Soccer, NASCAR, F1 Fan Blog seasoned with Japanese Anime and served with Music and Beer.
This Is What It’s Come To, Again…. When we last checked in on David Moyes, he’d been appointed manager of Manchester United at the behest and recommendation on of Sir (Lord) Alex Ferguson who was retiring after 26 years on the clock. Moyes was the former manager of Everton, and as I mentioned, was…
Amtrak 8 will be arriving on YOUR planet shortly!! I’ve pored through my photo archives and it dawned on me that I really have almost no pictures of Amtrak 7, the Empire Builder from Chicago to Seattle. Almost all my Empire Builder pictures are of the eastbound Amtrak 8. It’s most likely down to…
Wayne Rooney Goes Home To Roost With far less fanfare than That Villan John Terry, Wayne leaves Man U and returns to his old home club, Everton from whence he sprang into Britain’s….well, England’s at least….football imagination so many years ago. There wasn’t the major salutations that surrounded Terry’s departure from Chelsea. Which 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…
My blog, recently…. I’ve been on the verge of filing a petition with the Federal Railroad Administration for the abandonment of this blog. The property is in sad shape, needs extensive maintenance work, track and signal upgrades. Bridges need to be replaces, not to mention the new ones that need to be built. All…
Astra 2 West Ham United 1 Vitesse Arnhem 0 Southampton 2 This morning , the race for the 2017 Europa League Championship began in England at Old Trafford. ManU(re) momentarily holds a 1-0 lead at halftime courtesy of a Kyle Walker own goal that Wayne Rooney celebrated as if he scored it himself, but…
Approaching WATFORD….enroute to LEICESTER CITY. The English Premier League has thrown me a curve this season. Last season, for the most part they were tossing straight up heat, reaching back and bringing the cheese. But this season, my word, the drop on that curveball has nearly left my bat on my shoulder and an…
The English Premier League Weekend in poetic form. Since I’m not well versed (see what I did there, Clive?) in classical Japanese poetry, I can’t and will not even pretend to try anything more clever than a well known 3 line poetic form based on the concept of 5 syllables, then 7 syllables and…
What colour Dress are THESE twats wearing?? Against a real football club, such as ArseAnal ((see what I did there, Clive?)) or thier Noisy Neighbors, or my beloved Chelski ((See? I do have a sense of humour after all…)), ManU(re) would not have won this game based upon their run of play. But, alas,…
“I’m just wondering here, Clive….shouldn’t he have just quit blogging already?” You might have been counting your blessings as the memories (such as they might be) of too many cups of wassail flicker out like the Christmas lights torn down on the stroke of Twelfth Night. After all, it’s 33% into the first month…
Louis van Gaal and Manuel Pelligini share a bit of pre-Manchester Derby banter…. The most important thing that will happen tomorrow, as I write this, or one hundred years ago, as you read this, is the Manchester Derby. Not the Breeders Cup, the US Gran Prix, the Texas 500, nor Washington 23 Minnesota Vike-Queens…
I knew there was a catch…. Everton 21 Chelsea 42 I’ve always thought, as I’ve mentioned before, that these bloogs and online sadness diaries were supposed to be all about me. From the day time, or blogging, began, whichever came first, I’ve always assumed this to be the case. But recently it’s come to my…
LA Galaxy 0 ManU(re) 7 While Matt Kenseth and Danica Patrick were not even imaging that they would merely qualify 13th and 14th respectively for today’s Brickyard 400, ManU(re) were obvious attempting, with some success, to achieve the highest stage of manliness imaginable in front of 86,432 fans at The Rose Bowl…
Chelsea 1 Sunderland 2 The only way I can grasp and comprehend the aforementioned scoreline is this: If Plan A doesn’t work, you go to Plan B. If Plan B doesn’t work, try Formula 2. I mean, really now, what the FOCK anyway?!! It was freaking SUNDERLAND one time there now!! SUNDERLAND!!…