Fifteen wins in a row has put us right back in contention to win some trophy or other that we weren’t in contention to win at some previous point in history. Seriously though, there can’t be too many games left, can there? Christ, I hope not. I can’t take much more of this.
Opposition Summary: West Brom are down and to the left of Northampton, directly across from East Fife, slightly to the left of Middlesbrough and up-diagonally-left from Southend. How this bears on their playing style is a matter for someone who cares.
Prediction: Martial & Rasherz (feat. J-Matz) – Dropping A Ton Of Skillz (2016). West Brom to work on a comeback with the Artful Dodger. 0-0 United.
As I’m not writings today, here’s some Mother’s Day themed reviews…
Some film called Mother’s Day (2012) that has probably been made:
A single mother, played by SJP, having relatively recently become a mother, is struggling to deal with the challenges of modern single parenting, especially with her precocious daughter being so damned precocious. She takes her on a long weekend to see her own mother – a classic spinster played by Susan Sarandon – and though the old tensions soon surface, a near-death shared experience affords them the opportunity to rebuild their relationship. That aside, pretty good.
Another indie film called Mother’s Day (2014) that has probably been made:
A teenage tomboy played by Emma Stone and her high-school misfit “boyfriend” played by some actor who used to be in Home and Away, make a suicide pact to escape their angst-ridden lives, on Mother’s Day. However, their parents discover their grizzly plans and set out across state in a desperate attempt to stop them. Tissues are a must for the heart-warming twist. That aside, pretty good.
Prediction: 4-9 Berahino to score all 49 to spite Pulis, cos beef.
I’m with my best writing friend Benno on this one (we did some words together recently. It was special and something we will remember for ages. Tom won’t know how that feels), what’s with all these games again. Someone needs to invest all the cash money in the football into some kind of manageable structure that defines a ‘season’ clearly and concisely, possibly within a ‘fixture list’. Then serious journoers like us would be able to plan our weeks around this system, and not have to WhatsApp each other on the day the games are announced.
Here is the thing me and Benno wrote, not cos got nothing else to say: The thing me and Benno wrote.
Prediction: Rashford with his customs cavity search of West Brom’s defenders. Especially the one with the hair and hairband, who’s definitely on the whacky baccy cannabis smokes. 0-0 United.