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If I had mind to, I’d tear that fucking statue down and send it back to France…. A mind, they say, is a terrible thing to waste. But sometimes, in my case anyway, I’m not so sure. A mind can be very much like time and money. Money shines more brightly when it’s wasted.…
Business As Usual?? I’m not so sure…. I’ve always resisted the typical end-of-year backward glances; top 23 lists of crap, movies, music that I hate; reminiscences; resolutions; and other typical forms of dull tedious shite. I have at other times engaged in some form of egregious introspection, but not at this time of the…
Trump University 29 Wellesley College 23 Well that one’s a final. Trump somehow wins on a last minute touchdown AT THE DEATH!! No time left on the clock….they might line up for a field goal or a 2 point conversion depending on how Michigan finally falls (more on that in a moment). But it’s…
Nicklas Bendtner eating a yogurt. “It’s been awhile mate, yes?’ he said. I’m approximating his inflection ofcourse, since his actual speech would be more of a Danish accent, but what the fock….it’s all for review and information purposes only so it gets the job done. Onward. “Yes…well….hmmmm.” My reply was simply a matter of…
The Tractor Boys 1 Norwich City 1 I would be remiss if I didn’t write a post that takes more than its share of digs at Ipswich Town, aka The Tractor Boys. I was originally going to include this take in my previous post, but decided it needed its own moment in the sun.…
I know EVERYTHING about English Premier League Fantasy Football — You just wait and see!! Well….all I know is that some bleedin’ gob has started Zlatan, Agüero, and Middlesbrough’s Christian Stuani in his starting lineup today and to that bleedin’ gob I say, “Fuck you!” I also know that my EPL Fantasy Football team,…
Southern Serves The South; AMTRAK saves England! As the Premier League 2016-17 season begins and I start my annual parade of at least 20 predictions sure to go wrong, there is a big rail strike going on in England. Southern Railway, which provides vital commuter and rail services to south London and its suburbs…
Back In The Good Old Days Clint Dempsey’s final match for Fulham vs Newcastle United was a remarkable affair for both himself and The Cottagers. Fulham gave the Magpies a sound 5-2 thrashing as Clint Dempsey became the first American to ever get a hat trick in the Premier League. And instead of smacking…
GIVE that man another pint of gravy, good sir…. It’s been what….a month and a half, say? 3 fortnights? Well, however you slice it up, it’s been an unreasonable passage of time. And no need to belabor the obvious or oblivious facts that get in the way of the truth. And why bother with…
R.I.P. The Greatest 1942-2016 Muhammad Ali was not only the greatest boxer of all time. He was THE Greatest. Period. Full stop. The word THE is vital in the grand scheme of things. The Greatest. But it was not the death of Muhammad Ali that brought this home to me. Instead, it was a…
Bongo Christ (l) and (Not) Johnny Moustache (r) The symphonies themselves are not all that apocryphal, but their performances by Bongo Christ and Johnny Moustache, like any or most of my stories, certainly are as apocryphal as they come. Whether or not their performances will resonate with the world any better than my stories,…
It’s Talladega, Baby!! And I APPROVE of what that means!!! This will, or might likely, be my worst bloog post ever. The feeling grows within me each passing day as the materials, ideas, concepts pile crushing me, until they seem to wither away and I seem to wither away and I put the same…
International Biker Chicks In case I haven’t already announced it, I hereby officially announce my retirement from International Football. That’s it. I’m done. I’m hanging up the boots. Jürgen Klinnsman can come begging all he wants. But sorry. I’m through. I want it understood, however, that while I’m retiring from international football, that does…
My Room With A View The feeling grows within me that what I see out my window here is increasingly relevant to nothing other than itself. This would not necessarily be a bad thing if I were delivering a sermon at your church, but in this case it releases the impulse to communicate, applies…