Sweaty Aston Villa Wimminz


Its not breaking news that women footballers love a good whine from equal pay to the wrong type of boots but here we go again. The Aston Villa women’s team have complained that their new kit retains sweat and is too “clingy”.

Serious stuff and a “big problem” according to BBC sports cunt Jacqui Oatley.

“You can imagine, as a female athlete, you have plenty enough to think about just being the best you can be on the football field without thinking about getting sweaty and your kit clinging to you. And, as we know, women are different specimens when it come to our bodies and can really affect us and how we perform if we’re constantly thinking about how we look, or a top might be clinging to our breasts and our body shapes”.

They couldn’t just go back to the manufacturer and say the product isn’t up to scratch and it needs redesigning, noooo, it has to be turned into some patriarchal conspiracy drama. Funny how some fucking fat ghetto walrus like Lizzo can writhe about on stage in a see through bodysuit and its “empowering” but sweaty football shirts are shameful?

Don’t sweat it ladies, no one is watching anyway….except maybe Clare Balding.

Bbc news

Nominated by Liberal Liquidator.

70 thoughts on “Sweaty Aston Villa Wimminz

  1. This sounds like a blatant attempt to get blokes to watch wimminz football.
    Fair enough, but it’s not the match we’re going to be watching.

  2. Don’t worry ladies I imagine the viewer was dazzled by your footballing skills and physical prowess than a clingy shirt.

    Isn’t this the team of the bint who turned down 90,000 for a night with some huge star.
    Could of got more if she had put the sweaty shirt on..

  3. Castore are well known to be overpriced shoddy old tat. It’s a company with slick marketing owned by two Scouse pikey brothers who have made a packet out of fuck all.
    My advice…..buy Adidas, put it down to experience, and stop whining, bitches.

  4. Just wait until the tramswomen want to muscle in and dominate team selection.

    Imagine 11 geezers pretending to be women, while there’s a couple of token wimminz on the subs bench (makes a change from seeing 11 wimminz pretending to be geezers playing for Man U. sorry, Norm!)

  5. Top-Tip ladies:
    Prior to every match, be sure to spray yourselves from head to foot with antiperspirant.

    • In essence I think the wrong target has been cunted here. It should’ve been the club/manufacturer for thinking these tops were a good idea. But I guess that doesn’t make for an attention grabbing nom. 🤷‍♂️

  6. Next they’ll be moaning about:-

    Time of the month – can’t play to our full potential
    Kids are off school – can’t play, too busy with the kids.
    can’t walk – can’t play, had a 6-way lezzer gangbang last night and my holes were well and truly abused!
    TV – can’t play, Big Brother, Loose Wimminz, I’m a Celeb is on
    Exhausted – can’t play for 90 minutes, can we make it 60?
    Exhausted 2 – can’t play, pitch is too big Can we reduce it my half?
    Chilly – Can’t play in the middle of winter. Far too cold and my nipples stand out like chapel hat pegs!

  7. ‘Funny how some fucking fat ghetto walrus like Lizzo can writhe about on stage in a see through bodysuit and its “empowering”..’

    That’s lunch ruined.

  8. Most of them have no fucking tits anyway, covered by a sports bra.

    Good to see Arsenal are still wearing white shorts, obviously aren’t that worried about ‘leakage’.

    It’s just football, I did watch a bit of the Villa v Arsenal yesterday (always in the hope there could be a wardrobe malfunction) 😉

    One thing I noticed, a fair number of collisions (head), women are clumsy fuckers.

    • As Bill Burr noted, women don’t know how to fall. Ever seen one lose her balance and fall? Fuck me, all over the shop.

      • By that I mean have you seen lady footballers when they lose their balance and fall?

        Not when I give them a good Boycotting, which I’d never do.

  9. My knowledge of football is nearly nil but I can’t help but wonder, who signed off the deal at Aston Villa without getting a load of the kit in to try it out for real first?

    • Brown envelopes my friend. There’s a lot of money in football and where there’s money light fingered cunts always follow.

  10. Whining lesbian wimminz. What they need is a fair but firm man to put them across their knee, take down their knickers and spank the hissy fits out of them. Especially Jess Phillips.

  11. Moan, moan fucking moan.

    Did she ever see the kits men’s teams wore in the late 70s and early 80s. Tiny skin tight shorts that cut off your circulation and a tight, itchy top.

    We just got on with it.

    Play in the noodie then, you tarts! Especially the bint in the photo, who looks worth a rummage.

    They don’t even generate enough money to pay for a pair of socks, let alone every cunts’ kit.

    The evil patriarchal men’s team pay for all that…at gunpoint, more or less.

    No fucker is interested in your ridiculous version of footy, go away and leave us alone!

    • Correct cb!
      There are some people interested in this for some reason. There was a guy on the tube at the weekend with a fresh Arsenal scarf on with some Arsenal women. He got to St Pancras and had to ask them how to get to the ground. I guess his first time, probably a free ticket, and maybe hoping for some action with the ladies on the tube.

  12. Want to be treated like the men but also want to be treated differently.

    On average a top woman’s team can’t beat a decent schools under 15s boys teams. They want to be paid as much as Man City’s first 11.

    If it wasn’t for media hype they wouldn’t have an audience.

    Cunts

  13. Castore are a shit football brand with their overpriced tat made in Turkey or the Far East. Just ask Rangers fans.
    The Scousers who run it were in deserved obscurity until that twat Andy Murray bunged them a wedge of dosh.

      • And the best ball the ’78 Adidas Tango.

        As kids, we felt like Zico or Paolo Rossi kicking that about.

  14. Wendyball is only watched by schoolgirls. In a parallel universe, the BBC would have you believe that crowds of 90,000 watch most games. It is hard to know what is for the best. Hot sweaty tarts might push crowd numbers up, but is that what the lezzas in charge are really after? I understand, from someone in the know, that Tena Lady have expressed an interest in sponsoring a team, but have been turned down. Best not to get involved. It will only end in tears. Bless.

    Good afternoon, everyone.

  15. To be fair the male footballers shirt is more likely covered in spit and nasal discharges.. the dirty fuckers .

  16. The way things are going on around the world, the wimminz footballers will soon be wearing hajibs and burkas

  17. Ah, Jacqui Oatley. A disease of and on the modern game.

    Never played the game, never even loyally supported any club durung her life.
    Yet she never shuts up, thinks she is some sort of oracle and authority, and herself importance and arrogance would rival Mussolini. Her ‘pressure’ and endless moaning and bitching about Manchester United not having a womens team (they have now) put Oatley on my all time hate list. The woman is truly diabolical.

    As Rick from the Young Ones might say ‘Give them a BBC commentary job and they think they’re Hitler.’

    • She can be proud that she has absolutely ruined football coverage for lads, by screeching her unwanted nonsense on MOTD years back.

      She didn’t get the original message back then, which was a resounding, ‘Get to fuck’ and instead of realising she just hasn’t got the voice for it (like all birds), she hung around like a donner kebab fart in the sheets until she got what she wanted.

      These fuckers won’t be happy until they completely destroy Sky, TNT et al, which they fucking will.

      Good. It’s what they deserve.

      Make sure you leave the tea bag to brew a bit longer this time. There’s a good girl.

    • Always fancied Emily after seeing Edge of Tomorrow.

      You think you’ve got problems up the road at Vile Park! Well we’ve got fucking Wayne “granny fucker” Rooney as our new manager!

      Division 1 – all the way!

  18. I’m staggered at this.

    “I mean, like, totally, it’s just soooooo awful. When I run around a bit, I start to sweat. I mean, like, hellooooo, how am I supposed to put up with this?”

    ‘Two sugars’, is the correct response.

    • Two sugars
      smoked back bacon, Crispy fat
      dollop of ketchup
      lightly buttered bread
      white pepper

      cheers love.

  19. That one in the pic has no knockers to see anyway. More meat on a pipe cleaner.

    All this fuss about her is annoying for a kick off. Supposedly the ‘sexiest footballer there is’. But hang on, isn’t this tart marketing herself as such being ‘sexist’ and transgressing woke and loony femstapo rules? Typical nauseating hypocrisy.

    Also, she isn’t all that, not at all. If some famous geezer offered 90k to tub that, then I am screwing Elizabeth Olsen tonight (and unfortunately I’m not). When I first heard about this Villa Womens Beauty, I thought she’d be some sort of goddess the way folk were going on. Like a young Britt Ekland or Jill St John in a Villa shirt. But she looks like one of Fox Mulder’s grey aliens with a peroxide syruo and tattoos. Big disappointment.

  20. At my first football matches the men wore the knickers and sweated like fuck in kits the weight of military dress and covered in mud kicking medicine balls around, beside heading them, that sent them round the twist in later life. Thank yourselves lucky ladies, you didn’t have to start the hard way.

    • Don’t you realise that wearing makeup during play will block up your pores and make you sweat ?

  21. I recall George Best at the end of a winters game against Chelsea.

    Played his bollocks off, nutmegged Chopper Harris, scored a spectacular goal, and left the pitch after 90 minutes piss wet through and covered in mud and bruises. Did the lad complain? Did he fuck as like.

    Yet these supposedly brave and pioneering Lioness types sweat a bit or crack a fingernail and the game can’t go on. A complete and utter joke, the lot of them.

    • But to be fair Norman, Bestie was probably pissed out of his head and didn’t give a shit.

    • Obviously that only applies to the modern era of footballists! Back in the day when they played for piss poor wages, wore kit that weighed a fucking ton when wet and everyone could bounce a cannonball of their heads, into the back of the net from the halfway line, they were real men!

  22. Our wimminz footballerists have breasts?
    Are you absolutely sure?
    I’d have thought the protrusion of chest hairs would have been more of a worry to these testosterone addled bints.
    Still, it’s something else to moan about.
    I see they’re now looking for someone to blame for a supposed spate of knee injuries.
    I bet the words misogynistic, patriarchal and sexist will be used when they find a reason.

    • Maybe they should get advice from some of my home town team’s players who never seem to get a sweat on. If women have to suffer the indignity of perspiration on the field as well as between the sheets then we’ll just have to pay them more. And if you don’t think they’re worth it then you’re a dinosaur and you’re just not woke.

  23. On another note we could feasibly see England, Scotland and Wales all in Euro 2024. That would be fun to witness.

    • England, Wales, Northern Ireland and the Republic of Ireland all reached the 2016 European Championship Finals.

      The European Championships used to be quite good once over but unfortunately, is just another woefully bloated tournament in an already bloated calender these days.

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