Straight in today folks – lots to get through:
* The country is going to hell in a handcart. Huge automotive organisations wanting to utilise tax-payers money to fund risky strategies to get them out of the shit? We’re all doomed. DOOMED I TELL YOU…!
* Bet of the night at the Oscars was Mickey Rourke not to win the Best Actor award. I thought Frank Langella would win but I suppose it was nailed on that the stuffy old farts at the Academy would opt for a favourite of theirs in a role involving the old hot-potatoes of politics, historical fact and homosexuality. Just what the Academy like. We all know Mickey Rourke should have won. We all knew he wouldn’t win…
* The lovely Jessica in the Dancing-On-Ice skate-off? Are you all mad? For Christ’s sake…
* Good result for us on Saturday against West Ham, though someone broke into our dressing room during the first half. The only things to be stolen were my crayons, my poster magazine of ‘The Saturdays’, some milk and my latest copy of the Beano. The smart money is on Freddy Seares..
* Man United v Blackburn? A nailed on penalty…
* Man United v Blackburn? Despite him being my Fantasy Team captain, Ronaldo shouldn’t have been on the pitch when he knocked in that amazing free-kick.
* Bad tackle from my mate Kev yesterday, and he knew it. A deserved red card I’m afraid.
* Liverpool have bottled it big time. Rafa really has made himself out to be a bit of an arse since that rant against Fergie. The red-nosed haggis-muncher must be crying tears of laughter into his Glenfiddich on a daily basis…
* Way to go Danny Boyle. Good to see an honest, down-to-earth ‘local lad’ (born in Radcliffe…) tonking the snobs.
* The Brit Awards: Corden and Horne were about as funny as licking the sweat from John McCrirrick’s armpits. Absolutely awful.