Nature's first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf's a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf,
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day
Nothing gold can stay.
Most of you will have heard or read about Harper Jun by now, and many of you will have formed opinions, good or bad, on her Tom Carroll obsession. And, make no mistake, her commitment is total. However, if anyone understands her devotion, it's us here at Cartilage Free Captain. We (some more than others, admittedly) have been obsessing for years over the little English metronome.
What you all don't know is that she has been a constant source of discussion amongst the contributors to this site for months. A week has not gone by without us discussing the movements of our delightfully devoted fellow supporter. In fact, a couple months ago Michael Caley made a reference to her Instagram page at the end of an episode of Wheeler Dealer Radio.
Just before Christmas I was huddled up with three other writers looking at her page and all the places Little Tom (what I call the doll) had travelled, discussing the ramifications of us following her, of us outing her to the cruel, misunderstanding world. In the end, we decided we couldn't do it. Frankly, to us, she's perfect and we wanted to keep everything just the way it was.
The way it was is gone now. That I can't change. What I can request, however, is to love her like we've loved her; hopefully, her and Little Tom bring you as much happiness as they've brought us.
And now for the "news":
Mauricio turns British fullbacks into stars, full fledged internationals, or helps them recapture their form. Arsene sells them to West Ham. This shouldn't be too difficult then, Ben.
Is a theme in transfer news developing here?
Always nice to read about the club in the community.
I don't watch golf. I don't particularly like playing it. The culture surrounding the sport is weird to me. Case in point: only in a totally insular world like professional golf could a guy dressed like "Duf" call someone else a clown unironically.