Van Persie petulance a sign all is far from well
At least that was for all except Monica, a staunch Stoke supporter for more years than a gentleman cares to mention, who hard as she tried not to gloat didn’t need a car to convey her back to Cobham. She was so high on her side’s surprisingly comfortable success that she could’ve floated back to her Surrey home, aboard the rain sodden layer of cumulus.
I pulled the covers up on Sunday morning, burying my head in the comfort of a couple more hours of my own reverie, rather then confronting the woeful reality of the five points we’ve blown in the past few days, the worrying reoccurrence of Theo’s troublesome shoulder injury, the potentially significant injuries to Adebayor, Gallas etc and the prospect of playing Man United without them and the senselessly suspended Van Persie.
