28-10-2014, 16:22
(This post was last modified: 28-10-2014, 16:23 by Ska'dForLife-WBA.)
We can, unfortunately, expect the following of Aston Villa this season (and every season):
1. They'll play like spavined donkeys in every single match with the predictable exception of the two against us, in which every bang-average player they have will suddenly - and entirely temporarily - discover how to dribble the ball like Messi and find the corner of the net from twenty-five yards.
2. When things are starting to look desperate, they'll face the league's form team or title challengers, get absolutely bossed in every area of the pitch for ninety minutes, weather an all-out shooting gallery with around 10% possession, and come away with a 1-0 win.
3. They'll do this enough times to stagger over forty points.
4. We'll spend the summer hearing that only a top four place is good enough for Aston Villa, and Lambert needs to go/Randy needs to sell/the club needs to invest more money into pioneering time travel to 1982.
1. They'll play like spavined donkeys in every single match with the predictable exception of the two against us, in which every bang-average player they have will suddenly - and entirely temporarily - discover how to dribble the ball like Messi and find the corner of the net from twenty-five yards.
2. When things are starting to look desperate, they'll face the league's form team or title challengers, get absolutely bossed in every area of the pitch for ninety minutes, weather an all-out shooting gallery with around 10% possession, and come away with a 1-0 win.
3. They'll do this enough times to stagger over forty points.
4. We'll spend the summer hearing that only a top four place is good enough for Aston Villa, and Lambert needs to go/Randy needs to sell/the club needs to invest more money into pioneering time travel to 1982.
"I would rather spend a holiday in Tuscany than in the Black Country, but if I were compelled to choose between living in West Bromwich or Florence, I should make straight for West Bromwich." - J.B. Priestley