Tempting my feet…

I may be tempting my feet, as they say, but what a great side they have at Barcelona! The first twenty minutes against Arsenal was the best they have ever played, and it is only because Almunia’s father was an octopus and his mother a gazelle that they didn’t score four or five goals. Even Ibrahimovic (who has a worrying tendency to spend most of the match in an offside position – maybe he got the rule book upside down?) was able to score two goals in the second half after looking for much of the season like a bit of a jacket-potato. Then this weekend Guardiola puts out his B team and they score four against Athletic!

This week is going to difficult though, with Arsenal and Real Madrid in five days. When Barça were two up against the Gunners, a wise-crack commentator on Spanish television said, oh, Piqué and Puyol both need one yellow card to be suspended, so why doesn’t one of them get himself booked as this is already won, and then they will be free for the semi-final! So what happens? Piqué gets booked, Puyol gets sent off and the Arse score two goals to equalise, meaning they will have to face the second leg level, probably with the Wookie Chygrg.. Chyngryn.. you know who we mean, in defence. Now that’s what I was saying about tempting feet, so I won’t say any more…