I'm not going to South Africa. So instead I'm gonna try and watch a bit if not all of every game at work, or at home or in a bar or wherever. On the telly. With a beer. And I'm gonna predict who I think is gonna win. And talk about football stuff. So there.

Wednesday 21 April 2010

Early Confession.

The tournament hasn't even kicked off and I'm already lying to you. I don't have an armchair. If I'm watching at home, waiting for my girlfriend to give birth, I shall be sitting on an Argos corner sofa. If I'm in a pub, I'll be standing. And if at work, sitting on a swivel chair (admittedly that has arms).