Dizzying Heights
Excuse me while I cough up an organ momentarily- I’ve just made the dreadful mistake of going on a post-New Year jog in weather I can only describe as ‘a bit blustery’. If I don’t crumple onto the keyboard before the day’s out it’ll be a minor miracleeeeeeeeertttttttttttttyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyhjjj…
Well, you can’t say I didn’t warn you.
So, everything just got a little bit more interesting up at the top. The Toon performing an unlikely demolition job on the league champions yesterday evening and the feline is firmly among the sky-rats. Without wishing to overstate our good position any more than is necessary, a win against Everton next week- our game in hand; the fallout from August’s Spazz Parade in the capital- and we pull ourselves level with United with only goal difference betwixt us. Lordy.
My advice, and this extends to the lunatic in the video, don’t bloody look down now…
Follow me on Twitter or I’ll write a strongly worded letter to your local MP.
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