Yesterday was not a good day in sports, but at least Leeds stayed up. I'm famous for finding silver linings, innit.
Yesterday was a day for bald frauds and oil cheats to pantomime human emotion and celebrate the success of their cheating. That's all I'll say on the matter.
We start the day with @ajgoal on the clock with one pick. Then we have @Young Sandwich on deck with four picks to pick once he is done picking the crabs out of his proverbial crab shack. Then we have @Asnito on the lido deck with one pick and a bottomless reservoir of confusion. Then we have Rebels57's drunk ass on the lido afterdeck with one pick to pick. And guess who has to make a make-up pick after ignoring me yesterday? I'll give you a hint - he's related to me by birth and blood.
There's something very, very, very embarrassing about a huge phony headcase acting overwhelmed with joy for the cameras. That's all I'll say on the matter.
I'm on to season eight of "Spiral" and there was a spot of hilariously shitty French driving in it. It is so satisfying to consume, I can't even tell you. It's such a tremendous series. It reminds me massively of "NYPD Blue" and always has - that's a very good thing. The one lead, Gilou, is kind of a Gallic fireplug, a battered tough guy who looks like he has spent his life boxing with his bare fists against other Gallic fireplugs. Yet for some reason, he seems to be attractive to the ladies. I can't understand it, but this follows in a long line of monsters being desired by the opposite sex. Rod Stewart? Gordon Ramsay? The f***? Luckily, we don't have to understand it. Also luckily, there are too many fish in the sea to worry if one of these walleyed ladies prefers a beast to a charming and adorable regular man - we just move on to the next one.
Yesterday was a day for bald frauds and oil cheats to pantomime human emotion and celebrate the success of their cheating. That's all I'll say on the matter.
We start the day with @ajgoal on the clock with one pick. Then we have @Young Sandwich on deck with four picks to pick once he is done picking the crabs out of his proverbial crab shack. Then we have @Asnito on the lido deck with one pick and a bottomless reservoir of confusion. Then we have Rebels57's drunk ass on the lido afterdeck with one pick to pick. And guess who has to make a make-up pick after ignoring me yesterday? I'll give you a hint - he's related to me by birth and blood.
There's something very, very, very embarrassing about a huge phony headcase acting overwhelmed with joy for the cameras. That's all I'll say on the matter.
I'm on to season eight of "Spiral" and there was a spot of hilariously shitty French driving in it. It is so satisfying to consume, I can't even tell you. It's such a tremendous series. It reminds me massively of "NYPD Blue" and always has - that's a very good thing. The one lead, Gilou, is kind of a Gallic fireplug, a battered tough guy who looks like he has spent his life boxing with his bare fists against other Gallic fireplugs. Yet for some reason, he seems to be attractive to the ladies. I can't understand it, but this follows in a long line of monsters being desired by the opposite sex. Rod Stewart? Gordon Ramsay? The f***? Luckily, we don't have to understand it. Also luckily, there are too many fish in the sea to worry if one of these walleyed ladies prefers a beast to a charming and adorable regular man - we just move on to the next one.
