Evans, will you please go now!
You can go back to Sunderland.
You can go to Blackpool, A.F.C.
You can go home to Belfast.
But please go.
Please!
I don’t care.
You can go for free.
Or for a minimal fee.
Or in a player-exchange for I don’t care who.
Just go, go, GO!
Please do, do, DO!
Jonny G. Evans, I don’t care how.
Jonny G. Evans, will you please GO NOW!
Jonny G. Evans.
Don’t you know the time has come to go, Go, GO!
Hit the road!
Please, Jonny G.!
Buzz off like a bumblebee.
You can hitch a ride
…or travel first class
OR you can go by DHL in a Chevy while wearing your Nikes.
You can hop on a boat
…or tram.
I don’t care how you go.
Just scram!
Get yourself a Za-loosh.
You can go with a……………..
WOOSH!
Jonny, Jonny, Jonny!
Won’t you please vamoose!
Jonny G. Evans!
I don’t care HOW!
Will you please GO NOW!
I said GO and GO I meant….
The time had come.
SO…
Jonny WENT.
(hopefully)
Now some context:
Against Palace on Saturday, you replaced an injured Luke Shaw.
Your defending was shambolic and full of flaw.
It was the first game since you spat on Cisse.
To think you were once so good we sold Pique.
At one point, you actually did well and dispossessed Zaha.
Then you stopped in shock and he recovered the ball, haha!
Ever since Fergie retired, you’ve been in poor form.
Terrible performances have, unfortunately, become the norm.
You can’t stay in front of forwards, you’re a step slow.
Your backpasses almost lead to own-goals, don’t you know?
