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Hoses of the Holy in the Parallel Universe

March 30, 2005

disenchanted, leigh on sea

when our boys tonked the gairmans 5-1 in munich a couple of years' ago, i pretty much decided that i wanted sven eriksson to be my dad. now, like a lot of other people, i've got patricide on my mind. i have come to despise him and his amoral creepiness, and the bunch of feckless don't care bertie big bollocks millionaires he chooses to represent our fair country. i don't care if england win 20-0 tonight, it won't change the way i feel. what's the point of qualifying if you fail so miserably in the main tournament? commentators like to tell us how sven has never lost an england qualifying match. so maybe the fa should just use him for those games, and get a winner for the finals. it's horses for courses, innit?

1 Comments:

  • apples and oranges, mate, apples and oranges.

    By Blogger roy, at 7:35 am  

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