september 6th
10.59 – Stupid aching head. Rigorous sporting activity followed by a bottle of Gordons, some ice, some limes (works very nicely Stevie) and some tonic means I have a hangover in my head and a torso-over as well. I am one giant ache and I think I’ve snapped, dislocated and fractured the cruciate ligament in my shoulder.
AW has quite nicely heaped a bit more pressure on Chelsea after their spending spree. As their fans expect, chairman Boris expects, everyone expects after spending that much cash, Wenger says “You cannot say they will not be a force – all their players are good. They will be a major threat in both the league and the Champions League.”
Someone should go out and buy them a big bottle though, because if there’s one thing Chelsea have lacked it’s bottle and I suggest they ring up Tim Flowers and ask him about bottle and if he’s got a bottle to sell them then they should buy the bottle because they need bottle.
Le Boss also ruled out Arsenal ever moving to the new Wembley. Speaking about what would happen if Ashburton Grove didn’t happen he said “I think at the moment the only solution is to go back to Highbury. Wembley would be out of the question.”
Sol is not gay, apparently. Good to have cleared that up because it was such a weight on my mind.
There’s not much else going on because of internationals. So I’m going to take some nurofen (by some I mean 3 or 4) and go down to the market. Looking at and smelling dead fish will make me better.
Laters.
