Wiggy's World

So Thursday I was still aching like hell from the gym and my random drive to and from Manchester, so got abuse off John for saying I really wasn’t in the mood for the gym or anything, altho we did have a nice cloth delivery, and Mark shouted “Where’s Wiggy hiding… got a job that’ll suit you to the ground”… then proceeded to rip me for going to the gym.. Cheeky bastard!! I knew tho that once Geoffrey had come in, that he’d be complaining to Mark that there was an urgent design & quote that needed sorting, so within minutes, Mark pulled me off the unloading duties The rest of the day was just a blur! Spent Thursday night chatting to various folks on facebook or msn, whilst having a dvd or two on in the background

Friday afternoon was amusing, opening a nice can of worms for Maddsy :lol; First of all he was trying to buy Stevie a puppy, and came across some Nigerian scammers or something, and they were keeping us amused for sometime!!! Maybe I could get a transcript from Maddsy sometime to stick on here Then we mentioned something, that we knew would get The Voyeur one involved, and we lit the blue touch paper, and let him go Sorry Maddsy… nothing personal mate HAHAHAHA! Friday night was mainly spent playing Assassins Creed, which i’ve borrowed from my breadbin Crit.

Came into work to sort out the following weeks artwork, and clocked out to go and have my haircut, and abuse Claire in the process, and then came back to work. Phone Maddsy to see how the rat was (photo to be stuck up later) and it turned out he wasn’t taking Stevie to Old Trafford, so I jumped at the chance to go watch Man Utd vs Arsenal!! Left work, and went to play on the 360 for a bit, and then headed over to Maddsys who’d kindly agreed to let me watch the Newcastle game round at his, as my box aint working grrrr. Got round there, and everyone and their dog appeared to be round there! Maddsys mum, brother and family, and Beth and Stevies mum! The game was boring to be honest!! Nipped home via Macdonalds, and spent the night watching the Godfather movies

True Faith Match Report

Well I never eh? Swashbuckling Kevin Keegan’s Newcastle United in nil-nil shocker sensation – hardly fits the rubbish in the Daily Shite does it? Keeping it tight at the back over this canny little run as well eh? God knows what the headline writers will make of this one as KK presided over a tactically smart, mature performance that earned us an excellent point in an otherwise forgettable encounter.

There wasn’t an awful lot happening in terms of match action to report on but overall, we edged it. With Taylor back in for Edgar, KK started again with the three up top and Martins went close with a low shot while at the other end, Taylor got away with what looked like a handball and Defoe had a half chance but Pompey were playing like a side with one eye on the FAC Final – memories of the last months of our Wembley seasons coming to mind. Dull, in other words.

The second half was marginally better and squinting through the blinding sunshine, we were able to make out ‘Ron’ Geremi almost scoring from a long way out with an adventurous looking shot. In fairness, it could well have been a cross such was the accuracy of his distribution throughout. The law of averages should dictate that even by fluke he would manage to find one of our players heads’ from a corner but seemingly the Cameroon defies the law of physics on that front – hey ho. Martins also came close with a snap shot which James’ saved low and at the other end we were grateful Defoe had his mind on some page 3 ‘stunners’ breasts as he missed a hat trick of chances – one a good save from Harper and two screwed wide after balls over the top. Faye especially will be pleased Defoe didn’t have his shooting boots on as he looked hopelessly static to lofted balls that he should have mopped up easily.

We could have pinched it late on when a corner bobbled around and ended up falling to Owen six yards out. He looked offside but still managed to steer it goalwards only for it to jammily bounce off James’ head and go over. In the end though, a point was about right on balance. It certainly wasn’t a thriller, but for us, it was an excellent away point against a Pompey side having a very impressive season indeed. It was also a chance to basically chill out in the sunshine and actually enjoy a game of football without gnawing away at fingernails and having heart palpitations and Fratton Park is a mint little ground – full of character and the sort of place that will be a real miss in an increasingly sterile and sterile Premiership.

We’ve got next weekend to look forward to and a nice little unbeaten run to take into the clash with the village idiots from down the road. If we play as we have in the last four games, we’ll beat them – confidence is growing – we are safe now and a derby win will put a highly satisfactory gloss on what has been a dire season. Top marks though to Keegan as he slowly turns things around – good times around the corner?

Keep the Faith

Man of the Match – Beye – Never gave Kranjcar a kick

Ref – Dowd 7 – Had little to do but still managed to irritate their fans. That’ll do.

Their Fans – 5 – Muted but unsurprising given the entertainment on show

Gareth Harrison

Woke up Sunday quite early, and carried on a game of scrabble against Maddsy, and found out he wanted me to do a Macdonalds run before going over to his house!! Cheeky fucker. Like an idiot I agreed anyway, and £17 lighter, I headed up to his house. Turned up, and Stevie was in her PJ’s looking a little worse for wear, as was Kelly!! Me and Maddsy tried our best to make them feel… even more sick Headed off to Manchester, but decided for a little stop off to watch the retards. first stop was the rec in Skegby, cos we thought Sutton RS were playing Lawson Marsden (whatever their name is) altho upon closer inspection we saw it was North star with Pellet as their inspirational Centre-Back HAHAHA Spoke with Andy Butler for a few minutes, then went to watch our retarded friends (few villages missing their idiots most sunday mornings ) Was one of the most boring games I’ve had the displeasure of watching! Glad I wsn’t playing, cos I’d have made it interesting…. Bagi clean sheet… NEVER Not gonna put a match report, cos I think Colin has finally lost the plot! Brad = Man of the Match Not in the 15 minutes we were watching son!!!!

Had a nice drive up to Manchester, and didnt see many lions this time round! We think they’re quite advanced, and have started to adapt to their surroundings using camouflage!!! Got there with plenty of time before kick-off, and we parked in pretty much the same place we had been for the 2 previous games!! Got hungry so nipped to KFC for a fillet tower burger, and got served by a member of the Jamaican Yardies or sommat! She asked me what drink I wanted with my meal, and it took me 3 goes to understand what she was saying Sat outside, and was tucking in, whe I noticed a hair on my burger! Quickly went from starving to not hungry mode!! Walked past this house, once Maddsy had been to the beer shop, that was for sale, and we instantly said “Who’d wanna own a house like this?” Fair play it’s a 4 bedroom terrace or something, but for £250,000 when you have 76000 people marching past as it’s only about 100 yards away from Old Trafford! I wouldnt be best pleased having 76000 peeping toms, should I forget to draw the curtains one night

The vicious bastard that almost ate Maddsys are whilst he was having a fag with the window down!!

The atmosphere inside the ground close to kick-off was great, and we had a quick look back to check there were no “gooners” sat a few rows back, altho they seemed to have more away support than anyone this season! They were noisy all through out the game, and even once their own title dreams were down the pan, they still stood up and saluted their team, that to be honest had all but played Man Utd off the park, but as usual, they created loads of chances, but didnt finish, and that cost them in the end!!

On the way back we were listening to Radio 5 Live, and all the Arsenal fans slating Wenger for not buying players like Torres for £20 million, rather than buying younger players for £7 and trying to coach them through. Soon got bored of listening to that “drivel” coming out of some supporters, so we stuck a CD on, and then once we hit the M1, my Audio Enhancement Technician decided to fuck about with the settings on my stereo, and it now sounds loads better got back home bout half 8ish, and then spent the rest of the night chatting to Miss Dickie, and a brief chat with a rather hung-over Adi Thought about going to bed early, but ended up staying up and watching Match of the Day 2 HAHA!!