The comes a time when even the greatest generals lay down their weapons and accept their “day of defeat”. Hannibal at Zama, Napoleon at Waterloo, and now Mark at Eastlands.
I know for sure after a couple of retrospective days, he’ll dust himself down and prepare for the next Gameweek. There’s nothing more dangerous than a wounded animal and what could be better than a double Gameweek to help the rehabilitation.
According to Mark, having got wind of his selection in my wildcard squad, Luka Modric laughed so hard he burst his appendix, making that the first time my bandwagon was derailed by an internal organ.
Fabregas signs his own midweek game sicknote; in his mother’s handwriting. So he’s finally transferred himself into his own Fantasy team and we about to see why he’s been holding back these last few weeks. Well that’s the theory.
Off to the island we travel with Nikola “Gulliver” Zigic, our very own coconut picker. Mark’s bringing the rum, and with my cheapo cartons of Asda value pineapple juice, we’ve got our very own Pina Colada on tap. If it looks like the heavy cargo is going to sink us we can always jettison the flotsam, or in order words chuck out Darren Bent.
Up for discussion this episode is the Manchester derby and the perils of Gameweek 28, while the debate of Charlie’s 8 or 9 yellows gets put to bed.
Oh and by the way, please accept our apologies for the “playful shenanigans” at the start of last week’s podcast. We were unaware that our microphones were hooked up and if any offense was caused, it was purely intentional.
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