march 3rd
09.16 – So, while the fans of one team that plays in red insist that the trophy yesterday was meaningless, and another team that plays in red insist that the Worthington Cup is something every team would be proud of winning, yet another team that plays in red sits 8 points clear at the top of the table.
Thierry Henry set up both Arsenal goals, and tore around the place like a bit of a lunatic yesterday. He has apologised for going a bit mad for a few minutes when he was booked for kicking out at Charlton’s Scott Parker, and then crunched the same player in an aerial challenge. Still, nice to see he can do that. A bit of mentalness every now and then is a good thing.
Yesterday’s game in Cardiff was hardly the classic everyone had tried to hype it up to be. Liverpool were their usual defensive and hooftacular selves, Man Utd were lame. Can any passing United fans explain to me why Rio Ferdinand just ambled back when Owen had his chance to make it 2-0, leaving it to the obviously crippled Roy Keane to bust a gut to get back? Is it coz Rio is a lazy hoor? Either way, United were a different team from the one that beat Juventus in midweek. I would have preferred to see them win it to be honest, but the good thing is this should keep Hoofier in a job for another season – and as long as he’s in charge, Liverpool are no threat in the title race.
Ok, this is a bit weird. It’s a 20 questions game where think of something and the ‘puter asks you …er…20 questions and then guesses what it is you’re thinking of. I’ve done it twice, and twice it’s been right. Spooky.
Congrats to Dead Kenny whose West Ham team have remembered that if they want to play football in the top league next season, they have to win a few games. What better way to go about it than to stick 2 past Sp*rs, causing intense swelling of Hoddle’s already ‘Cher’s son from Mask‘ style jaw. Loved the quote from Cloughie during the week about our friend Teddy. He said “Edward was a fine player, but what’s he doing in the Premiership at his age?” Hahaha – a new liver hasn’t spoiled his big fat gob thankfully.
