Some might put an open palmed hand to their foreheads in disbelief. Others might just have frozen to the spot, eyes wide, with a frightened, but steady gulp to give away that feeling of shock inside. And those from the highly predictable F•R•I•E•N•D•S generation would merely have clasped their hands to their mouths to mufflescream the drama queen's speech of...
Oh.
My.
God.
They say, indeed, that the fore mentioned deity moves in mysterious ways. This is often just a phrase used to cold comfort a chit-chatter after news of a major human disaster. Like an Earthquake, for example.
Well, He [or She] certainly unleashed the Point-equivalent of an earthquake on this particular Fantasy Football League Village. Not only did the Manager of the Week certificate go to Khumbula Dube for his Dube Stars' 34 point mega-haul, but also the worst score of the season [so far] has been suffered by, yes, we all know who, Mat Tucker's Tat Mucker.
Minus 9.
Thank you Jermaine Defoe and Aaron Lennon.
The Table has been shaken with such ferocity that teams have been jiggled around the League placings like never before. Smasher falls to seventh, Pompey Puss falls seven, Wymondham Wanderers climb five, Dirtbox Albion climbs up six and Cardinal Gold Rovers climb highest by jumping up eight places.
Massive.
Word.
In an office far, far away.... it was lunch time
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