Gary's World. Of. Football.

You ain't going to believe this, but it's true.

Saturday afternoon I was in London and, more precisely, Earl's Court. Looking at the bits and pieces of dead people in the Bodies exhibition. I'm not going to review it or anything (didn't like it), but one bit involved the foot.

Labelled was the metatarsal. I began to think about old Dave and his breaking of the aforementioned bone. Then I began to consider how unfortunate it would be if the boy Rooney was to break his. Honest.

Now I'm a sciencey kind of guy and it seems obvious to me that this strong thought made the relatively short trip to Stamford Bridge and thus rendered a key part of the right punter of Mr Wayne fractured. What can I say, I apologise to the nation. Next time I'll nip such thoughts in the bud. Or perhaps start wearing a hat. At least he'll have some time to get writing Volume 1 of his memoirs.

And while I'm thinking about the bodies exhibition, I think I'll relay one of the comments that someone had wrote in the guest book type thing at the end:

"This was real GANGSTER. Now I no how babies are made lol."