Behold the Spoiler, for it has risen anew!
This website fell asleep in the summer and forgot to set the alarm. Five months later…
A friend of The Spoiler’s once found Lemmy fast asleep in a west London phone box. As he was acquainted with the warty bassist and quiz machine enthusiast, he took him to his nearby flat, where Lemmy conked out on his sofa. For three days. Apparently he’d been on a speed-fuelled mega-session and hadn’t slept in a week.
The Spoiler has also been spark out on its metaphorical slab for an inhumanly long stretch, dreaming of goal line technology, affordable ticket prices and a Match of the Day line up that adds to the sum of human knowledge. While it could have slumbered on before such things come to pass, it has decided to return to the land of the living, so bank on a daily infusion of Spoilerism, should you be of a mind to check in again.
Most significantly, while continuing to seek joy amongst the many vexations of the national sport, we shall also be seeking profit through our latest betting theories, many – but not of all – of which, came to us in our dreams. This rather unstable source of information has never been considered problematic by The Spoiler, so perhaps you’ll be so kind as to either register your contempt for our theories in the comments box, or take a punt and share your gratitude for our wisdom and generosity in the same place.
Wake up and smell the flares!