Palm Blogging on the sofa 1 - 2 pm
I hate Millwall, and I don't feel the slightest guilt pang, despite my former employment with Southwark Education, Millwall FC's Partner in the Community. And their Assistant Manager, Ray Wilkins, is one of the nicest celebrities I've ever met.
I've got this really bad feeling - the pundits are saying there is no way that Millwall can win. I hate it when pundits do that.
You can't beat the way that the BBC does the build-up, despite Only Fools and Horses and Danny Baker, because they played The Only Living Boy In New Cross.
Oh fuck, if we lose, we get ridiculed by Arsenal, Chelsea and Crystal Palace fans; if we win, it's 'only' against Millwall.
This Sport Aid thing, I'd love to do it, but I'm not sure I'd be able to walk a mile, let alone run right now.
Ooh my boys are getting off the bus - Giggsy, Keano, Ole, Gury (he's from Bury), 'there's only one' Ronaldo, Fletcher...
The last time I missed a United FA Cup Final was 1977, when my sister, mother and I went to the Northern Ballet Theatre at the Royal Northern College of Music (somehow typical of my family...!). I watched 1976, 1979, 1983, 1985, 1990, 1994, 1996, 1999. Actually, thinking about it, I only half saw 1995 because I was at a Union Conference in Bournemouth, surrounded by Everton fans from Girobank. Bad day. I spent the next week in hospital.
Oh fuck, I'm running out of fags. Do I dash out and get some, or assume that Jimmy will get some from Sainsburys?
The fabled Mark Robins goal at Forest 1990 that started It all off. I was there...
1994 I was at a friend's house and we discovered a bag of weed down the sofa. I don't remember much of that match!
Eric Cantona!!!!!!!!!
Teddy Teddy Teddy Teddy Sheringham he went to Man U and won fuck all the Treble.
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