Okay so I gotta tell you about last night’s Villa game, right? Woke up feeling proper tired after fixing the neighbor’s fence all afternoon – bloke paid me in cold beers which didn’t help the headache this morning, ha!
Pre-game Ritual Mess
Around 6pm I dragged myself off the sofa thinking “right then, gotta prepare properly for this Arsenal clash”. Dug through me kitchen cupboard like a madman hunting snacks – found three stale crisps packets and half a Curly Wurly. Pathetic. Ended up burning microwave nachos cause I got distracted by me cat attacking the curtains. Typical.
Lineup Shock
Turned on the telly at 7:45 proper nervous. When the starting XI flashed up? My jaw dropped proper. Ollie Watkins leading the attack after his knock last week! Mind you, I’d bet me last fiver he’d be on the bench. Texted my mate Baz immediately: “WATKINS STARTING U MAD?!” He just replied with eggplant emojis. Useless.
During the Chaos
First half had me pacing round the living room like a nutter:
- Watkins pressing like a man possessed minute 1
- That awful backpass that nearly gifted Arsenal a goal – screamed so loud next door banged on the wall
- When he hit the post second half I almost kicked the telly in – misses would’ve killed me
Ended up scribbling notes on an old pizza box cause I couldn’t find proper paper. Looked like a drunk spider fell in tomato sauce by full-time.
Proper Realization
Shower thought this morning though – Emery knew exactly what he was doing. Watkins running them ragged created space for Bailey’s goal. Might’ve not scored himself, but without him we’d have been proper stuffed. Makes me think about last season when I forced DIY projects when I should’ve rested – always ends in tears or A&E. Smart management beats rushing every time.
Still buzzing about the win though. Pizza box notes now stuck on fridge next to me niece’s crayon drawings. Might frame it if we get Champions League.
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