Aye. It's not a phone in if you're sober, rational and reasonable. The jeopardy in a phone in was prime post match entertainment. Pished, raging, gloating, incoherent, unreasonable, unrealistic mental rants make a phone in.
Making eye contact with inferior species is beneath me you vile creature. This is my bed now. If you want it back you'll have to fight me for it. I will win.
Yes. The shame is all on your club and your pals on the other side of the city. You c***s are the embarrassment. Synthetic playing surfaces really aren't.