This week just keeps getting better. Shearer comes (and no matter what he says, it's inconceivable that Kinnear will be back in charge next year), Wise goes, and Sunderland's star player gets lifted for assault outside a lapdancing club. Even the weather has improved: in Riga yesterday's temperature was nine degrees, the highest of the year. One day soon I might see a Latvian in something other than knee-high boots and a fur-lined hood - and Newcastle could be out of the bottom three.
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my money's on the weather...
(20°C here :)
Twenty degrees? I'd almost forgotten the temperature could go so high.
Who knows what'll happen with Shearer? But it's something at least.
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