The Footy Before The Storm

Welcome to the hellish realization that the 2-week-long vacation is nearly over.  As is the NFL regular season.  FUCK.  ME.  SIDEWAYS.

Naut du Scotch will be by shortly to take you into the Black Panther Party, plus late night FITBAW action.

But we are done with JV exhibitions, and also pass the halfway mark…so let’s pay a little better attention to the Prem.

City of Men are back into the thick of things, though still 4 back of King’s Afrikan Water Pistols,  Villa can still see them both, but is realistically pacing themselves for the bronze medal.

Down at the arse end…Wolves are irretrievably fucked.  Burnley?  Most of the way fucked.  Rum Ham is still waiting for the Governor (our own Cecil Rhodes???) to call in with a pardon, and then maybe Robins Hood would be against the wall (where they belong).

Speaking of, Forest are away to Angry Villa (7:30, USA) to start things off today.  The 10:00 window is shallow and awful (Burnley/Trashbirds and Wolves/Rum Ham), but yeah right’s Cherris will hope for a spotlight boost against maybe-in-2nd-gear Arsenal (12:30, NBC)?  I guess we’ll see.  Loads MOAR on Sunday, even the Sticky Derby between the Toffees and Bees.  Can’t wait!