Au contraire. The Sky/scum/money/tuberculosis 6 know for a fact that our lads love Songs of Praise, and they know that, by missing it, they'll be too upset to take penalties in the FA Cup third round defeat to Rotherham.
It electrocutes my scrotum, it enlivens my stools, it sears my buttocks, it juliennes my tadger to think of them laughing at Aston Villa, which is all they ever think about.
I don't know what we've done to make ourselves such a target. They must be really threatened by decades of mediocrity.