Tantrums and more delusion.

It's Not fair!

Hmm, so much has happened  since last week and today I have to say that I threw the baby out of the pram, or out with the bath water, whichever one you prefer.  And I am not the only one.  It seems like Wayne Rooney may be having a mega tantrum for reasons best known to him and Alex Ferguson.  He must be well pissed having watched his team throw away a two nil lead! I talked about delusion last week, but whilst I believe I have relieved myself of my own delusion, I seemed to have passed it and some more to Roy Hodgson, who is the only person in the world who thinks that we played well and were unlucky not to have gotten anything from the game at Goodison Park.

Devil food

 So why my own tantrum, well after last week, with my addition of 1 pound for which I took responsibility, this week I stayed the same. I was and am still not amused. I did everything right,  I swapped it around, mixed it up and counted every single syn that I had, in fact to be honest, I did not have a lot of syns AND I did not have any healthy extras, i.e. no bread, no cereal no dried fruit or porridge.  So imagine my shock and horror when I got on the scales.  Therefore instead of remaining calm, and analysing what I had done, wrongly or otherwise, on the way to my zumba class, I stopped to buy petrol and I also purchased a grab bag of walkers crisp, Worcester sauce flavour and a wispa bar together with  lucozade sport and devoured the lot!

Psychologically this is the same as throwing away a 2-0 lead. After all, before I got to class and got weighed, I was happy and had a spring in my step.  I was confident that I was going to win on the scales and that I would be well on my way to losing the next ½ stone and nearer to fitting into my lovely trousers hanging without use in my wardrobe. Well blow me, I am no nearer, and I could not take heart from the fact that at least I had not put on. Oh no only a loss was gonna be good enough. That feeling of euphoria was short lived, and by doing what I did, I let the devil in and undid my good work!

static stars

I wonder how Gerrard, Torres and Cole feel, with all the ups and down of last week’s purchase malarkey. It was supposed to be the start of a new era, with new optimism. So imagine my shock, or in fact the collective shock of all other Liverpool supporters when we turned out a Goodison Park and played the way we did!  No passion, no control, half asleep and lost in a fixture that is historically significant to our club and that we have not lost for the last 5 years! We lost in spectacular fashion. I cannot even bring myself to put it down to the laws of averages.. we through away a golden opportunity to bring back the feel good factor.. ie we gave away a 2-0 lead!