Monday, July 25, 2011
The Dugout Awards - Season 2010/11
While my compatriot tries desperately to recover from being left by the love of his life, I would ask all of you to provide him with the assistance he needs to watch his one true love running around with another group of men. You’ll probably also end up doing the same for me when that floozy Fabregas finally leaves me for those damn Spanish blokes, but never fear, we have ready made rebounds all lined up.
My partner in crime decided to get down and dirty, and got himself an exotic South American via that reputable place that is Amsterdam, and a caveman from Newcastle, in Luiz Suarez and Andy Carroll, but I went down a different route. No I decided, in my best scorned lover impression, that the finest form of revenge would be to transfer my affections to someone (almost) half his age. Jack Wilshere, this is the beginning of something beautiful, I can feel it.
While We Were Gone
"Ew what's that smell? Must be my form"
Like the prodigal son returning home to the farm, Nando and Cesc return after a blog-less year. We know, we don't deserve your forgiveness however we are sorry for leaving you in the dark without our amazing/inspiring/scripture-like posts. We were too busy "studying" during the first half of the season and we spent the second half recovering from post-exam celebrations.
But not to worry, here's our take on season 2010/11 filled into one post.
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