2010: Your Year Remembered… In Three Words

What a year! Gutsy, plenty of high notes, full-bodied. But enough about the contents of my fridge: what a miraculous, bewildering, ruddy wonderful twelve months that’s been. You have to tread a fair way back to remember one better; so far in fact, that you’d probably need to take a breather half way through and change your socks. With my very own eyes I saw *deep breath* Crouch jump with the spring of Woody Harrelson and lockdown fourth spot at Eastlands, Young Boys dealt a similar, but wholly more comprehensive hand in the qualifiers, Arsenal (twice), Chelsea, Inter all plundered like Constantinople, Van der Vaart signed, Bale morph from a dubious looking understudy to BAE into a bonafide superstar, Robbie Keane…erm.

It’s been a great year!

Here’s the rub, then. Three words. Your year in three words. More if you like, but seeing as NYE is looming over us like Banquo’s ghost, I thought you might appreciate the straightforwardness of it all.

I’m nice like that.

Some Fulham jibber-jabber to follow…