| Central - SEC |
| Danny | takes yin look at the dosh an |
| Central - SEC |
| Danny | clearly wants oot ae here bef |
| Central - GLA |
| Danny | turns tae me n whispers. 'Loo |
| Central - LAL | | Danny | Vs wee neilly ....??. And We |
| Central - SEC |
| Danny | turns and swipes a thick broo |
| Central - SEC |
| Danny | continues oan as if this boay |
| Central - SEC |
| Danny | shuffles his wey inside. Ah q |
| Central - GLA |
| Danny | 's fuckin buzzin. A kin see hi |
| Central - WCE |
| Danny | Gemmel |
| Central - GLA |
| Danny | , nearly six fit awready. A've |
| Doric - MNA | | Danny | kens. https://t.co/s6Kf5rwuhY |
| Central - LAL | @pieandbov Aye! | Danny | whitshisname couldny manage a |
| Central - GLA |
ir oot Brantanamo warehoose!' | Danny | shouts. |
| Central - GLA |
"You shat yirself, ya dick!' | Danny | shoots back. |
| Central - GLA |
You hink everycunt's mental!' | Danny | says, laughin. |
| Central - GLA |
et yees, ya cuttla stunners!' | Danny | is shoutin. |
| Central - LAL |
JANE THE ILLUSTRATOR WI' | DANNY | AN' THEIR KIDS AN! THE TORREY |
| Central - GLA |
‘Aaahh, ha ha, | Danny | boy. Ye should’ve seen yer |
| Central - GLA |
t guy shouted oot the windae, | Danny | ? We couldnae hear him.’ Tra |
| Central - GLA |
'A hope they dae, | Danny | says, Everybody turns tae loo |
| Central - GLA |
‘Ye see, | Danny | hud a bit ay a scare there th |
| Central - GLA |
Me, | Danny | n Kenzie start tae walk doon. |
| Central - GLA |
ds doon an tails it, ‘Mone, | Danny | . Lets get tae fuck. Fuck thes |
| Central - SEC |
ere’s seven thousand there, | Danny | . You know I’m good for the |
| Central - GLA |
wready. There's ma best mate, | Danny | Stevenson. We've been best mu |
| Central - GLA |
you know whit day it is? Oh, | Danny | boy. . .’ he sais, dain the |
| Central - SEC |
'But haud on, here's yer pal, | Danny | McClurg. He's got aa his clae |
| Central - GLA |
kin deid. ‘Whit a shot man, | Danny | . Fuckin belter!’ McDade sai |
| Central - GLA |
nnae start callin him Casper, | Danny | says. |
| Central - GLA |
‘Naw naw, | Danny | . Ah take aw that shite seriou |
| Central - GLA |
unin wae Scanlon an the boay, | Danny | Coyle. Scanlon’s cousin an |
| Central - SEC |
the air. Slowly, but surely, | Danny | appears tae register that thi |
| Central - GLA |
. . . | Danny | Coyle, ah’m McDade’s mate |
| Central - GLA |
‘Daniel. . . | Danny | ! Mere a wee minute son.’ a |
| Central - GLA |
goes happnin like fuck noo. . | Danny | turns n lays Niall Watson oot |
| Central - GLA |
ly. We're suspended fur sure. | Danny | 's mate fae their school hud t |
| Central - LAL |
t happened in the second leg. | Danny | Lennon scores a free kick and |
| Central - GLA |
n pals, our wee six-man gang. | Danny | 's git a big daft smile on his |
| Central - GLA |
ilthy noo fae jungle trekkin. | Danny | sums up aw our fears n realis |
| Central - GLA |
We aw rustle in our pockets. | Danny | swaggers up n pulls a fiver o |
| Central - GLA |
es n under the darker canopy. | Danny | 's handin fags oot ae a Mayfai |
| Central - SEC |
‘Seventeen Going Under’. | Danny | boay is in agreement wae the |
| Doric - MNB | @joe_yer99 Shame it was a | Danny | magnet....erm it wisnae reall |
| Central - GLA |
‘No bad | Danny | boy. This whit the datin gemm |
| Doric - DOR |
She winted tae be ca'ed | Danny | ) |
| Central - GLA |
. ‘Win’t ye gettin chased | Danny | ?’ |
| Central - SEC |
t high school that hus me and | Danny | starin at each other, utterly |
| Central - SEC |
Masel and | Danny | exchange a curious glance at |
| Central - LAL |
e diamonds, Micky Cameron and | Danny | Lennon. As good as anybody on |
| Central - SEC |
the evil eye ah’m gittn fae | Danny | tells me he’s only too clue |
| Central - SEC | @ShaunMcC4llion nxt weel hae | danny | howie n jason leitch - mon t |
| Central - SEC |
t’’ ah tell the boay, tae | Danny | ’s visible horror. ‘’And |
| Central - LAL | ent pass awe night, Mitch tae | Danny | there...?? |
| Central - SEC |
ic band and passes it oor tae | Danny | . |
| Doric - MNA |
we gan tae dee? Soa say's tae | Danny | , "Danny" weis beiyden we ma i |
| Central - SEC |
n this boay’s debt lies wae | Danny | , and no me. Ah lay doon ma te |
| Central - GLA |
That wid almost certainly be | Danny | n that. We'll only huv a few |
| Central - GLA |
A gee | Danny | ma dope tae hod. "Toss that i |
| Central - GLA |
A kin see | Danny | n Broonie sprintin up ahead a |
| Central - SEC | @jackmoffat66 a c wee | danny | hus popped oan - hello broth |
| Central - SEC | got - happy new year tae wee | danny | howie |
| Central - GLA |
‘A junkie’s a junkie | Danny | , who gies a fuck? |
| Central - SEC |
ard. But before ah kin strike | Danny | wedges himself between us. As |
| Central - GLA |
‘Aye, just call me | Danny | though.’ ah sais, shakin hi |
| Central - GLA |
Well done | Danny | . Well done. |
| Central - GLA |
nlon sais. ‘There yer there | Danny | . Thoat ye were gettin the bee |
| Central - GLA |
‘He’s goat a point there | Danny | .’ Pearcey nods in agreement |
| Central - SEC |
oack again, likes. Cos before | Danny | kens it ah’m slammin ma fis |
| Central - GLA |
‘Please | Danny | , it’s Trisha. . . you know |
| Central - GLA |
in me. ‘Here, ur you awrite | Danny | .’ he sais ‘ye look a bit |
| Central - LAL | as if | danny | caz is actually gawn tae play |
| Ulster - EUL |
apt Maisie in hir traiks. "Oh | Danny | boy," she heared, as a heid r |
| Central - SEC |
der ma jurisdiction. Ah brush | Danny | tae the side tae lit this Mar |
| Doric - MNA |
Dana yon bonny Irish lassie I | Danny | La Rue in wifies' claes Wi mu |
| Central - SEC |
m in the puss fur it. Ah hink | Danny | wid plant a great big smacker |
| Central - GLA |
Am | Danny | fuckin Stevenson - the wan n |
| Doric - MNA |
n a liftet ma heed, Nabbie an | Danny | weis rennin aboot tryen tae c |
| Central - GLA |
‘An | Danny | , nae rippin the heid aff it t |
| Central - GLA |
fuck oot ae wan another. Me n | Danny | run fir JP. He skuds Danny wa |
| Central - GLA |
fae last week. He waves me n | Danny | over tae chat. |
| Central - GLA |
y fae his rucksack. ‘Listen | Danny | , aboot whit happened in the p |
| Central - SEC |
derline suicide, ah? Cos even | Danny | ’s littin oaff warnin signs |
| Central - GLA |
omin fae the tinny speaker in | Danny | 's Sony Ericsson Walkman phone |
| Central - GLA |
wae long nails. He walks up n | Danny | snatches the bag right oot hi |
| Central - SEC | get in touch wae jake moyes n | danny | howie - theve aways got plen |
| Central - GLA |
finger. Ye’ve goat her noo | Danny | boy. Nae danger. |
| Central - GLA |
an get ye.’ Nae excuses noo | Danny | boy. Captured man. |
| Central - GLA |
ancy us a wee bit. A kin hear | Danny | talkin tae another wee burd b |
| Central - GLA |
pint.’ ah sais. Nae bother | Danny | boy, that’s whit she wis wa |
| Central - WCE |
rum so's a could torment oor | Danny | wi' rum whin ma maw brung 'um |
| Central - SEC | yserSosse @me_snp @dhowie5 as | danny | is an affiliated member of th |
| Central - SEC | eer oan - question is - is | danny | defecting tae alba - seein h |
| Central - SEC |
urch bells must be ringin cos | Danny | finally exercises his right t |
| Central - GLA |
‘YAAAAASSS | DANNY | BOY, FUCKIN SHOT MATE! BINGO! |
| Central - GLA |
‘Sorry. . . ma name’s | Danny | . . . Danny Coyle, ah’m McDa |
| Central - GLA |
right Mr. Coyle, we’ve goat | Danny | ’s back. That prick’ll be |
| Doric - DOR | @AFCFormerPlayer Dinna forget | Danny | Ward |
| Central - GLA |
ine o'clock bell went. We met | Danny | , Kenzie n Finnegan later on. |
| Central - GLA |
ae rescue him, int that right | Danny | ?’ she sais, lookin tae me f |
| Central - GLA |
‘We’re no gaun up it | Danny | , mare. . . roon it. There’s |
| Central - GLA |
it wis, Michelle, win’t it | Danny | ? A big bastarn thing tae.’ |
| Central - SEC | highlight 2 nite wis the pint | danny | bot me - it wis nectar broth |
| Central - SEC | @Dunsy_27 @dhowie5 sorry but | danny | is jist a wee fanny lol |
| Central - GLA |
it’ll be nae bother tae you | Danny | boy. Widnae huv invited ye ot |
| Central - GLA |
‘Is that you | Danny | ? Ah’ll be oot in a minute m |
| Central - GLA |
table if we beat them the day | Danny | boy!’ McDade sais, hoarsely |
| Central - GLA |
‘ | Danny | ! Whit the fuck ye dain runnin |
| Central - GLA |
‘ | Danny | , wake up man!’ ah’m woken |
| Central - GLA |
acey prods me in the ribs, ‘ | Danny | , tell Paul tae gie us that co |
| Central - GLA |
s fae wan ay the cubicles, ‘ | Danny | , is that you?’ |
| Central - GLA |
t McDade would make ay it. ‘ | Danny | boy, how’s it gaun wee man? |
| Central - GLA |
is eyes ur puffy an inert. ‘ | Danny | ? Whit time is it?’ he sais, |
| Central - GLA |
s in an whispers in ma ear ‘ | Danny | , how dae ah look? Be honest, |
| Central - GLA |
e! That wis ma Granny’s.’ | Danny | scolds him, ‘ . . . ye gona |
| Central - SEC |
‘’Marvin?’’ | Danny | boay whispers. In order tae e |
| Central - SEC |
n work suttin oot, lads’’ | Danny | says |