Time to Reconcile?

Discussing what it takes to make
*this* happen. Or gossiping
about Fernando's Aliceband.

Dear Champions League,

It's been a while. I may or may not have spent some time staring at the phone waiting for you to call since I ended things in April. I'm sure you don't need the reminder after our harsh words were exchanged, but thought it may be prudent to remind you anyways

http://cfc-jb.blogspot.com/2011/04/que-sera-sera.html

I will admit that I see you are trying - I mean, you did bring your big party back to my hometown again two years from now. And despite my warnings of a repeat of the worst final happening again, I'm big enough to admit that seeing United just bent over in the final was a little funny. OK, it seemed really funny at the time, but I may or may not have been drinking. I mean, you have driven me to that.*

I thought I'd really worked on our relationship in January when I got a Brazilian (ahem) and a little Spaniard. I took your advice. After getting over my pride, I realised it was not enough. I have now injected us with even more youth. Gone is the Eyebrow of Doom which, let's be honest, you have favoured many, many times in the past. Instead, I have gone for the constantly crouching in Dolce version who may have had a very brief but successful affair with your lesser European cousin.

He wants to help us work on our relationship. He has brought in even younger Spaniards and even a couple of Belgians. I think you'll find that Juan Mata was given offers from Tottenham and Arsenal and promptly rejected them. He knew that this was meant to be our time Champions League.

I thought it might be time to see if we can work things out. You have hurt me many times in the past and tried to make it up to me. I thought yesterday you would have put in a little more effort, I mean, I thought after me taking all of your advice to heart that you'd be a little more serious in trying to win me back. Sure, you did make a tidy little group and ensured that it was one that we can -probably- top. It was sweet to ensure we had a connection to all of the teams. And I'll even give you a bonus for bringing Michael Ballack back into my life.

However, the ridiculous groups you have given to Barcelona and Manchester United made me want to throw up in my mouth a little. I mean Otelul Galat? Really? Really. It astounds me. When you wrote and said that you loved me, I thought you would take this a little more seriously. But I'm willing to give you a little credit.


I think we should take this slowly and see how it goes. Maybe we can see each other and re-assess this relationship at Christmas. I think December 16th would be best to see if we should continue on or not. I have a feeling that you're not going to make this easy.


still no love or kisses**


jb



*You know me too well Champions League. Yes, yes, I do love a cocktail. I can't blame you for that.

**ok..maybe a sneaky one on the cheek [the one on my face]