I have consultated my many Gods, she of the shaven heaven, she of nice titties and she that upon traditional worship of the fifty dollars predicts that tomorrow is Friday. I have my doubts, she spat out my offerings into toilet paper. Beware the nay Sayers of doom and death for they will come upon you, fine if yer a bird or a CCMB lefty tw*t but I digress.
I predicate that tomorrow will indeed be a day called Friday, perhaps we should worship Robin for he was one of a kind.
We'll get dicked a few times but will pull off some amazing results, the rat twats did a few but no one cares, the Capital pulls a few and we'll sell a few more season tickets.
A personal prediction.. There'll be some movement of folk in BBC Wales, the Sengy or whatever its called and the bunch of fools in whatever the current administration is called towards the true game, Association Football as called. They can f**k off.
In fairness to our friends to the west they have shown the way forward which frightens the "old guard" of labour party nonsense whereby they get a few free tickets for the "Internationals", the is six nations now? The Capital of Wales is now in the Premier League,no other sport can compete with that. It's a vision I saw years, years ago, told everyone for near on thirty years that one day Cardiff City would be spoken of in the same light as Liverpool and now we're trying to sign players that they can't afford!
We'll finish around tenth this season, the season after top three. There won't be another after that I'm afraid as the world goes tits up. POTUS gets sussed out as a radical muslim, the UK government collapses, the French surrender and the Germans just walk away. Good for Wales though, all the fat ugly women will be wearing the latest Burka and all free thinking folk will have their severed heads on a pole.