To what we would love to think is their eternal shame, Messrs Cort and Kabba have performed so appallingly this season that Beesy’s first home game joke about buying a hobo lunch if neither of them scored for a month has come to pass.
We would love to say this comes as a surprise to us, but in truth we’ve been planning how to buy a hobo lunch since, er, the second home game of the season.
So while we hope against hope that the loan window sees the arrival of at least one striker – assuming Charlie Mac is fit enough to resume full-time – your dutiful correspondents are left with the task of finding a homeless person who doesn’t bite for whom to buy lunch; very difficult when we can’t remember when Southend away is.
Here are some ground rules:
- Lunch will not be bought anywhere we have to pay a cover.
- Lunch has to be bought away from where either of us live, work or occasionally travel, as we certainly don’t want a reputation as buyers of food for homeless types.
- Homeless person must not swear at/threaten to kill us prior to the purchase of lunch.
- Main only, by which we mean perhaps a sandwich and a bag of crisps.
- Centrepoint don’t like our bet. At all.
- Which is pretty fucking ungrateful if you ask me, they could just pocket the money and tell us they bought a hobo lunch. The whole point of using Centrepoint was so that we’re as far away as possible from the hobo.
- The hobo will get food, not cash, so no booze or heroin.
- Watch this space for the new expanded Cort, Kabba and Weston bet…