Can you beat Bo?!

Gather round, gather round — the scroll is unfurled, the fixtures have spoken, and Bo has once again peered into the very soul of the beautiful game to bring you THE definitive Premier League table, before a ball is kicked. Thank me now. Thank me later. Thank me in May, when you're staring at this very list in disbelief.

Ladies and gentlemen, the final whistle has blown, the confetti's down, and the World Cup is OVER. What a tournament it was.

Now, I promised you a summer of pure predictive genius. I promised you Bo would gaze into the fixtures and emerge, as ever, your undisputed champion. Reader, I finished ninth. NINTH. Beaten by eight of you. On my own website.

But enough about my heartbreak — let's talk about the man who did it. Macken2010, take a bow. 1150 points, a tournament played with ice in the veins, and champion by a clear forty points at the summit. That's no fluke and no hot streak — that's a punter who called it right when it mattered most. Deserved, magnificent, and utterly ruthless. The World Cup crown is yours.

Behind him — and I want you all to know this brings me no joy whatsoever — Joel. Second on 1110, and once again, somehow, cosmically, sitting above me in the table. Joel, we'll be discussing this over the off-season.

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