Why go to the movies when the TV news, with its stories of Tunisian bananas sellers setting themselves on fire causing civil unrest, Ghadaffi fleeing Libya go to Venezuela to bang 10s while his capital city burns and the glorious, glorious defeat of Chelski by Liverpool FC at Stamford Bridge. Poor, poor Fernando. If you are reading this, I wish you no ill will and that one day my heart will mend, but I hope you never ever ever score for those cunts. No movie out there can get near the heartbreak and drama of that Torres leaving/Dalglish revival for me ever.
