Finally we have come to the final game of the season. No more football after this final game for a whole four years. Or two if you count the Euros. I don’t know about you, but I’m actually looking forward to extra helpings of politics once the football is done. Long live the Queen.
Prediction: United to play like they’ve got nothing to lose except this game. And my love. 0-0 United.
I’m doing fuck all and youse cunts can suck my dick.
Beauty and the Beast (2017)
A live-action remake of easily the best cartoon Disney ever rolled out. Fucking pointless, if you ask me. Emma Watson still can’t fucking act, Ewan McGregor still can’t fucking do accents, and the Beast is better looking as a fucking beast. That aside, pretty good.
Prediction: see above.
I’m really looking forward to seeing all them young kid players – whose names escape me right now – who I have been watching since before they were born and in some cases even before that, make their first senior team appearances with Jose Mourinho’s encouraging words about player availability and their readiness inspiring them on to unachieve the achievable.
Whether we win, lose, or draw, the most important thing is we will never have to see Rooney again. And that’s worth all the Champions’ Leagues.
I’m sure Tom will expand on the salient points.
Prediction: Apple crumble and gravy on Rooney’s bib. 0-0 United.