Interesting to see Woy use last night's friendly against Brazil to check whether James Milner is still shit or not. That's that one cleared up, Woy. He is, and most certainly always will be. Even I could have told you that, and I'm a Border Terrier. Did anyone clock his nose by the way. Woy's that is, not James Milner's. Thinking about it though, James Milner's nose is probably a better dribbler than he is. But I digress. Woy's nose seems to have suddenly developed a bit of an Albert Tatlock look to it. Has anyone from the FA ever checked to see if that really is Lucozade Sport in that bottle under his seat? In the after match interview I kept expecting Woy to put his arm round the TV presenter and say "you're my best mate you are. I fucking love you. Come on, let's hear it.....start spreading the newwwwwsssss, da da da da, da da da da da....fuck off Milner, you're shit....Stevie come on son, join in, you like a bevvie don't you mate, come on....I wanna be a part of it, in old New York....ladies and gentlemen....I give you, on ukulele and backing vocals....Mr Joseph Hart....da da da da, da da da da da...."
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.