Fucking football

[anotherusedpage]

And yeah, of course today finished up with Arsenal losing the bloody football. A fitting end, really. My joy is complete. And no, not even Liverpool doing good makes up for it this time.

(Heh, and now I'm having one of those 'it's me, isn't it?' moments. The won the double the year of my gap year, which rocked. They went unbeaten all season my first year at college. And now... they just can't keep up with themselves. Clearly, the entire thing is a meta-narrative for my life that I've come up with in a moment of bored insanity.

The double before that lines up with the year I left my shitty school...

Ah, it's all a figment of my overactive imagination. I feel so much better.)

Ahem. I mean... there's always next year, there's always the FA cup etc etc etc.

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[we-love-smudger.livejournal.com]

there's always next year, there's always the FA cup etc etc etc.

True. Doesn't help necessarily, but still true. One away goal might do it but I can't see us not leaking like something that looks like an over-grown sieve when Bayern come to play at our house so I would call that "over and out" for this year in our usual stylee.

I'm having to learn the hard way with AFC. All promise and prettiness and flashes of brilliance then cold stark brutal disappointment. How like life sometimes. How horrid the parallels can be.

*is grouchy* *possibly needs sleep but cannot be arsed to go to bed* *sparks up another cheeky fag instead*

[anotherusedpage.livejournal.com]

I actually HATE the fact that we're still not actually 100% out. I'd rather that was it, I'd rather not have that oooh but if we're only SPECTACULARLY good next time, we can still do it. Cos, blearugh, we won't be. And it'll be two depressing evenings of footie for the price of one.

Life is cruel.

I knew so much winning couldn't be good for us...

*Is also grouchy* *should also go to bed, but sure as hell ain't going to* *will instead attempt to provoke a row about passive smoking in my own journal:P* *or at least a really really lame attempt at humour* *but no, neither me nor world are in the mood for humour*

xx

[we-love-smudger.livejournal.com]

*will instead attempt to provoke a row about passive smoking in my own journal:P*

*chokes* *opens window and flaps newspaper about to clear Jessie's air*

Sorry bella. Filthy habit. And as to the whole Arsenal decline I can quote a line from a half-remembered song (meaning I can't recall who sang it and all that):

"If I hadn't seen such riches I could live with being poor."

So I could revert to my childhood team (thank you Grandad), my still rather beloved Bees and waste my time at Griffin Park and have regular uninterrupted disappointment. Apart from them drawing against Soton which shook me to the very marrow ;)

[solar-type-star.livejournal.com]

:( That's a pity for Arsenal. But in the end they scored an away goal, didn't they? There's still hope, the tables can turn. As a Real Madrid fan, I sadly know that. *sighs*

[anotherusedpage.livejournal.com]

thanks hon.

[evien.livejournal.com]

I can relate. I was following the match(es) at work, and of course both the teams I was rooting for started losing. I had to endure a brief, self-inflicted panic attack of "why do they always lose when I'm following the match online?!"

Woe.

[arisblue.livejournal.com]

sweetie, you know where my allegiance lies, so be sure when i say i feel for you it isn't a sham or crocodile’s tears. 'cos i know that 'it's me, isn't it?' feeling too well, i've punched a wall, shouted at TV and cried senselessly because of my boys and it does hurt even more so when you start to wonder if it was you... karma and all that cracks. sigh.

but that's only one game. hey you still have the home run!

[anotherusedpage.livejournal.com]

Thanks hon. Means a lot coming from you.

xx