Another late Arsewipe...

It's Monday. All that I've seen of Saturday so far were the three goals, and highlights from Match of the Day.

I was actually following the game via my phone - you know, refreshing the damn ESPNSoccernet match page every 5 minutes while trying not to appear rude during dinner...Anyway, there I am refreshing the damn thing, and as FT drew ever closer, I started composing within my head what this entry would say, e.g. "We tried, but it was not to be", "We gave it good go, but alas..."

At the same time, more than ever, there was still a glimmer of hope, even expectation that I'd see the score change. And lo and behold. The Bent Nick delivered.

The main points that I've come away with:

1. We played kinda crap.

2. But we had the balls. Belief, some would say.

3. Quite unlike seasons past.

4. Things look good. Man U will have tricky ties coming up, and I can't wait.

5. The pitch was awful. What on earth was the EPL doing allowing the game to go ahead with the pitch looking like wet cow dung, and with all those extra lines on? What is Hull up to man? What are we going to have next? Lines for tennis courts, basketball courts and netball? Get a life. I know Hull is probably better known for rugby, but this is not quite right.

6. Stamford Bridge looked like crap too.

7. We need a new system. For teams that have all that money, not to put it into maintaining their pitch...

8. This is what I say. For pitches that aren't quite up to scratch, the ref calls off the game and replays it at the opposing team's grounds next time round.

9. If we could do it year in, year out at Highbury and now at the Emirates, anyone else can. (If they want to that is).

So it's Monday, and the fallout from the KC Stadium is that Phil Brown has been sacked. How absolutely sweet. That we were the ones to deal the final blow, the coup de grace. May we never ever see that Perma-tan and those damn ear-pieces ever again. On that latter point, unfortunately, Fat Sam seems to have taken a long-term liking to them, unfortunately.

We have one more week of rest to go. Hopefully, Cesc will be fit for West Ham. Hopefully, we'll really do some damage in making up the goal difference deficit, and hopefully, Sol rests up and suddenly finds himself that much faster. All in all, as cover for Billy, I'll have to say it's been pretty good so far. God bless his soul and his big fat thighs.

All else seems quiet on the Arse front. The news - even in the venerable BBC - is of Beckham's achilles. This is exactly why I hate England. Don't get me wrong. I kinda like the dude. The last of his generation. Now, all we see are the likes of Lampard, Terry, Cole, Rooney... the epitome off classless-ness.

For now, I'm resting up with Liverpool (blurgh) vs....Pompey (blurgh x2). Hopefully, we'll get some amusement value out of the game.

See ya all.