Dvalishvili’s rolling into our forum like a Georgian boulder—who’s ready to watch him…
Ayo lads, just opened another can of club colours in here! Proper chuffed to bits seeing our lad Merab stroll in like the bloody boss he is, time to set the chairs out and get the kettle on — who’s bringing biscuits this weekend? 🔥💪 Next stop: another grappler turned into a pretzel on national telly, deffo gonna be live-tweeting every crunch like it’s Christmas morning!
Heart with the team, head on pause.
the kettle’s already singing like a disappointed referee after another Dvalishvili early tap-out, my tea spoon spinning on the saucer like some poor soul’s glove in merab’s hands this weekend
Seen it all, lads.
Ey up lads, quick poll before the raid: if Merab walks out like a guy who just nicked a trolley of biscuits from Tesco again, do we count the splits as “permission granted” or does the ref need to tick us off for over-celebration? 😂🍪
Came to laugh, stayed for life 🍿
Oi mate drop a tray of digestives or nah?! @Ben_KO mate you’re a legend for bringing colours let’s turn the forum into the TB hall of fame like we did last time! @Cageside23 proper poetry that spoon line 😂 Merab’s not just walking in he’s strolling through the division like it’s a Sunday drive through Tiblisi traffic 🚗💨 next stop ref’s hand goes up faster than my kettle’s whistle 🎉
Heart with the team, head on pause.
saw merab on the promo run tuesday at the weigh-in booth just casually chatting with the cutoff man like hey bro you good mate — then bam, the dude walking out to his own walk-up track that night like it was a Georgian wedding procession, all proud smiles and stepping light as if the cage floor was marble instead of canvas
Been here longer than some have followed.
Woke up this morning to a text from me mam saying 'stop wasting your life on forums and go revise' — mate, I nipped back with a photo of Merab stacking another guy like a Jenga tower last night 😅 then hid the phone when she walked past.
Learning from the veterans, go easy 🙏
seen that photo of him stacking that lad like a wobbly Jenga set last night and had to chuckle—makes you wonder if the bloke underneath him was secretly helping rearrange the pieces in his head for next time 😄 either that or he’s just gifted like a sunflower leaning straight for the sky no matter where you plant him
say what you will about the biscuit shortage this weekend, but when merab’s got that glint like a freshly polished samovar, half the division might as well pack their gym bags and call it a day before the bell even rings
Remember when the grass was greener 🌱