Yes my imaginary readers, it doesn't get any worse than the dreaded Viva el Phil Babb. Viva el Art Barr and Viva el Jan Molby are about everything that is beautiful and wondrous in the world, whether it be mimicking swimming to Mexicans in LA or hitting 60 yard passes with the outside of your left foot at The Valley. But Phil Babb is bad baby doll, badder than Bad News Allen. Viva el Phil Babb is like sliding on wet grass and wrapping your balls around a goal post.
The Marseilles performance made me realise that nothing's changed and that we've been pretty ordinary at best over the last 4 or 5 games (Portsmouth, Birmingham, Wigan, Porto). From thinking we had a genuine chance to win the league I now think that 5th place and getting knocked out of the Uefa Cup by Everton looms brazenly on our horizon.
I don't even know how many players I picked correctly for the Wigan game, probably 6 or 7. I'm going to keep on trying to pick the team because it's something to do and it'd be a hell of an achievement if I got 11 out of 11. It wouldn't help my life at all in the grand scheme of things but hey, it's the little things right?
Anyway I think the site needs an injection of sweet sweet lucha and reader I'm going to give it to you. Maybe tomorrow or the day after. I actually watched some lucha last night, CMLL from 1998, and Fishman was a grumpy old rudo and it made me smile. VIVA EL ART BARR. VIVA EL LOVE MACHINE. VIVA EL RUDOS. (Puts on leather gloves and rings bell). YES!
Team vs Tottenham:
Reina
Finnan Carragher Hyppia Arbeloa
Pennant Gerrard Mascherano Babel
Torres Kuyt
VIVA EL JAN MOLBY.
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