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Rooney/Reading/God
That sounds very much like the sort of desperate bargain I was making at just this time last Sunday.
But as a Hammers fan, for once I just can't share your sense of disillusionment about this season. It's been vintage claret-and-blue.
The kind of year when even the 2-1 defeat against Liverpool last week is seen as the kind of ritual sacrifice which you have to make (West Ham lost 4-1 against Bolton and then 2-1 against Middlesboro just the week before knocking each of those teams out of the Cup, so if that's what it takes, I'm happy).
I knew it was going to be a good season on Monday 12th September. My colleague and I stopped off after a victorious golf game at Sandwich to stay near Ashford International.
The first pint after a game over such a might course is always cause for celebration, so imagine my joy when it was drawn to the breathless news that West Ham were already 2-0 up against Villa after just 20 minutes. A shame to miss the goals, I thought, but at least they'll win.
And stone me if they didn't go on to score two more to match the orders from the bar. The next morning we were travelling on to business in Paris, so it was hard to imagine that life could get more miraculous than this.
Just two more thoughts remain. How can I get my running form to go in step with football glory, rather than out of phase ? My two best marathon times both lie within a single relegation season, with my PW in this year of unfamiliar FA Cup success.
And how can I arrange that one final miracle of the season ? Not an unlikely victory against LFC, which is perhaps still as remote a possibility as Scooby Doo running the London Marathon - well, err...). No, it's the matter of a simple ticket for Cardiff on 13 May which will really need a desperate bargain to achieve.
And believe me, I'm working on it, desperately.
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