Yep - it's a 6 o'clock game tonight. And that bullstool deserves a far more furious wank motion than Cyril is affording it.
It's probably going to be a million degrees outside at gametime - at least that's what my personal meteorologist Dee GreeVonDopplerDar told me - so dress accordingly. More importantly though, make sure you afford yourself ample time to get to the game. I expect several of us will have problems making it to Brands by 6pm - but do what you can to get there on time.
There's precipitation mildly forecasted for the whole day so give an ear to the weatherline at 4:45 to see 'what's what'.
I haven't got much humor in me today (this morning I lost a toenail that I was really attached to) so here is London's mayor introducing the Olympic Games - though I suspect this may have been edited by some internet practical joker.
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