I've spent this morning sifting through the charred and broken remains of my APAT experience yesterday - alas there has been nothing to salvage. I was prosecuted to the full extent of Murphy's Law.
Everything that could have gone wrong did, and a few things that really shouldn't be able to go wrong also did - I can only assume - because of my unsympathetic dismissal of the Irish protests earlier this week over the Thierry Henry controversy.
It would have been cheaper and far less distressing had I just woken up yesterday about 11am, set fire to £200 and gone back to bed.
Still, you've got to laugh. Paulie "two thumbs" Townsend is in great shape for day 2 and as we speak probably regretting offering up a 10% deal prior to the tournament as he is sure to take this one down with just a few closet transvestite Germans between him and the title.
Today is a new dawn, a new day and I shall spend it in my Marks and Spencer's lounge-wear watching cowboy films inbetween snoozes.
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