So, my beloved DeMbare took on CAPS yesterday….and lost. 2-1 to those bastards? I mean come on lads, what does a guy have to do? Like, if you play like boozers, you get whipped like boozers.
Never mind the fact that we scored first, nor that CAPS were sporting names like Danger Fourpence in their line-up (take that, Andy) – we still couldn’t beat the bastards. Sometimes it fecks you off, I tell you it really does?
On a happier note, Liverpool won, Cisse finally figured out what he’s paid to do thank gawd. And did you see Chelsea? How’s that little Portugeezer to switch to 3-3-4 at half-time? I mean, if you’re Big Sam, what are you gonna do? Yep, they scare me, they really do, and no I don’t see either Arse or ManUre making any headway – is my million dollars ready, AT?