The tunnel at the end of the light

Well, it's fair to say that after the first four league games under the charge of St Owen we have got the number of points with him in the managerial hot seat that we would have expected to have. It is probably also fair to say that we would have expected this amount of points under the former manager but the performances have been better and the football more pleasing. However we now go into a run of games that will define our season. It is two months before Stretford United await us at Old Trafford and in that time we have nine games that we must expect to get something out of. Yes, even Citeh away. Fulham, Wigan (twice), Blackburn, Wolves, West Ham, Sunderland and Everton are games that, if the right set of results happen, would get us near, or even over, the magical forty points. The team has been unlucky in the games against The Arse and The Scousers and had to drag a result out against the inbreds, but they were competitive for a large part of those games, and have suffered bad luck in all. It is time, now, to thrust our chests out, breath in the air, have a cough and get on with the job of keeping us in the Premier League. And when I say we, I of course mean St Owen.

It is a long time since Bolton have been called industrious in a report, but that is exactly what they were called in The Telegraph, although The Currant take a different view and The Mirror suggest Bolton were "comfortably and convincingly beaten", although we all know that their writers hate us, especially that bitch Collymore. The Nazi calls us "lambs to the Anfield slaughter", which is a bit harsh and The Express suggest that if Bolton had been more adventurous we may have got something from the game. Maybe if Bolton want to know how to win games by grinding out a result they should look at Liverpool, if what the Observer suggests is true. The Indy quotes St Owen's opinion of the second goal as "Wherever that shot was going, it wasn't the net".

Now, remember those few days when Little Sam was in charge and all he could do was look for positives in every game? Have you forgotten? Look here. However, Little Sam, to his credit, was a doofus in front of the camera whereas St Owen knows what to say and how to say it. And he says to the crap website

The lads acquitted themselves well and showed their quality and their desire to do well. We have to pick ourselves up, take the positives and look forward to our next game.

So far, so Little Sam. However, he then says

I've been delighted with how they have gone about their business on the training ground because it takes hard work on the training ground for it to be replicated in matches.

This is more like it. The former manager (the other one, not Little Sam) would probably have come out with a quote akin to being anally raped by the supporters and then having his flaccid corpse thrown onto the track at Horwich Parkway.

He finally says

I've been delighted with how we went about ourselves.

Now, I go about myself once a week, purely on medical grounds. I hope he doesn't mean like that otherwise public decency issues come into play. This final sentence suggests he may still have to learn a little bit more about the soundbite, but I would like to think that he was probably just wanting to get the F out of Anfield, a shit heap that makes Moss Side look like Eden. If I was Liverpool I'd build a new stadium on the docks not the nearby Parkkkkkkk. Indeed, if I was Liverpool, I wouldn't build a new stadium in Liverpool.

Anyway, in view of Liverpool winning, tomorrow I have to go about cleaning the house so there may not be a post. Suffice to say, John Terry is a twat.