Training HQ shut down. Eighteen players and staff affected with illness. Wilson Palacios and Vedren Corluka struggling to be fit for the Everton game on Sunday.
The far reaching remnants of David Dein's devastating influence years after 2006 and the biggest conspiracy since JFK have ghosted back in to potentially damage our run-in campaign.
In addition, Defoe (hamstring) and Bentley (hair out of place) are also injury concerns. And with Pompey in administration, expect Kevin Prince Boateng to return for an undisclosed fee in the summer, just to compound the hurt further.
RIP 2010 season; faster than you can tuck into a pasta dish and puke it up.
But do not fret. We have Kaboul ready and willing to slot into the right-back position as he was re-signed as a utility player (of sorts). But alas, no need. Because BAE (who isn't a right back) can play there because even though he's not a right-back naturally, he's more trusted to achieve stability in that position than the aforementioned player.
But do not fret. We have Kaboul ready and willing to slot into the defensive midfield position as he was re-signed as a utility player (of sorts). But alas, no need. Jenas can partner Huddlestone in the middle. Hahaha, just jesting, just jesting. He's also struggling with an injury.
So perhaps Modric can play there with Niko out on the left. In fact if we need to draft in a sack of potatoes to do a job in place of Jenas/Kaboul in Wilson's (probable) absence, then so be it.
No Azza, he's apparently flying off to Europe for an op. Ah Europe, the promised land. One day, one day.
I have not a clue how well we've managed to train yesterday/today with the Lodge locked down. I can only hope that Everton's limp away form and a rejuvenated Pav will be able to do enough to win the day for us. Harry continuing his half-arsed attempts at back-pats by suggesting Roman needs to work harder, which to be fair is half decent motivation. Although completely redundant comments unless the Russian picks up a copy of The Sun and asks his interpreter to translate.
Never boring, this THFC lark. COYS.
Enjoy your Friday afternoon.