Although Emlyn Hughes may have thankfully drifted from the limelight in recent years, making him less relevant and unable to compete with the celebrity cunt elite, he remains a worthy nominee. Hughes was so irritating during the height of his media exposure that his cuntish traits will linger long in the memory of those who had the misfortune to bear it all.

A workaday footballer who earned the nickname Crazy Horse, Hughes won several major trophies with Liverpool during their highly successful period in the late seventies, and since his retirement he has seized every opportunity to remind us. Whether sniping at modern players from the safety of a ghost-written tabloid column (it is inconceivable that the retarded cunt could actually pen words coherently by himself), or appearing as a TV pundit to bang on about how the players of his era were more skilful, Hughes seemed permanently in danger of disappearing up his own arsehole. It is unfortunate that this never happened, because hughes went on to be a long-running team captain in the BBC TV quiz show, A Question of Sport, allowing his whining, shrill voice to grate on a wider audience.

The squeaky cunt thought he was a comic genius as he trotted out tiresome and hackneyed banter with his dopey opposite number, Bill Beaumont. The BBC eventually came to its senses and these two witless dipshits are now long gone from the show, but both are on record as firm supporters of the Conservative party. Crazy Horse? Crazy Cunt, more like.
- SJ

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