Bit of both really mate, our squad issues are clear and I really expected a mid in by now as did everyone else I suspect Sounds like im being childish I know and I do think we are working on stuff Its just there is this working day week then thats it! How long have we been saying Lucas needs competition!
I said very early in the window that I can't see us signing anyone, just a feeling I got having listened and read things that Brod had said. Only signings I saw us possibly making were potential so I'm not surprised meaning I'm far from pissed off or gutted. I am disappointed though because I think we desperately need a CM and I'm convinced we won't get top four without one but then, I've maintained we won't get top four from before the season started as we've never opened up a gap between us and our rivals. We do have the better run-in though.
Im hoping Essien to AC Milan is because De Jongs coming "I've maintained we won't get top four from before the season started as we've never opened up a gap between us and our rivals." Hard to open a gap before a match is played
Howdo pissflaps. So I spoke to my mate yesterday evening. We're not close to signing anyone, but we're still trying. Cissokho to start tonight. Looks like we're playing 4 - 4 - 2. Just thought I'd spread a little happiness
Morning So take it I've missed feck all over last 4 days then, at least transfer wise. Did we play well at weekend?
not really frank, did enough to win, and didn't really need to fully commit luckily, but we didn't play great football for whatever reason ie pitch, told to take it easy if we could with derby coming up etc, but next round of the cup is all that matters.
Yup, take a rusty win and onwards! Bit Nervy about tonight's match: big game under the circumstances.
I like the storms but got a text from tenant saying rain water coming through bathroom ceiling, a guy just went out to have a look "Not interested, needs a new roof. Im not interested in it" were his exact words I'll take a 2nd opinion please
Great DR. While not as eventful as RHC's weekend it went like this. Drank from 8am on Friday through to 2am Saturday, while attempting to engage in diplomatic relations without much success with various female dignitaries from Spain, Germany and Russia. Met with limited success with the Australian representative. Busting for piss as get back to appartment, force myself to stop as bog lid falls, resulting in considerable pain in groin area, eventually finish piss, go to bed. Wake up on Saturday to go snow boarding, look in horror as I begin to piss blood through painful knob and think "hmm, I've broken something here" 2 hours of train journey feeling distinctly unwell, constant urge to pee, constant dread of doing so and suspecting I might be dead by end of day due to internal hemorrhaging. Day of snowboarding cures whatever is wrong (piss now running clear), get back, out drinking again. Kebabs. Sunday, drinking, get on metro with the rest of the lads to go to barca match, halfway there realise I no longer have my Match ticket. Rest go on, I go back to appartment, no ticket, feck feck. Decide to go to match and try and get a copy of ticket with credit card I bought them on. Find my ticket lying outside metro station, Result! Promptly get on wrong metro, end up 5 stops in opposite direction. Get to match, finally, enjoy. Post match bar crawl, walking up an eerily quiet la ramblas and we get chased by a gaggle of African prostitutes trying to remove our clothing. Mate with arthritis in both feet, falls behind like a sickly wildebeest and prozzies, when concluding he's not going to shag them attempt to get him to remove his hands from pockets so they can rob him start to finger his bum. We like the good mates we are, stand, watch and laugh, giving much vocal encouragement and fingering tips to the girls. He finally escapes as peelers arrive. Uneventful journey back home.
**** me i live a boring life compared to you and rhc. you 2 should bring out another national lampoons film.
