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Nobody has ever claimed that footballers, in general, are smart. That old saying "his feet
aren't connected to his brain" sums it up quite nicely. So when a footballer says something
stupid, it shouldn't really come as a surprise. Unless, of course, it's incredibly stupid. Ladies &
gentleman, enter Sergei Rebrov.
Thierry Henry is suffering at Barcelona and it breaks my heart to see the situation that he is
in.
The man is a legend at Arsenal and I thought he would have ended his career with us. Obviously that
didn't happen and although I, like every Gooner, was sad to see him leave, I wished him no malice
and hoped he would be happy in Spain.
Apols for light posting, issues galore at the minute, and I got about an hour's sleep last night.
But I've done this for the Times, about Jimmy Bullard. It's not quite what I wanted it to be,
but given the way my brain's working (it isn't) it'll have to do. I'm not sure what's happening
transfer wise.
Labour Day weekend took me away. Off to a wonderful cottage in the Kawarthas, where radio silence
was the watchword. No net, no television. Mrs Still Kicking was able to stand on a dock and catch
weak waves on her berry. That was the method we used to obtain the final score on Sunday morning.
During the game we were too busy singing around the campfire to care about porous defence.
From this morning's Times website. I told you my brain's off. I read the Hughes headline as
"Hughes claims Robinho deal signed in tent".
Emmanual Adebayor is an idiot to say the least,
no justification needed I don't think. The latest in his expanding annual of brain-meltingly banal
comments came yesterday when for some reason he got a ‘feeling' his plane would crash, and
subsequently refused to get on it with the rest of the Togo team bound for Zambia.
This is the low-fi edition of "Who are we playing this weekend?" I racked my brain
about some kind of funny quip or photoshop project I could bring to this, but I've got nothing.
I was going to write about how Stoke City shouldn't be taken lightly and how they are capable of
scoring goals, but that's really just "duh" statements for any team in the league.
The format of the UEFA Cup is something that makes sense to me only in the neighbor-of-my-brain way
of certain advanced math concepts I "know what it is," but that doesn't mean I can
"do" it. We said hello on the street a few times, but then it was like we both kind of
mutually decided [.
