Blogging about blogging...

Writing can say a lot about how you are feeling at the time, especially if you write off-the-cuff - which I do all of the time - and I don't think too much about it. I started writing my thoughts down in May this year after I went through a tough experience and I've found it very therapeutic. So I thought I would start blogging, and publish my inner most secret thoughts and opinions, see if anyone agrees with me or if I'm any good at writing at all. I'd like to see if I could get some kind of small fan base or not!! I've got so much to talk about. Today though, my thoughts turn to football... I'm going to the Spurs v Villa game tonight, straight from work. I'm a Park Lane season ticket holder and thought I'd write you something from a girl's point of view. I missed the Sunderland game so this is my first home league game of the season, I came up to the Roma friendly, we looked really good then, we didn't look like we had the usual pre-season problems after bringing in a lot of new players, we looked settled and up for it. We had a lot of hard workers that day - and a 5-0 win wasn't bad either. But now with the departure of our two (of the most unloyal) strikers and a few more new faces, I can't wait to see the new look. We've started poorly (again) – and in my opinion it's pretty much down to the transfer window closing after the season started. Berbatov unsettled us a lot. Ramos moaned a bit about this, but we were still late in buying a few players and missed out. I'm hoping now all the dust has settled, we'll start playing proper football. Zakora playing in defence was never going to work and now the team bus is full.... well I am keeping my fingers crossed, we'll do well tonight. Although I have a sneaking suspicion it could be a bore draw. It's the same old stuff with Spurs fans: "This'll be our year" repeats over and over in our heads. So: a typical girl's worries when going to a football match consist of: my 30 min tube ride, 10 min bus ride and a 15 min walk after the game, including the hike up the steps into the ground and jumping around for 90 minutes. All in kitten heels, oops. I'm going to enjoy the beautiful game, wearing beautiful shoes. COYS.