Don't Worry Guys....His manbag is fine..
Morning Treacles,
I trust everyone’s bank holiday weekend got just a little bit better. I mean with it being officially gin o’clock as of 5pm yesterday in honour of a certain queen’s certain birthday, how could it not be? Not that I’m writing this full of gin or anything. (I’m just going to pretend that each and everyone of you believe me and move on).
Well, after everyone got together at the beginning of the season and called a big ‘not it’ when asked who wanted to win the league, it shouldn’t surprise anyone that there’s been another crack in the bid for anyone to win this thing. To be fair, I may have told a friend over Christmas we weren’t throwing it away...we were just making it interesting for everyone else. it was no fun for anyone (Chelsea supporters aside) when we looked like we could actually win 38/38. I think its awfully generous to contribute to the intrigue. And due to some inclement weather and some surprising teams getting to a cup final, there were some mid-week matches to play catch up so no one is droning on about the tedious business of the game in hand.
United of course marched into St. James Park assuming that a team with no discernible striker and an injured chicken wing loving captain, that the actual 90 minutes was just a victory lap and that the three points should probably just have been handed over at kick off. But it wasn’t to be. Giving each and every Gooner that sick feeling in the pit of their little tummies that they have been given the opportunity to possibly throw something away one more time this season. In August, they thought a maximum of four times would be the best they could do. But oh no, they headed into their North London Derby with the possibility of gaining two points on United in the bid to win the trophy that no one wants. They even made their dramatic end of season bottling all the more spectacular by gaining a two goal lead on their rivals. But for anyone who remembers a previous North London Derby (4-2 into injury time anyone) ... or a certain game at a certain stadium full of large topless gentleman with an astounding 4-0 lead, will know that Arsenal can come apart spectacularly at just about anytime.
Thanks to that engaging match, just about everyone forgot that we were playing anyone on the same day. But come the end of Wednesday, Chelsea have found themselves back in second place with five games to go and a trip to Old Trafford to come. We may not win it, but we are certainly making it interesting. According to the EoD’s press conference, he’s doing his best to help out Arsene and take some of the heat of the Professor by benching our strike machine and goal scoring afficiando Kalou Drogba in favour of our Spaniard. So after this technique worked so well for us against United in the Champions League, he thought why not try it again in the League. To be fair, its probably just to get into Arsene’s good books and he will actually start Drogba against the Irons tomorrow. The EoD is no fool. Oh no. He’s seen the kicking that those water bottles at the Emirates get and is taking no chances.
In other news of footballers throwing away trophies – if you haven’t seen it – do yourselves a favour and watch the Ramos drop the newly acquired Copa del Rey. But as a man with a flare for hair and handbagsdrama he did not simply drop the trophy. Oh no, he dropped it from the top of a bus to which it got wedged underneath. The Special One will have a special place for the special trophy that Real Madrid have not won since 1993. And that actual trophy is now rubbish...a replica has been provided. Anyways according to the Ramo’s twitter defense, he did not so much as drop it but it spectacularly leapt out of his arms in the excitement of seeing all of the Madrid fans. If only he had a cape to help it fly....oh wait...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NXxSuzRpTps
KTBFFH
j xx
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