I HOPE CL is working on it. In fact I know he isn’t stupid, he knows better than we do that we drew 20 matches last season and missed more goal scoring opportunities than I can remember and I HOPE we can be sure he is ambitious, so he must be trying to put some deal together somewhere.
Do you know what I hate about football? I hate Effing HOPE. It’s always there, every match, home or away. I HOPE and the poorer the results, the more I effing HOPE.
I HOPE that so-and-so will play better next time or no matter how well we play, win or loss, I HOPE we score more goals in the next match or I HOPE that the manager will play a certain player in a different position. Alternatively I HOPE the manager will never play some players again. I HOPE they aren’t injured. HOPE we don’t go down. I HOPE forest do. I just keep effing HOPING
Come the end of the season and there is always that new HOPE. New effing HOPE? Can you believe it? Do I need new HOPE? I have enough HOPE to sink a battle ship; I don’t need new HOPE. But. Season after season, I scan the news looking for new HOPE. I HOPE the new manager has more brains than the previous few and HOPE he will sign better players than we had last season. HOPING that we will do better next season, and why will we do better; because, I HOPE the new Hopefuls will perform better this season, and I HOPE the referees won’t be so shity.
What I contemplate is. ‘If we where as successful as I HOPE we will be then I would have little to HOPE for and I would become HOPELESS
So, I conclude, I HOPE to be HOPELESS