Sometimes a girl following football is so busy she doesn't have time to post.........
So it was yesterday.
I got home and had just enough time to light our brand new woodburning stove before my guitar teacher arrived. Whilst I was having my lesson my lover made tea.
After eating a delicious veggie shepherd's pie we headed off to the pub to watch the Arse/Tottenham match.
Whilst waiting for the match to start we got chatting to the barman. He revealed that his 13 year old niece is very poorly with an aggressive and degenerative bone marrow disease. She wrote to a charity who try to make the wishes of poorly children come true. Her wish was to have a laptop and meet the Portsmouth squad.
The landlord then proceeded to show us photos of her visit to Pompey, which included her with Sol Campbell, 'Arry and of course the lovely Crouchy (who was sort of bent in the middle so he did not tower over her too much).
As for the match itself - blimey! What a battle!
An in form Arse playing some wonderful football vs the less talented but greatly impassioned Spurs.
Nailbiting to the very last seconds.
Now that - as they say - is real football.
(PS - Looking at the picture above I'm left wondering how many arms and legs Crouchy actually has)
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