Christmas, the season that keeps on giving. Leicester bolstered their top 4 credentials with a very solid draw at home to Manchester City. That means we’re now top on our own (goal difference).
If we win all our games for the rest of the season, we win the league.
IT’S IN OUR HANDS
Our next match up is against relegation fodder, Newcastle United. Nothing in football would make me happier than to see these boys drop a division. I detest their owner and his horrible little shops. I can’t stand the fans and the outrageous entitlement that follows them around. I also can’t deal with their manager, one of the biggest jokes in the game.
I mean, that Barnet. Someone have a word. It’s the follicle equivalent of having BO at work.
Anyway, that ragtag bunch of southerner haters will hopefully roll over like a dog on wet lino. We have them at home which means we won’t get to see their incredible fans leave 20 mins into the first half if they don’t like the score.
GREATEST FANS MY ARSE
The transfer window will also be open. We’ll maybe have our new Egyptian lad to parade to the fans. I mean, if we’ve been in talks all month, why not?
I also read with interest that Madrid are looking to offload Isco. The boy is a dream player, soiled by Madrid and ready to show the world what he has. He can play in the middle or out wide. He has vision and great delivery. He’d bring a lot of class to us. Surely he’s not going to go to PSG and waste away in the most toilet league in Europe?
Some people are talking about Cesc being available as well. I mean, really? A player who destroyed Chelsea from the inside and helped force the sacking of one of the most repugnant managers of the decade?
I see. This could be like some sort of reward? Valhalla for the good deeds on the dark side. I guess he’d also be a pretty sweet replacement for Santi. Young, a winner, injury prone, good for 6months a year and he’s already done the traitor thing to us. I wonder if Roman will fancy doing us one final push of a title favour? If Guus says go… could be a cheap and classy stop gap.
Right, that’s your lot. See you tomorrow!