Sven Goran Eriksson - My Fake Diary

Monday, 29 November 2010

God it's cold.

I hope tonights game will be called off, I'd rather spend the time drinking Svedka with a horny nubile young slip of a thing than watch a bunch of hairy arsed bloke run round in the cold.

Maybe I could go on a 'scouting mission' somewhere?

Still, after those in-bred south Bristol hillbillies beat us we need to win.

Jack Hobbs is looking for his 100th start, we'll see...