Sickbags at The Ready

plague

Blimey. It’s gone all biblical.

 Plague and pestilence hits North London. The Lodge has been closed down, cordoned off and presumably slapped with a big red cross to ward off pedestrians who may’ve inadvertently strayed into the epicentre. What next, frogs raining from the heavens?

 Okay, so it’s probably not quite as dramatic as all that. Call it artistic licence.

 The extent of the damage is uncertain; but damage there almost certainly is. Palacios and Corluka appear to be among the worst hit- both spending far too much time emptying various orifices by the sounds of it. Nasty business, that. The two look to be in some doubt for the weekend’s vital, potentially sticky, tie with Everton. (Yeah, a toffee/sticky pun. I went there.) Whether the bug’s merciless hand extends any further, or, indeed, becomes anymore severe is difficult to guess. It may well have already. If it’s gone all epidemic on us then you’d imagine Harry would be doing his best to downplay the body count as much as his twitchy poker face will allow. Sunday lunchtime. We’ll find out.

 So, wading through soiled bed sheets and stratospheric temperatures, we look forward. It may be a bit hazy, but we must endeavour to do so. Everton at home. In the scheme of things, a mammoth game. Team selection will no doubt be reliant on whoever turns up; be it first-teamers or anyone with a pair of boots and can-do attitude. Either will be most welcome. All eyes on the Pavlyuchenko/Redknapp soap opera. While the plot thickens like a good gravy, you just can’t take your eyes off it. Hints and murmurs suggest- vomit permitting- Pav will start on Sunday. An opportunity for the Russian to make good on the faith we’ve all invested in him. Just keep scoring and we’ll keep investing.

 David Moyes’ lot are on a charge at the moment. Opal Fruit League dumping aside, Everton have been going like the clappers; pumping wind in the sails at the most critical time. Chelsea and United are among the most recent scalps- neither would argue that they were victims of burglary. The Toffees outplayed them both. Sticky customers are…sorry…I’ll stop now.

 Three points is what we’re after, then. But under the circumstances, a draw wouldn’t be terminal. Actually, scrap that. I’ve become fluent in loser talk. Virus or no virus. We need a win.

 No excuses.

Have a prosperous and sickness-free weekend.

COYS!


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