Ok, well we’ve got a couple of players fit again for tomorrow’s game against Fulham. Dennis Bergkamp is back as is Freddie Ljungberg before he picks up another knock that’ll see him out for a couple of games. No Robin van Persie though but he could be fit enough to be in contention for Madrid. Pascal Cygan is a week away from fitness, Sol Campbell is 2 weeks away and Ashley Cole is going to be out for 3 weeks with his ankle injury which, although it might not seem it, is good news as I’m reliably informed they thought it was going to be around 6 weeks.
That means Mathieu Flamini will continue at left back while our number one left back when he’s fit is launching an extraordinary libel action against the News of the World and The Sun for not naming him in their gay Premiership footballers exclusive. It’s all a bit complicated so follow the link back there to read more. Suffice to say I couldn’t give a rat’s arse what any of players do with their penii or mobile phones once it doesn’t keep them from performing on the pitch.
The Spanish press yesterday were glowing in their praise of debutant Cesc Fabregas. The consensus amongst them is that he’s part of a new generation of Spanish players and that he just has to go to the World Cup. It would be a fairytale for a guy of just 18 but who can say he doesn’t deserve it? He’s worked hard, played well and gets his headlines for what he does on the pitch. Unlike, say, Jermaine Pennant. Anyway, today’s Marca has this cover stating that the new Real Madrid president has made Cesc his main target for the summer. There’s about two chances of that happening and slim has just left town. It’s not in the least bit suspicious that this story would break before next week’s game either. Oh no.
And that’s it. I am most glad it’s Friday. This week seems have dragged more than Danny la Rue and I think I’ve got some kind of cold or bird flu or bubonic plague. I may forego the usual post work beers for Lemsip and some painkillers. Gah. Still, at least I can sleep tomorrow. Till then so…