Goodbye Mr Jackson, RIP.
The world really cares.
It's funny how everyone was so caught up with the scandalous Iranian elections before and when a pop icon passes on he takes centre stage from a major political crisis.
Entertainment>>>>politics.
Then there's football and we have our own energy generator in the form of rumour mills, like the great windmills of Holland.
Then captain Cesc comes to the rescue and sets the mills on 'pause' mode.
You see, he's not powerful enough to completely destroy those immaculate structures. No one is. Not everyone is Setanta.
And he's Espana. We all know deep down some day that he'll be returning to his motherland. It's just a matter of when.
For now though, he's with Arsenal, he loves the Arsenal and he wants to win things with the squad he leads out of the tunnel.
Then there's Sp*rs, who probably are dying to show up on our radar. You see, they want Arsenal target Bassong. It's quite funny because I don't see him coming to Arsenal. We have Vermaelen. And Newcastle's defence last term was diabolical on all accounts and they can't point all fingers at Colloccini because a defensive partnership is made up of 2. Good luck Sp*rs anyway. We've got the Va Va Verm so you can have Bassong on a platter.
Sp*rs who, hate Arsenal the most simply because they can't catch up to where we are. Hell, they didn't make the Europa league either. We'll see how far they'll go next term when they have full concentration on the league, and most definitely, the Carling Cup.
Right here you have some statistics. They're interesting to say the least. Sp*rs hatred and Chelsea hatred are on par with each other. I don't know about the Chelsea part but we all know that Cuntey Cunt is a major contributing factor. Other than that, I suppose the rest of the team are a bunch of cuntbags as well so that we know.
Personally, I don't really rank my hatred. How do you hate something less when you hate it all the same? Doesn't make sense. They probably should distinguish between hatred and dislike.
I dislike Stoke but I don't hate them. I hate Hull City. I hate Manchester United, Liverpool, Sp*rs. I dislike Sp*rs because I am too lazy to hate them. They kinda make good the position of Clown of the league. Never seem to fail to come up with several jokes. They are indeed a joke, like starting almost every campaign at the bottom of the table, sort of battling relegation for a teeny little while until new manager comes in and gets them a top 10 finish.
There's a bit of football tonight. Gibbs and Walcott will be in action for the U21s. Gibbs would most certainly start at left back but there should be some doubts about Theo since Stuart Pearce is a cuntbag. Some funny Swedish Blackburn dude I've never heard of or saw the need to take note of has went to the papers to public diss Theo. I thought that was funny. Some nobody from a stinkin team has a big mouth.
And finally, someone with immense intelligence. Arshavin has ditched his agent and now represents himself. Dennis Lachter is probably one of the cuntiest agents after Kia Joorabchian.
Labels: all things not football-related, Andrei Arshavin, Cesc Fabregas, dying from the lack of Arsenal football, Sp*rs, Thomas Vermaelen, transfer window hoo-ha
A Little Drunken Madness @ 6:20 PM