More Spurs I'm afraid. Bryne, when and if you read this you'll have to admit that Hull are starting to look mildly doomed. I mean Manucho? I did however enjoy seeing Anthony Gardner being put on his arse by a Palacios rocket shot. I've loved the guy since he limply shook my hand at a Spurs/Leicester reserve game and made a strange gurning noise that should've been a hello. I think maybe he just enjoyed touching my fairy liquid soft hands. Brilliant.
However back to the point. I'm all for seeing a Spurs win, particularly when it drags us 5 pts clear of the drop. But seriously. Woody. What the fuck. With that goal celebration I reckon he's paying tribute to me, my glasses and this blog. Alternatively we've got the hand beast of Pan's Labyrinth anchoring our defence. That my friends is a scary prospect, and certaintly not one I'd like to see in the street outside Majestyk Nightclub. Kate Lawler must've shat her pants each and every morning.
However back to the point. I'm all for seeing a Spurs win, particularly when it drags us 5 pts clear of the drop. But seriously. Woody. What the fuck. With that goal celebration I reckon he's paying tribute to me, my glasses and this blog. Alternatively we've got the hand beast of Pan's Labyrinth anchoring our defence. That my friends is a scary prospect, and certaintly not one I'd like to see in the street outside Majestyk Nightclub. Kate Lawler must've shat her pants each and every morning.
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