Every year I hear a lot of nonsense about “new year, new me” and the like, and I’ve always figured that it was basically bollocks. My life is hardly perfect though, so what the hell – this year I’ll give it a try.
What though, to resolve to do. Be nicer? Too hard. Just be less of an asshole? Easier, but still seems a high bar. Also, if I’m going to do this it should at least be beneficial to me. Something like hearing Rani talk less would fulfil that last criteria.
And so I arrived at the answer: my New Year’s Resolution is to make less wrong predictions.
You see, I began my blogging career at Yammer with a prediction. A bad one. I then followed it up with another clanger and I am yet to hear the end of it from Rani. Seeing as these two howlers seem to be his favourite thing to talk to me about, if I make less in the future he might give me less crap. Worth a try, I figure.
To get the ball rolling for New Me, I’m cashing in a correct prediction I made. Joel Matip is injured. He went down the other day in Liverpool’s draw against West Brom, holding his groin. Apparently he had hurt his adductor muscle by … wait for it … kicking the ball.
As a Liverpool supporter this is infuriating. As a Yammer blogger though it gives my ramblings credibility. And for New Me, it is excellent news.
You see, on the 13th of November I wrote of Joel Matip: “He’s not actually injured at the moment, but he will be soon.”
Back of the fucking net.
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