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Day 2 – 9th May 2006

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It?s now two days since the Premiership season came to a close, a mere forty-eight hours and already things are starting to go pear-shaped.

It?s now two days since the Premiership season came to a close, a mere forty-eight hours and already things are starting to go pear-shaped.

Sven?s thrown a wobbly! Theo Walcott in the World Cup squad? I thought someone was winding me up but sadly it?s true. Shamefully, Sven seems to take great delight in telling everybody that he?s never actually seen him play! Is it worth me investing in a new pair of boots? After all, he?s never seen me play either! Don?t suppose it?ll happen though.

In another ironic twist, the day Mr McCartney lost his court case with regard to the Apple Logo rights, Mr Lennon got a right result gate-crashing the World Cup squad at little old Shaun Wright-Phillips? expense. Youth really has come of age as far as the boring Swede is concerned. Or is it financially motivated? Have the cash strapped Football Association hatched a plan to snatch the last few kiddies go free places on German charter flights? Or is Nancy secretly on the look out for a toy-boy to replace the balding Swede?

Worryingly, the tabloids are treating it as good news the fact that we?re off to Germany with a forward line that resembles a hospital ward and a kindergarten suggesting it smacks of bravado. Do they not know that this is potentially history in the making that they are tampering with? Has the Swede inherited the mantle of our own Tinkerman, never seen him perform, playing the joker, it?s a knockout style! Knockout ? bad word for a World Cup year!

Back home, nice to see Mourinho rewarded with his second successive Manager of the Year award, shame that it only generated a little over four lines in a leading tabloid, reaffirming my view that some tabloids wouldn?t know real news if it hit them between the Michael Ballacks!

If the England squad selection gave me cause for concern, nothing prepared me for the scenes I witnessed last night. Dirty Leeds only ninety minutes away from the Premiership! Could Kenneth Wil

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