Good morning. Liverpool away, God is in his heaven and all is right with the world. Yeah right.
At the very least we’re in for a treat of a pantomime. The matinee is the Dame Comolli starring in ‘The Wrong [Director’s] Box’ and then the 4pm show stars Arold Redschnapps in ‘How To Draw Games & Rubbish People [That Pay Your Wages]’.
Liverpool’s form is tip top. The biggest comeback since Lazarus. If the Bindippers enjoy anything more than looking short changed it’s winning.
The Tottinghams by contrast have been bumbling about like that bloke off that new Yellow Pages advert. Wandering about looking overly earnest to such an extent that within seconds nobody givesĀ flying puck if he finds what he’s looking for or not.
Dalglish’s revival is built on upon home form that is equalled by City only bettered by Yanited and Cheatski. I hope we win but expect us not to. What I’d like if we can’t win is a passionate performance from the team and a brief, upbeat soundbite from our manager.
BIOYBC!
Cole on. Arry spotted writing, ‘OOoh mama’ on a nap.kin
Get in Wigan!
And West Ham relegated.
Luka Modric. what a glorious player he is.
We win at the Dippers for the 1st time in forever, the Scum lose and the Spammers are down. That is not a bad day.
only downsides to all that is that we’re getting psb back and playing thursday/sundays until we throw towel in
“Keano’s coming home, he’s coming home, he’s coming …”
This is actually an OUTSTANDING day: when did we last win at Arsenal and at Anfield in the same season?
It may NEVER have happened (on the basis that we didn’t win at all at Anfield from 1914 to 1985!!)
;)
spurs win at Anfield for the first time in fuck knows how long, goons implode and the Pikeys are relegated – a reasonable afternoon one might summise.