Can I just use this opportunity to apologise for last week’s outbreak of optimism after watching the Chelsea game.

It wont happen again.

It only took six minutes against Swansea for Disaster Zone Warnock to undo all the good work in London and give away a goal.

The entire team immediately a got bigger case of nerves than when Gabby gets a letter from the CSA and we are back to square one.

The second half performance was as bad as that idiot who was miming on the pitch against Arsenal at half time. Perhaps our players were put off their stride by the half-cocked awful version (which is not the correct tune) of The Bells Are Ringing which is worse than when we used to play We Will Rock You before each game.

However, this weekend is what supporting the Villa is all about - away to Bristol Rovers in the FA Cup.

A late kick off in a city with some cracking pubs, standing and on my birthday.

Darren Bent being sold to Liverpool tomorrow morning couldn’t dampen my joy during tomorrow’s away day.

I wouldn’t lose any sleep if we sold Mr Bent. OK it wouldn’t be the best signal of intent selling our biggest asset but on the other hand the team dont seem to like playing with him.

We’ve looked a lot better attacking outfit without him in the team than him in it. I know he is our goal machine but fans have never taken to him like other legends at the club.

It’s a bit like if you meet your girlfriend when she is going out with someone else and she leaves him for you, despite being chuffed at having a full fridge and a good looking chick on your arm in the back of your mind you can’t help thinking ‘if she did that to him, she could do it to me’.

So if Racist FC from Liverpool do put in a bid don’t expect any loyalty, he will move faster than when he heard there was a boxing day sale of X-box games.

And fair play to him. Like Downing the Scousers will turn on him because he isn’t top four class but as they are not going to get there in a hurry perhaps it will be a nice fit.

And anyway we might have Robbie Keane. And who knows the final pieces in the ‘yesterday’s men’ jigsaw might also be on a plane from the MLS - Juan Pablo Angel and the bloke with the yellow afro who was a revelation in Italia 90.

We missed the boat on Keane years ago when John Gregory decided not to buy the young Irishman but happily spent more on over-the-hill Stone Cold Steve Stone, who amazingly was represented by agent Paul Stretford, who was also Gregory’s agent. Football don’t you just love it.

Anyway, the amount of Villa fans over the years who always trot out ‘Robbie Keane’ when talking about strikers will get their wish if he wears claret and blue for a month or two. And when they see he has the turning speed of a supertanker and the accuracy of a gangbanger using an Uzi for the first time they might think twice before commenting on Villa matters.

But I digress, this weekend is all about cider and rudderless Bristol Rovers, whose fans will look upon our moaning about being trounced in the Race for Seventh by Newcastle like a spoilt brat crying about not getting wi-fi for his apple thingy.

So lets revel in the beauty of football, not the billionaires, the millionaires, the racists and over-the-hill saviours but the beauty of going on a bender with your mates and using football as the perfect excuse.

Up the Villa!

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