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Olé, Olé, Olé, it doesn’t always turn out that way
 AAH. Did you see those heart-wrenching images of that blubbering boy at Highbury on Tuesday night?
No, I’m not talking about Theo Walcott, but that wee fan who I’m almost certain was pleading: “Now can I become a Spurs fan Daddy?”
And to think that only a few moments before, he was surrounded by merry Gooner chumps chanting Olé and ringing their mums to ask if they’ll drive them to Cardiff next month.
 There were only tears of joy for the manager of the Pastry Gobblers of Wigan though.
Brookside-extra-lookey-likey Paul Jewell hasn’t looked so chuffed since his team won the Freight Rover Trophy 21 years ago.
Their prize then? A van. Their prize should they win next month? A place in Europe.
No wonder Arsenal fans were sobbing, even a van would help right now.
Fear not Gooners. Arsenal may have crashed out of the cup on Tuesday because they are show offs, but at least they had a good excuse on Saturday.
According to Arsene Wenger, they lost to Phil ‘Monster Munch’ Neville’s rubbish Everton because the sun was in their eyes.
They need to get a pair of Edgar ‘Good Dog’ David’s shades if that’s the case.
Oh, that and someone who can play like him.
 BEATEN by Everton, knocked out of the Carling Cup by Wigan through the rubbish away goals rule – it might sound like a bad week.
But at times like this you always have to think of those worse off than yourself. It reminds you to be thankful for what you’ve got – even if all you’ve got is Matt Flamini and Alex Hleb.
I’m not talking about those dunce Spurs fans who travelled to Grimsby earlier this season – I never pity them, I can’t stop laughing at them.
 Nope. I’m thinking about the poor Liverpool fans. Liverpool are guilty of bragging on and on and on about the most fortuitous, super-lucky, super-fluky Champions League win ever.
But this week their supporters had to endure something nobody should go through: The Gary Neville Thrust. Hands up who wants Gary Neville to give them a slippery lap-dance. Right, nobody. So why did he think it appropriate to put a couple of thousand poor scousers through that misery. Keep your grotty thrusting and kisses for your spare time, Gary, and preferably for your wife’s eyes only.
Neville’s Thrust, of course, shows how desperate Moan United have become. They celebrate beating Liverpool as if it will mean extra pizza at the full-time buffet. In actual fact, it only means three points.
Arsenal are in a similarly desperate position, but nobody at Highbury will ever sink that low.
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