Afternoon. I think this in the business is what they call a round-up. But seeing as I’m not exactly sure what this business is or even if I’m in it, I’ll just go ahead and scatter-gun some nonsense at you and see if anything sticks.
Tottenham pull Cheltenham out of the old F.A Cup hat, then. A fine draw by all accounts. I guess we’ll just have to hope they’re not…at the races that day? Hmm? Races? Cheltenham? Any takers? Oh come on! Don’t roll your eyes at me. Right, well, that’s just about all my A material down the toilet like a soiled pair of under-crackers, why not let’s talk about Spurs’ latest flirtings with the absurdly good in what was a largely piss-easy win over Northern chancers, Bolton.
Another day and *yawn* another victo...