Knocky's Nose
Mon nez est en Valenciennes..
On the final Sunday of the Season I'll be flying home from Greece, into Gatwick at 12.50pm, through customs and to the luggage belt, flip-flop buried in the carpet down the M23 with the suitcases in the car, into the Bridge, a long scurry up to the Amex, a pint of Harveys on the concourse, then to watch our last game of the Season with Citeh needing a win to secure the title.
We then beat Citeh 1-0, Liverpool go bananas after a win themselves, then get found out for financial irregularities and the title is forfeited to the club who beat the would-be Champions - Citeh.
Chris Hughton raises the Premier League Trophy aloft, waves to the crowd, walks through a wardrobe door and gets a 5 year contract with Narnia Rovers. Everybody's a winner.
Only the first part of this post is factually accurate, or conceivable in any way.
We then beat Citeh 1-0, Liverpool go bananas after a win themselves, then get found out for financial irregularities and the title is forfeited to the club who beat the would-be Champions - Citeh.
Chris Hughton raises the Premier League Trophy aloft, waves to the crowd, walks through a wardrobe door and gets a 5 year contract with Narnia Rovers. Everybody's a winner.
Only the first part of this post is factually accurate, or conceivable in any way.