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Tuesday, September 23, 2008

A recap

Manchester United: Drew with those Chelsea bastards.

Liverpool: Drew with Stoke. Stoke.

My team: Made it to the playoff final and lost on penalties.

I: Do not want to talk about it.

Sunday, August 31, 2008

I am grumpy today.

Oh Liverpool. It is too early in the season for you to suck this badly. First the fiasco of Champions League qualification, then Gerrard and Torres both get hurt, and then an anemic draw against Villa, just to finish things off.

Meanwhile, United didn't have a Premiership game this week, because they were too busy losing to Zenit St. Petersburg in the Super Cup.

Oh, and Toronto lost yesterday too, in stoppage time. Excellent. I think maybe I'll just pretend that this week didn't happen.

Friday, August 17, 2007

Always look on the bright side of...oh, whatever

So, let's see: United are having a spectacular early-season meltdown. Steven Gerrard's got a broken toe, and I can't even blame it on Nike.* Oh, and my women's team is about to get relegated. Greeeaaaaat.

For the moment, I am dealing with this by sticking my fingers in my ears and saying "La la la la la I can't hear you."

On the other hand, at least Jermaine Jenas has been left out of the England squad this time around.


* With all these broken toes and whatnot going around, I'd just like to point out that somebody stepped on my hand in my game a few days ago, and I am just fine, thank you very much. Does this make me officially harder than both Rooney and Stevie G?