Since my last post, my wife is still not up on her feet. But fortunately her mother has come up and is helping us, which means that the kids are being taken and picked up from school and fed. My wife is getting better, but without the help her mother is giving, I am not sure what we would have been able to do.
I have been watching the football from the weekend. Of course, I am very annoyed that we did not win. From a season where we looked like we were going to end up with Cameron Diaz (i.e. win the title) we are now scrapping for Susan Boyle. And worse, the Scum may win the title and if they do, I can not see how Arsène can survive as the manager of the club. It is one thing not being able to compete with the money that the other clubs have been throwing about, but when they fail, it leaves the league open and when you are top of the league, to throw it away and worse, have our rivals exploit our weakness, well that is too hard to bear. While we have been unlucky with decisions going against us (as in other seasons), it is still not acceptable.
The visit of West Ham to the Walkers Stadium was interesting as I feel the referee, like many others, got things wrong. While Vardy should have been sent off, both the penalties should not have been given. It is wrong that defenders foul the opposition in the penalty box and get away with it, but if you are going to act, the referee has to be consistent, not just in one game, but all in others.
Anyway, time for bed now. And I hope you enjoy the music and song.
My mother hates sports so after being forced to go to a football game with her grandchildren this was her conclusion. Football consists of 22 men on the field desperately in need of a rest, and 40,000 in the stands desperately in need of exercise.
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