Monday, September 6, 2010

Was that a weekend?

Oh, of what use is a weekend?
When there's no proper football being played?
When there's no nervous energy to expend,
and news is just about Rooney getting laid.

Ah, but now we know,
just why ole Wayne has been so crap -
He's been at it with another ho',
and has been frettin', scared of Colleen, and a right proper slap.

Hope you enjoyed that. Nothing much going on is there? Some bollocks about Cesc and his move to Barca. Cue Cesc:

"Barcelona did all they could to sign me but Arsenal told me I had to stay, that there was no way they were going to let me go. In the end I had to stay - but the content of my conversation with Arsene Wenger will remain private."

Erm, yeah. Nothing new is there? Coming from a guy whom we all know is gonna leave sooner rather than later, no big deal. Funny how there are those out there who also claim that since Barca have not offered the #4 shirt to anbody yet, the door's open for even a January sale. We'll see.

For now, let's just focus on Bolton on Saturday and see which Cesc shows up. Come to think of it...it might be funny watching him celebrate after scoring a goal this season, no? (If he scores, touch wood!) He who kisses the badge almost every other time. We'll see.

To close off for today: for everyone out there who's having a bad day, who thinks his club sucks, who frets that his club didn't buy a damn goalkeeper, just be glad you ain't French - don't support the French national team, and don't have to see and hear things like France 0 - Belarus 1 and Anelka going on about his goddamn retirement. Quelle horreur!

Let's get Sagna, Diaby and Clichy out of that shit hole, and quick!

2 comments:

Unknown said...

Didn't realise the Arsewiper was a poet!

The Sceptical Tourist said...

Ah, but yes. There's more if you like. Haha.