Coventry City in playoff contention...
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Friday, 18 June 2010
How does this fat fool keep getting on my telly?!!
Someone will express this better than I, but her is my $0.02 on the matter.
Dunno bout you, but I wasnt invited to the meeting that decided James Cordon would be the football voice of the people. This guy seems to have broken out of his bumbling and not funny niche and suddenly done a Parkie on us. He writes a column in The Times and has a post match talk show on ITV for goodness sake!???
Seriously, I'm racking my brains to see what worth this guy has. His WC scribblings are insight and humour free whilst he has minimal passion or entertainment on telly either! For me he's the bastard child of Chris Moyles and Terry Wogan; without the spiky subversive charm of the former or the smooth appeal of the latter. This fat, football everyman has none of the comedy of Baddiel and Skinner, whose banter and passion ITV obviously hope he will update. Cordon is like the out of shape drinking dudes I work with, not much fun to be around, with only their self deprecating blokeishness as a redeeming factor. Think Peter Kay without the laughs or the energy.
Does this guy really deserve the exposure he's getting right now? Are we really that devoid of TV personalities that we've adopted the fat, annoying one off Gavin and Stacey to be our sporting, cultural representative? With the banality and lack of imagination floating on our airwaves and screens big and small, it doesnt suprise me. It still saddens me a little.
Alex
Dunno bout you, but I wasnt invited to the meeting that decided James Cordon would be the football voice of the people. This guy seems to have broken out of his bumbling and not funny niche and suddenly done a Parkie on us. He writes a column in The Times and has a post match talk show on ITV for goodness sake!???
Seriously, I'm racking my brains to see what worth this guy has. His WC scribblings are insight and humour free whilst he has minimal passion or entertainment on telly either! For me he's the bastard child of Chris Moyles and Terry Wogan; without the spiky subversive charm of the former or the smooth appeal of the latter. This fat, football everyman has none of the comedy of Baddiel and Skinner, whose banter and passion ITV obviously hope he will update. Cordon is like the out of shape drinking dudes I work with, not much fun to be around, with only their self deprecating blokeishness as a redeeming factor. Think Peter Kay without the laughs or the energy.
Does this guy really deserve the exposure he's getting right now? Are we really that devoid of TV personalities that we've adopted the fat, annoying one off Gavin and Stacey to be our sporting, cultural representative? With the banality and lack of imagination floating on our airwaves and screens big and small, it doesnt suprise me. It still saddens me a little.
Alex
Thursday, 17 June 2010
Righto, time for a proper post.
I was inspired by a nighttime trawl through facebook to write something a little more worthwhile. More than just my football musings, that is.
As a rule, I dont bother facebook, and facebook doesnt bother me. If it wasnt for the people in far flung places, my account would've been long dead. From time to time I do have a trawl, sifting through the silt of inane chatter and unmade social arrangements looking for a diamond or two. The social networking buzz has long since passed, but I do get a kick from seeing how life has treated people in my past. The smooth, creamy faces of yore are now squinty and more wrinkled. There are people engaged who I never thought would be engaged, whilst others are leading lives which I couldn't imagine when I knew them. Makes me thrilled to know life is treating some people well.
Some people are still the same as they always were. Tom still makes the same droll comments which make me chuckle, as he always has. Like Oscar Wilde in a cantankerous, brassy wrapping. However, I'm feeling slightly low today. It seems that bonds of friendship are loosening and coming away when once they were strong. For some this is for positive reasons. My friend Steve, for instance, is going off to Belgium to live with an old flame. She appreciates his full worth now, it seems. This is a guy who has been desperate to give something back to the world over the past few years that I can only be happy for him, despite the fact he is no longer near... free room and board on a European holiday destination though :)
For others, life gets in the way, it seems. I can appreciate that, but it's still hard when you drift away from someone you once had a close rapport with.
Alex
I was inspired by a nighttime trawl through facebook to write something a little more worthwhile. More than just my football musings, that is.
As a rule, I dont bother facebook, and facebook doesnt bother me. If it wasnt for the people in far flung places, my account would've been long dead. From time to time I do have a trawl, sifting through the silt of inane chatter and unmade social arrangements looking for a diamond or two. The social networking buzz has long since passed, but I do get a kick from seeing how life has treated people in my past. The smooth, creamy faces of yore are now squinty and more wrinkled. There are people engaged who I never thought would be engaged, whilst others are leading lives which I couldn't imagine when I knew them. Makes me thrilled to know life is treating some people well.
Some people are still the same as they always were. Tom still makes the same droll comments which make me chuckle, as he always has. Like Oscar Wilde in a cantankerous, brassy wrapping. However, I'm feeling slightly low today. It seems that bonds of friendship are loosening and coming away when once they were strong. For some this is for positive reasons. My friend Steve, for instance, is going off to Belgium to live with an old flame. She appreciates his full worth now, it seems. This is a guy who has been desperate to give something back to the world over the past few years that I can only be happy for him, despite the fact he is no longer near... free room and board on a European holiday destination though :)
For others, life gets in the way, it seems. I can appreciate that, but it's still hard when you drift away from someone you once had a close rapport with.
Alex
Tuesday, 15 June 2010
Were you really THAT suprised?
USA 1 England 1
So here we go again.
England get off to the typical sluggish start despite the hype. I nearly choked on my popcorn after 4 mins when Gerard scored his opener. But our previous of bottling it despite a good start stuck in my mind. And of course my fears came to pass. The ball bounced torturously in front of Robert Green, slipping off his gloves like they'd been greased. Queue bemused delight from the American players and looks of horror from Our Boys.
We've seen it all before of course. The jingoist idiots of the press were predicting 3-1, 2-0 and that sort of thing. How wrong they were. Just because we have a stern, Italian technician who knows what he's talking about, doesnt mean we've got the team to match.
I've always had a grudging respect for the Germans and they didnt disappoint. A clinical demolition of the Australians means they are now amongst the favourites to win the World Cup. Now there's a new generation of German players to despise too, my favourite player is Mesut Ozil, a midfielder of great talent who looks so shifty that he'd make a fine cameo in a 50s Cold War thriller:
You could just imagine Orson Wells shooting him in the opening scene...I might have a punt on them to win a few more games if there is still cash in the PaddyPower kitty...have a feeling they wont be letting me down anytime soon.
Alex
Alex
Wednesday, 9 June 2010
A football related quick one..
Feeling guilty,
I haven't written here for ages, I know. Had plans to download many humourous pictures of X with anecdotes alongside. Seems that life got in the way. Sorry..
So whats new with me? Well, fair fortune has been smiling on me. My occasional flutter on the football has become a full on torrent of lucrative gambling success. During my constant search for ways of making a few extra quid, I came across the topcashback website, which in turn diverted to Paddy Power online. 'Bet a tenner, get 20 back' was the selling point and a couple of months ago, I was prepared to give it a try. Have always enjoyed checking out the form and one successful punt back in the day yielded enough 20 pound notes from the bookies that I couldnt shut my wallet! So, Ive been hooked ever since, and have enjoyed a long stream of luck. My online pot has now reached four figures (??!!), the prospect of which still stuns me.
It's been at a cost though. My mind has been full of football for the last couple of months now. The BBC videprinter has always close to hand and during a sunny Sunday afternoon I was glued to cricket updates on my phone whilst X paddled in a local outdoor swimming pool. Jeez, it's wonderful to cobble together a mental shopping list to spend the winnings on. But at the same time, it does your head in unlike anything else I've experienced in a while.
There is an end in sight to my football purgatory. After a flurry of group games where the footballing powers will prevail, it gets a bit more evenly contested in the knock out stages. I'll cash in my chips before then, and focus on spending my spoils.
It'll be nice to get my life back...
I haven't written here for ages, I know. Had plans to download many humourous pictures of X with anecdotes alongside. Seems that life got in the way. Sorry..
So whats new with me? Well, fair fortune has been smiling on me. My occasional flutter on the football has become a full on torrent of lucrative gambling success. During my constant search for ways of making a few extra quid, I came across the topcashback website, which in turn diverted to Paddy Power online. 'Bet a tenner, get 20 back' was the selling point and a couple of months ago, I was prepared to give it a try. Have always enjoyed checking out the form and one successful punt back in the day yielded enough 20 pound notes from the bookies that I couldnt shut my wallet! So, Ive been hooked ever since, and have enjoyed a long stream of luck. My online pot has now reached four figures (??!!), the prospect of which still stuns me.
It's been at a cost though. My mind has been full of football for the last couple of months now. The BBC videprinter has always close to hand and during a sunny Sunday afternoon I was glued to cricket updates on my phone whilst X paddled in a local outdoor swimming pool. Jeez, it's wonderful to cobble together a mental shopping list to spend the winnings on. But at the same time, it does your head in unlike anything else I've experienced in a while.
There is an end in sight to my football purgatory. After a flurry of group games where the footballing powers will prevail, it gets a bit more evenly contested in the knock out stages. I'll cash in my chips before then, and focus on spending my spoils.
It'll be nice to get my life back...
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