Another Quite Big Occasion...

Do I need to say what that occasion is?
Of course not.
Not only am I gearing myself up for my last birthday photo shoot I'm getting in a stinker of a tizz.
Why's that I hear you mumble?
Why? Are you mental?

Football doesn't get any steamier or heart-wrenching than Her Majesty's England team pitching into her cousins the Germans.
So why do I have a wry glimmer of a smile...?
Because although the Germans and us have a 'history' I can't help having a smidgen of connection with the sausage suckers. And you know how much Glo adores a good sausage.
But hearts to one side I'm hoping Fabio's band will flagellate the Saxon hides.


Lovely day today weatherwise.
So after doing lunch and baking a cake I will don my proud polyester armour and walk, with my lads, once more onto the field of honour.

I ride towards the sound of the vuvuzelas>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>

Hart, James or Green?

Fabio knows but we the fans and they the goalkeepers don't.
This unusual way of dealing with team selection has both the pundits and me flummoxed.
Still I'm trusting that Mr Capello, a man of some class and experience, knows what he's doing.
He's a wily Italian with a hint of tetchyness about him and tetchyness is fine providing it delivers leather in the net.

Rumours abound that if Green is left on the bench he will never play again, not sure about that, seems a bit far fetched, a bit drastic, ok he made an enormous error in the USA game but to be shoved off to football Gehenna is really rather silly.
No, I feel that Fabio will give the lad a break, and allow him to redeem himself, maybe not on Friday, but at some stage in the tournament.

Apart from Ghana's wonderful 1-0 win over Serbia and the Kiwis 1 all draw against Slovakia, the tournament is failing to provide the bangs and highs of what promised to be an unctious World Cup. But it's early days yet and I'm not being fair but today we have Spain v. Switzerland ..Should be a cracking affair. I can't wait. I'll wager the onions will make the chocolate makers weep.

Also being deafened today by the vuvuzelas will be the lads from Honduras and Chile. My pennies are on the Chileans.

And, last but not least, South Africa v Uruguay. The vuvuzelas will waken the dead. Great stuff and I along with Monty, am looking forward to it.

My sausage thing last night was gorgeous, none left, so after sending this post along the intertubes, I will scrunch myself into a lather. Sausage overload makes Glo hit the decks...

Cooking today: I'm not!

Ta ta!

p.s. How can I make Friday come quicker?