Another forlorn and empty return from Brent, the arsehole of London. But it could have been oh so different had the referee in charge had the courage to do what was right.
The day started off well, arriving in the pox ridden capital at around 2.15. We immediately got some cans from Tesco and took a walk up the hill to The Green Man.
The place was absolutely fucking heaving, people slashing everywhere, mountains of empties, and a good number of Villans who I can guarantee will have no memory whatsoever of what happened on the pitch. Good job we took our own ale as getting served was impossible. Our gang decided to return to Tesco and stock up on more reasonably priced cans.

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The weather was lovely for a change and we entered Wembley at around 4pm. Up all those escalators to the top tier – we had chosen the cheap seats this time. And what a fucking improvement they were on the £70 ones we had against manUre! Better view, better atmosphere, and half the fucking price. I’ll certainly remember that should we have to suffer another trip to this bombsite.
Anyway, the game started, and there were few chances of any note from either side. We looked OK and the cockney filth hadn’t really bothered Hellboy at all. At half time it was 0-0 and things were looking OK. But once again the referee, this time Howard “I’m bald I’m Hard” Webb shat his shorts and refused to point to the spot after Gabby was felled in the penalty area by Obi-Wan-Kenobi Mikel. A fucking scandalous decision.

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It didn’t get any better in the second half, as this time John “Human Scum” Terry took out James Milner thigh-high. Milner is lucky he wasn’t hospitalized. And Terry got just a yellow card. More spineless refereeing from slap head Webb. Then with two thirds of the game gone, Drogba scored with what must have been his first shot on target. We all knew then that it was “game over” as, hard as they tried, Villa didn’t look like scoring if they played til midnight. Of course the fuckers with all the money then scored two late goals and made it look like they’d pissed it, which was certainly not how it was. For the first time we actually heard the plastic pricks in the blue half of Wembley make a noise. Also, with ten minutes left, you know you’re fucked when you bring Heskey on. Not exactly a game changing impact player is he?

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And of course to rub salt in the wounds, Portsmouth upset the Candle-Wax-Faced applecart and against the odds beat Spuds 2-0 on Sunday to go through to the final. We’d have been red hot faves to beat them at Wembley – as it is it looks like Chavski only have to turn up to claim another fucking trophy. I’m sure I’m not the only one who’s getting a bit bored with the same 4 teams winning everything year after year. At least Man Citeh look like securing 4th place.

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Whilst on the subject of Citeh, I was mildly amused to watch them totally destroy small heath 5-1. Our nearest and not so fucking dearest were absolutely slaughtered and were lucky not to concede more than we did at Wankford Bridge. Hopefully they’ll get physically mashed by relegation bound Hull next Saturday, softening them up in time for their “biggest game of the season” at Villa Park. I want to at least see Craig Gardner in traction after being kicked to fuck by Petrov and Collins, the dirty lying turncoat bastard.

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In the wake of us being shafted up the wrong ‘un by the ref (again) at Wembley, our manager has “had a word” with Referee’s Chief Mike Riley. I doubt Riley was as sympathetic as MO’N makes out as he was also a fucking clown of a referee. At the end of the day they all stick together. Amazingly, Webb is the English rep at the World Cup. Probably because he’s bald and acts hard, can’t be because of his shite officiating.

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So on the face of it, a 2-2 draw with Everton is pretty much the end of us grabbing 5th place let alone 4th. In fact we started the better team by far but fell behind to a free kick that should never have been. This was an early indication of a fucking abysmal refereeing display yet again. Mr Atkinson might as well have been Rowan, in a Mr Bean suit. The prick gave the scousers every decision possible. Even the fans were singing “We always get shit refs”.
Villa worked their knackers off to get back into it and Gabby levelled in the second half……..only for Villa to hand the Time Wasters the lead again 60 seconds later. Both goals by that horrible greasy criminal Cahill.
Oh, and did I already mention time wasting?
Everton wasted time from goal kicks, corners, throw ins. Their players pretended to be injured to waste time and get the game stopped, only to miraculously recover two minutes later. And not one of these instances drew a booking from “Rowan” Atkinson. So it was only fair that the scouse knobs scored an OG in the 91st minute to salvage us a point. There were 5 minutes of added time at the end of the second half. 15 would have been more realistic. Fuck you Moyes you boggled eyed scottish turd, and your team of time wasting snidey fucktards.

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