Shakespeare's Head

I seem to be a little jumbled. The other day, I wrote about a visit to an Italian Ristorante in London. Well, that visit came after drinks at the Shakespeare's Head Pub. At least, I think it did. I recall sitting in Shakespeare's Pub waiting for Kelly & Joseph (and maybe Edward) to arrive. I wish my memory was better, perhaps Marita Beth's travelogue will provide the correct answer. Either way, the Pub was very fun & sits in a lovely Yuppie part of London with gads of shopping in a walk-only open-air mall. Delightful Arsenal, for the first time in the very long, very rich club history, are through to the semi-finals fo the Champions League. On the heels of their 2-0 win over Juventus a week ago, they played in Turin last night and forced a draw from the Italian side with yet one more Juve seeing red. Marvelous performance from the team. However, it's not over; and if we want Henry to stay, which we do, we really need to win the cup. We have Villareal next, and then hopefully after that 2-leg tie we'll see either Benfica or Barcelona (I'm hoping for Benfica, personally) in the finals. It's important to Henry, it's important to Arsenal and it's important to me. On the weekend we have ManU. This one is critical if for no other reason than for morale. If we can take ManU, we'll jump Tottenham into fourth. From there it's a matter of clinging arse-tight to that spot. Come on the boys! Wastrel On! (Listening to: Ring of Fire by Social Distortion)