Not all Christmas Heartache

Well, happy dayz as I am not getting the boot on Christmas Eve as already thought. Contract is to be torn up at end of February. Gives me a nice chance to sort out what I actually want to do with myself now. The flavour of this month is Charity Administrator, needs good communication skills, bit of accounting and organization. I give you, er, me!

AKA Bye-Bye

Will no longer be represented by my good self. What can you do?

D-O-L-E

Dole queue for me after a dee-saster in my exams, might see this bad boy get a few more messages on it though, probably all sports related, As Dougie would say, 'I do apologise!'

So it is out with the old and in with the new.

Shouldn't have either

Lost 4-2 to PwC City, fouling, cheating bastards, now can't walk. Armitt with 2!

Happy Birthday to young Katy Robertson.

Winning finally

A good day, a cheeky 3-1 victory over Knebworth in the cup. Sadly I played absolutely dross, but Danny Crower scored a peach of a third, a beautiful half volley that arrowed in the top corner. Good old Rumpy gave it to me on the website, hahahaha. Although some bastard managed to stand on my thigh and can hardly walk, not looking good for tomorrow.

Romance of the accountants cup?

Sunday 9th October

Cup game for PwC against E&Y 1, the side that beat us 2-1 when we had 10 men two weeks ago. Different story this time as they had only 9 and a comprehensive 4-2 victory sees us roll on to Rd2 where we are guaranteed lower division oppo. Goals from Marshall, Alex F, Neil Ackhurst and Adam Cunningham won it. Played pretty well, considering I was still drunk, but could have been there all night and not got a shot on target, let alone scored. A bit worried about injuries from the lack of referees though. Some nasty stud marks on the knees and my shin pads were weeping in pain at the end.

Who needs Dailly's like these?

A long, long day which was superb until 3.06pm when it all went terribly wrong. Got home from Jo’s birthday party in London at about 2am, then 6.30 am was up for flight to Glas(Vegas)gow and the World Cup Qualifier v Belarus. Bar Buddha the pre-match venue and a nice place too by the way, arrived at 11.15am just after opening time and it was a good start to the day, a positive vibe from the TA and eventually got drunk. It all looked good on the way to the match, lucky sausage supper and everything, and the sing song good, although changing the verses of Flower of Scotland Obviously affected our boys, as 6 minutes in Belarus scored. Absolutely Diabolical performance from Scotland, see Email to the Footsoldiers;

‘The fact is, Scotland didn't do what they have been doing recently, where everyone worked hard, knew their individual and collective jobs and could then play it short and simple.
I would put the blame 50:50 on Smith:Players. I think Smith probably naively (Rangers in Europe) tried to ensure we were in with a shout until the second half where the 12th man could come into play, and try and nick it 1-0 or 2-0 against a technically sound team. The players notably Pressley and Dailly failed to keep it tight for more than 3 minutes and blew this plan out of the water. Then there was no plan B, everyone started looking at each other and no one really grabbed the game by the scruff of the neck. I think Fletch had a go, (but had a crap game, his miscontrol in the second half summing his display up) as did Miller and Ferguson, although they both were trying a bit too hard either trying to beat one too many defenders or overdoing the 50 yard knocks. Honestly, it is a sad state of affairs when Alexander is the obvious Scotland man of the match.

Whilst Smith can't be blamed for the players continuous inability to maintain pressure or possession, his decision not to introduce new faces at any stage in the second half and play a crazy 4-3-3 with square pegs in round holes (Miller Left wing and Maloney on the right) towards the end with Hartley, Fletcher and Ferguson tripping over each other, is
inexcusable and oozed desperation. Also, Belarus were really strong up the middle, so we needed to get some width in order to stretch there defence, a ploy we used effectively against Italy and Norway, but we had no natural left-footer on the pitch at the end (except for Gordon) and were trying to give Maloney the ball at head height wide right. I can only assume that Quashie wasn't fit or no one could hear big Walter above the sound of
hailstones crashing on the roof.
I'm just sad, that Scotland were made to look like they didn't know what they were doing, McCulloch getting in the way on the line of Maloney’s shot in the second half , a metaphor for the game. Mind, Belarus could/should have had more, Hleb looked a bargain at £10 million, although Dailly would enhance my value too.

God bless Spanish Referees and cheap booze at Prestwick Airport!

Robbo’

A cheeky couple at Pandora’s, long and busy train ride to Prestwick and a flight back to Stanstead. Home at midnight a great 20 hrs awake during the day.

WE WON THE ASHES

Unbelievable, albeit with the helping hand of a South African, we have managed to hang on for the Draw and wrap up the series 2-1, for the first time in 20 odd years. Arise Sir Freddie! Bet Fletcher won't get a passport though!

Playing Again

Made my debut for the PwC Buccaneers today, and after only 9 of us got up for it am very tired. Played against PwC TS who had a full complement of 11, and were 1-0 up for about 60 minutes with a right backs to the wall performance. Played quite well, set up the winner with a Tugay volley from the corner that Matt Armitt managed to tuck away. Sadly defeated 3-1 in the end though as them dimwits worked out they could pass straight through us.

Ashes nicely set up for tomorrow after Freddie and Hoggy managed to undo all of the Aussies good work in a morning session straight from the gods. Bloody Warnie managed to remove Strauss, and despite the Aussies best good Humour, light (or lack of it prevailed) and England held steady for the rest of the day.

Sandridge Never Change

Headed along to Sandridge to watch the reserves play and my goodness was I pleased not to be involved in that mess. It was a terribly poor performance against a distinctly average side, relegation was meant to give us a bunch of easy games. Only highlight was Chris Wilding putting the Baldy defender on his backside. But as Chris W beat me to Player of the Year last year, I
have no time for him. Need to try to get to Thursday training though in order to get a game next weekend. I shouldn’t struggle to get a half I shouldn’t think. The first team won in the cup, 4-0, Chris Wickens bagging a hat-trick.

April

Long time without anything here, I do apologise. But what can you do. Working like a dog at the minute and still hating the long commute in. Half baked efforts to do some flat-hunting, a case of believing the mountain might come to Mohammad? Arsenal - Chelsea tonight, fancy Chelsea to accept the trophy on the Weekend as they will probably win tonight and again on weekend against Fulham.

Happy days though, birthday on Saturday, but need to get the old dear something for hers on Monday, buggar.

ambidextrus giblets

There you go, that is what you need

Booze isn't fun

What a pile of old bollocks. Read in the newspaper today that tv adverts that advertise alcohol in an amusing or encouraging way are to be banned. That's the John Smith's/Peter Kay efforts and the WKD ads.

What a pile of crap, why not ban being born for fucks sake. People surely are able to make their own choices every now or then.

Masters, Primed a beauty?

Forgot to include how nicely poised the world of golf is heading into 2005's majors. Woods regained no.1 spot in the world yesterday, pipping Mickelson (last years master!) to the Doral classic in Florida, whilst over in Europe (or Dubai!) Ernie played well to oick up a W there. Vigay has been playing well as other big names Americans are, Monty was in the hunt in Dubai and
hopefully we will see a fantastic week. European hopes appear brighter with the likes of Owen, Donald and Howell playing well and many plying their trade in the US this Spring. Bring on the Azalias and Peter Allis's faux-pars!

Weekend Blues

Strange old weekend, once again all football was cancelled, I know it snowed a bit last week but it really wasn't anything to write home about and Hadley's park should have been able to cope! I think it was more strange with the fact BBC had some sport on it even if it were a poor mans Rugby. Sunday's two close but uninspiring games allowed Jonathan Edwards and Jerry
Guscott to once again castigate the poor skills in the Northern Hemisphere. I kind of like the fact they are using national television as a soap box, Davies appears at times suicidal that people haven't the basic skills he possessed. I get the feeling professionalism isn,t all it cracked up to be
in his eyes.

Good weekend for Chelsea and West Brom, Norwich out of it now and it is 2 from 3 unless Pompy get caught up in it. Fulham too are perilously close to the Championship abyss. Back to the Champions League this week, all talk of Chelsea-Barca and the folks at ITV have got it live. Could be a few freeview boxes pulling up with cramp though as United venture to the San Siro at the same time trying to overturn the1-0 deficit from Carrolls blunder at Old Trafford on the ITV2. I can't call the Chelsea game, think united will go out, Arsenal too although only after giving it a good go and Liverpool too will scrape through, they are a bit of a dark horse saving their best for Europe and their last two performances have a destiny about them.

F1 got underway and it all looks quite happy with the new regulations, it will be interesting what a normal climatic hour of qualifying will do. No one had to push too hard on Sunday am and how long will the engine rules stay in place after BAR so readily manipulated them.

Finally, good weekend for Tennis (yawn) and reasonable for Athletics, that hall in Madrid looks the part, the millennium dome has the promise to be a similar building for us, let it host these things, the capitals answer to the NEC.

Cup Replays

Apparently it was all about the romance of the cup last night, and to be honest, maybe the romance wasn’t there in terms of results, but all three diddy teams definitely stuck it up the big uns at certain points. Whilst Hansen was whining about the lack of goals the Blades-Gunners match was superb entertainment, if only because in the absence of Terence H, Freddie
Ljungberg decided to throw his toys out of the pram, when really he was at fault a lot of the time himself. Exciting to the end though, really made my night, didn’t want extra time to end. Sack shoot-outs, extra time should continue with golden goal after the 30 minutes, swapping halves every 15 minutes. Moment of the match, apart from Paddy Kelly not diving to his right in shoot-out due to injury has got to be Pascal Cygan’s terrible attempt on goal, Shinned it good and proper.

Blogging the way forward

Thought I'd blog from work, not too bad, very tired, working hard and looking forward to Arsenal on TV tonight even without any centre-forwards!

Girls name! Not really surprised though are you!

Beckhams get 'hat-trick'

Hooliganism Rules Again!

Really is a pushing need to deal with all the hooligan issues quickly and decisively this week with the three weekend examples in Liverpool, Glasgow and Burnley. It isn't about kickoff times, the latter two showed this, it is about laying down the law and really detering the idiots. Can't see it happening though and TV will be blamed!

Best Aussie Open Ever!

First both ladies semis go all the way to set up a clash of the heavyweights, then this, Safin upsets Federer in 5 marathon sets. Plus still have Hewitt trying his utmost to stop Roddicks fire.

Real news for a change.

This is going to sound a bit ‘Big Brother’ diary room-esque, but I am amazed by just how popular and in the news this blogging is. In the dictionary; bloggers: ‘people of the year’ and now the bloggers; the Oscars of the blogging world. I didn’t realise just how many people own/run/record/make one! Fascinating stuff, I’m sure someone is missing something, but surely it could be good publicity for a celebrity to set one up and keep a diary of their lives, literally that would be an up to date autobiography, or a glimpse inside a heat magazine or hello world. I guess that would make those magazines a bit defunct. Also, the celebrity is totally in control of what they do and what they do not put on it, instead of relying on manipulation of the press. Just a thought, but I hereby copy write it, ©.

Talking of the Oscars, which I wasn’t apart in passing, already there is a story of how an actress has made good in all the glitterati of Hollywood having grown up in a rough and ready neighbourhood. This time it is Sophie Okonedo, who is up for best supporting actress for her role in Hotel Rwanda. I have no idea if she is going to win or not, I have not seen the film and hence nor have I witnessed her performance. Anyway, in today’s evening standard, it talks of her upbringing in the Chalkhill estate, Wembley, an upbringing where harsh doesn’t do it justice. Now again I’m not going to judge the area, I’ll go with the journalist who wrote the piece, but I find this sort of journalism very easy, write a piece on someone’s childhood and sensationalise it as against all odds story line. Apart from the odd Hollywood family, how many of the big names are actually Hollywood born and bred. Very few, most of them can be classified as incredibly good looking and can act pretty well (looks don’t win big roles, I don’t care if Julia Roberts is fit and Brad Pitt adorns most teenage girls bedroom walls, they both can act), but most of them are from their own humble beginnings. We don’t hear about the big names history when they are nominated so why bore me with details about the newbie’s. Sure mention it, I certainly have a lot of admiration for this lady, but I’d rather hear about the work she put in just before and during the filming, I’m guessing that the film is probably quite a good conversation if about Rwanda in the last 15 yrs. Remember more folk died from ethnic cleansing there at the hands of fellow humans as died in the tsunami.

Trying Again!

Thought I should start this bad boy up again, mainly as I have nothing to do at work until I get an important email in and it makes me look busy. Sadly, the longer I wait the quicker I will have to work this afternoon as apparently it is very important and needs to be completed by this evening. Out goes football training tonight then.
So, work is good, a little up and down in terms of having work to do, on the whole working at work is better than having to while away time, but sadly much work is just calling up people, mostly French who don’t understand me. Not so good.
It is better than the old ICAS exams though, although i'm sure I have mentioned this week during a bad moment that I’d rather be back at college. Gotta stop doing that then!
I think last week really tired me as the Kelster was here too and great as it was to see her, I tried to be to good a host (when I really didn’t need to as she is a grown girl like) and all that worrying and crap i didn't need to do tires you out. Took her to the Vic’ though and saw the hornets win and everything. Sadly they were crap last night.
Well, hopefully keep more up to date like Ollie does, we’ll not hold our breath though.