Bad Bob wrote:I'm squirming this morning too. Big time! Played LFC v. Chelsea 4 times on the X-Box last night and they turned us over with ease 3 times. Might be a bad sign or it might be the fact that I'm rubbish!If, however, Bellamy runs the right channel in the 2nd minute and crosses for Kuyt to head home tonight we'll go on to win it 4-1: my X-Box portended it!
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BTW, I wonder if they're as nervous on the Chelsea message boards? Actually, those dandified glory hunters probably don't even know there's a game:
Tristan: "Do our gents play in the Champions League tonight or on the morrow?"
Sebastian: "Who can say, old chap? This football lark is so taxing to follow. I wish father hadn't put some of my trust fund into season tickets. It'll make a man of me, he said, but the stadium is too noisy and they don't serve a proper claret in the VIP section."
Tristan: "And what on earth were we to do with those hideous blue and white kerchiefs that they passed around last week? Swing them about in the air? The very idea is so debasing! And, to think we were actually expected to sing to the players throughout the match. I refused to, you know, as did all of the lads from the country club. I mean honestly, the players are supposed to entertain us not have us bellow at them lack a pack of braying a.sses. What would my esteemed colleagues in the academy choral ensemble think if they heard me squandering my sonorous mezzo-soprano on off-colour football songs?"
Sebastian: "Truthfully, I'm glad this team is declining. I'm quite ready for a new hobby. Fancy a sniff round the polo match this weekend?"
next time, be chelsea on the xbox, then we will win bob
