Arrrgh, what a kick in the stones. Lotto Citeh beat Liverpool 3-0… Barry scores a goal and gets Man of The Match and fucking Milner gets another MotM. Surely these toerags aren’t going to buy the title? Hopefully the wheels will fall off eventually. Blue fucking Moon my arse.
I don’t think Villa are ever destined to do any good in European competion ever again. I come to this conclusion after we crash out of the Europa league for the second year running to the same team at the first hurdle. OK, the referee was pretty shite, but not as shite as some of our defending. Beye and Davies in particular… what the fuck was Davies thinking when he pissed about and lofted a ball out for a corner that he could have just kicked into touch for a throw in? Of course Rapid scored from the resulting corner. Petrov’s woeful penalty miss…and the even more pathetic miss by Heskey from the rebound. Open goal? You fucking bet.
Heskey did manage to put us back in front although I don’t think he knew too much about it, but instead of shutting up shop and seeing the game out, Villa decided to go into a fucking coma; within 4 minutes we were 3-2 down and out.
At least Gabby is back and scoring…oh that’s right, he only lasted 40 minutes. Bollocks. And those fucking Austrian fans….I hope you all get chained up in your Dad’s basement and arse fucked for 25 years.
So now it must have become crystal clear to Mr Lerner that Kevin MacDonald is not an option for manager of Aston Villa. The last two games have proven that without any doubt whatsoever. Not sure myself who that man should be but last night I found myself cursing Martin O’Neill and the timing of his departure. In fact things seem so desperate I think I’d even take Sven Goran Fucking Ericcsson.
Back to League action and Everton at home usually has the betting types slapping a few quid on the draw. We had all our regular first teamers back, and unsurprisingly Beye and Davies were nowhere near the squad. We started brightly and a neat pass from A Young found L Young just outside the box, and he curled a delightful left footer past Tourettes Tim. That was the 9th minute. Time to start giving the ball away and losing possession at every opportunity, although that clueless fucking muppet in black obviously didn’t want Everton to lose. He booked four of our lot at the first foul, but time and again let the Bluescousers off, and gave them free kicks around our penalty area countless times. And FIVE minutes added time?? Where the FUCK did that come from?
Still, somehow we held out for the win thanks to a heroic effort from the back five. Although Ash and Marcy Marc missed good chances for us to finish the game.
Seriously, I hope the Referees Association was watching this, as Mr M Jones was diabolically shit and one sided. Hope we never see him again.
Some amusing results elswhere as 10 man Bolton came back from 2-0 to get a draw against slimy small heath. Hahaha. And Lotto Citeh lost 1-0 at Blunderland thanks to a 93rd minute penalty – oh how the rest of the countries fans laughed! It’s a long 2 week gap now because of some irritating international, so unless Villa decide to appoint a manager I’ll be having a little break…