I'll be honest, Christmas doesn't really do it for me.
All that getting up at the crack of dawn (not Dawn French), the Queen's speech, sitting round the table playing happy families when really you wanna spark out the mother-in-law, playing scrabble or eye-spy, pretending you like the socks you were bought;
It just aint for me.
What I want on Christmas day is a plate of turkey, stuffing, copious amounts of Coors lights and about a million of those little sausages wrapped in bacon. That's what Christmas is all about for me. Those pigs in blankets. I fucking love those things.
When the day is finally over, *yippee*, we usually play on Boxing Day. In this festive period however, we do not. It seems in recent weeks that we have to play a day later than our rivals. Perhaps Wenger was right when he said that whoever produced the fixture list was 'special'.
Back to Villa. This game is massive. It's even bigger than the pants I got as a present this morning. So sod Christmas, I just want three points against Aston Villa.
Seriously though, even though I hate Christmas I hope you all have a good 'un! Be merry and enjoy. Its a day off work. For most.
Keep it Goonerish...................