It happened last night, and it happened again today.
I went to have a shit, and Villa scored their first goal. That second goal was really just unavoidable in hindsight, once John Terry started playing up front with Drogba and Pizarro.
When the team lists first came out, the first thought that crossed my mind was "who's running things in midfield for Chelsea?".
The "new Makelele", Obi-Jon was starting together with the other "new Makelele", Essien. Completing the central midfield combination was the old Makelele. I thought perhaps Chelsea would be coming down the flanks, but then Malouda kept cutting inside. Shrimp Wright-Phillips was being, well, Shrimp Wright-Phillips. He'll run all over the place the whole afternoon, but the lad is so tiny that even the referee sometimes trips on the guy.
SWP reminds me of Jesper Gronkjaer. Except that SWP looks about four feet shorter than Gronkjaer.
it seems that I shouldn't have a shit while there is a footy match going on. Siao. People want to shit also cannot anymore.