The Post With A Glimmer Of Hope

What's happened to Le Arse? Started off the season with a bang, raced into a 5 point lead at the top of the Premier League table. Fast forward to the present, and they've just lost 2-1 to league leaders Manchester United at Old Trafford. Now they lie 9 points behind MU, and 3 points behind CHELSEA (!!!!!!) who have a game in hand against Wigan Athletic. That match will be played Monday night at Stamford Bridge, and on paper, it should be a guaranteed win for The Blues.

I was hoping for a 1-1 draw, so that Arse would lose ground on 2nd spot, and CHELSEA could close the gap on ManUre. But that wasn't to be, so I'm slightly gutted. It was certainly a good match for the neutrals, although the first half didn't provide us with any goals. Adebayor had plenty of chances to score but didn't. It seems the scoring boots went along with his hair. He even needed to use his hand to score. Owen Hargreaves on the other hand, didn't. Brilliant free kick curled into Lehmann's right hand post. The German stopper had a decent game, making some good saves to deny Rooney 3 times, but he had no chance to save Ronaldo's penalty or the free kick.

Unfortunately.

Anyway, to those of you who couldn't read between the lines in the previous post, I am now single. Yes, Saturday was the beginning of the end of my relationship with the missus. Some say it was about fucking time. Some say I deserve better (see: SMARTER). Well, the fact is that some little boy in Penang is chuckling over his pathetic "victory". But whatever, other (once again, see: SMARTER) fish in the sea. 'Cept they're either taken, rubbish, or gay.

C'est la vie!

Do me a favour and ask if you need some help,
She said do me a favour and stop flattering yourself.
And to tear apart the ties that bind, perhaps fuck off might be too kind,
Perhaps fuck off might be too kind...