I though that this would be an opportune time to rate this evening's England players after a less than inspiring 1-1 stalemate with the Frogs: Hart 6/10, a bit shit; A Cole 6/10, also quite shit; G Johnson 4/10 really quite appallingly impressively shit; J Terry 5/10 racist shit; J Lescott 8/10 quite good actually; S Gerrard 5/10 Kopite rednose bull in a China shop shit; S Parker 5/10 out of his depth shit; J Milner 2/10 abject fuckin shite shit, so far out of his depth he was drowning in shit; OxyWotsit 6/10 only a bit shit; D Wellbeck 6/10 OK with a bit of shit mixed in with it; A Young 6/10 shit off a shovel. A pooh on a plinth is on it's way to Kiev with Mr Milner's name on it.
You couldn't make it up could you. I spent much of the weekend dozing on the sofa watching telly. Glastonbury was on, although sad to say there was no Snoop Dog, Bone Jovi or any other canine related artists. The big news seemed to be the lack of female headliners and now we know why as one scored a spectacular own goal. She missed her slot cos she was doing her hair. It takes ages she said. Why NOT start doing your hair well before your show time. Aaagh no where's my handbag I've left it in the car, I've got to back to fetch it.