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Mansfield Town vs Doncaster Rovers – EFL Trophy Match Report

Unlike the embarrassing 337 who couldn’t help themselves and don’t have the capacity understand the nature and relevance of a boycott, we didn’t attend. Because of this, and in tribute to all of our shit cunt supporters the match report will instead feature a list of our top 10 worst chants ever heard at rovers:

In no particular order heres our cringe-worthiest verses ever sung on the terraces:

1.) We’re proud of you,
we’re proud of you,
we’re proud of you,
we’re proud.
(Sung after losing or being knocked out of tournaments)

2.)  We don’t care about Rotherham,
we don’t care about Leeds,
all we care about,
is DRFCeeeeeeeeeeeee

3.) O’Driscoll says,
we’re bouncing round the ground,
bouncing round the ground,
bouncing round the ground.
(He never, ever said that. Nor condoned that behaviour i’d imagine)

4.) Easy, Easy, Easy, Easy.
(Sung after scoring, courtesy of the worst type of LAD culture)

5.) I am a Yorkshire man,
I am a Rovers fan,
Don’t know what i want but i know how to get it,
*muffled misplaced lyric*
Cos iiiii wanna beeeee,
DRFCeeeeeeee
(To the tune of Anarchy in the UK by the Sex Pistols)

6.) Woke up this morning feeling fine,
got Donny Rovers on my mind,
we play football the way, the way it should
(sometimes) <<<<<*LOL*
Something tells me we’re into something good
(To the tune of I’m into something good by Herman’s Hermits)

7.) Who needs Mourinho,
We’ve got Dave Pe-enney

8.) Fergie had a dream,
To build a football team,
He had no players so he had to sign them on loan,
We play from the back,
With Marquis in attack,
We’re Donny Rovers,
We’re on our way back,
De, de,, de, de, de, de…

9.) Is this the way to hammer Villa,
Every night I’ve been hugging my pillow,
Dreaming dreams of Donny Rovers,
And the goals they score for me,
We showed you how to hammer Villa,
O’Leary’s weeping like a willow,
Cyring over ref’s decisions,
And the Rovers’ victory,

Sha la la la la la la la – Rovers.
(Tin pot as fuck)

10.) Billy Billy Whitehouse,
Is better than Ronaldo,
Cos we saaaaid so,
Cos we saaaaaid so.
(To the tune of Cum on Feel the Noise by Quiet Riot. It literally doesn’t get any worse than this)