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9月2日 Fuel TaxLadies and Gents, it has been a long time since I have written a blog entry, and in that time, mainly due to my Season Review, I have become an official blogger for the Liverpool Echo's LFC Banter blog site. I have, as yet, not written my first one, but it is coming soon. Rest assured that once yours truely here has gotten over some extreme, not to mention hideous and ironic, writers blog, I will post a linky to what I do eventually write.
Anyways, the purpose of this post is not to promote my writing (or rather, non-writing), but to have what could only be described as a slight rant about our inglorious and infamous Labour Government.
You see, despite people already struggling, despite companies struggling and despite the country is in the worse recession, well lets be honest, since the last Labour Government, they have managed to oversee yet another tax hike in fuel duty! This is the third in nine (YES! NINE) months!
As if fuel wasn't costly enough these, and this is being polite, idiots have chosen to allow it to rise even more.
Labour's incompetence never manages to astound me. I am never surprised, and they are managing to surpass themselves with every waking moment.
Lets make no bones about it, I hate Labour, I hated them before they got into power, and the minute they got into power started to vindicate my viewpoint in leaps and bounds. Firstly, selling off all our gold reserves and squandering a £60Billion surplus, and immediately decaying a very healthly economy, all inherited from the Conservative Government to make themselves look good. Then, they started to tax and spend (this all being part of it), along with using the "Idiots Guide To Wrongly Getting Through A Recession And In The Process Bankrupt An Entire Country And Its Population For Dummies" book, it all just strengthens my viewpoint.
Also, lets not forget how they have constantly fed us absolute nonsense about the environment using information from Climate Scientists whom all get paid by, ahem, yes you guessed, governments (no conflict of interest, hey?), the 2nd house scandal etc etc and there lies and incompetence truely do show themselves.
I could go deeply into figures, but let me say this, if you dig beyond the populist bull we are usually fed, you will come across figures like human activity resulting in the grand total of 3.5% of greenhouse gas emissions and 0.6% of that being attributed to car usage. Justification for stupid taxation? Me thinks not!!!
I always try to put humour in my posts, but when it comes to this government, I am afraid my ability to use it gets completely lost!
I am thinking of starting one of those government petitions to get the fuel duty lowered, who would sign it? 7月20日 2008/2009 Season Review Part OneFirstly, allow me to apologise for the inordinate amount of time it has been before performing any sort of activity on my blog. It has been a long, long time! I have had some ideas for new blog entries, some serious (with a bit of my humour thrown in, don't want my readers to go and commit suicide or nowt, for instance, the Credit Crunch) some satirical (for instance, the Credit Crunch) to the downright ridiculous (for instance, the Credit Crunch). In all seriousness, not all my blog ideas involve the credit crunch, but I may make reference to it once in a while, and for pure spite, just how useless the Government really is! However, this blog entry is the long awaited Season Review for the 2008/2009 season, I finally feel it is time to unleash it on a poor (even poorer now thanks to a certain governments policies) and very unsuspecting public. Allow me to start (I will say more about it later on) by saying thank you to the media and press for not being anti-Liverpool (or pro-Manchester United) in any shape or form whatsoever. (That sentence should give you a marker on how sarcastic I may be in the following paragraphs, and trust me, that was sarcasm!) The level of journalism this end of season has hit a new low with regard to Liverpool, probably because they are pooing themselves at the thought of there darlings not having it there own way. By the way, when I say media darlings there is only one club I am talking about, and that is Manchester United. Having said that, and I will attempt to do an analysis later on in the entry, I think that Manchester United are not just the darlings of the media, but also the FA and Premier League (not to mention Sky!). More on that later. I know it sounds bitter, but hey, maybe I am. I will say things how I see it though. I am also going to attempt something new this end-of-season review, which will increase the size of this entry 10-fold, and give a reasonable account of other teams as well. Something I have not done before, but I will try. And you will be surprised at who I say I was most impressed with (outside of Liverpool FC, of course) considering who I support, and it's not Manchester United, they had enough help to not have to be any good to win the league.... oops, I said I'd leave that until later.... just sharpening the old "pencil" for a good old character assassination, not only on a certain club, but also the authorities and their handling of said club in comparison to others.
I will start, in earnest with the Summer (and January of 2009) of 2008 and the transfers both in and out (I must admit, I have copied the tables from Wikipedia, why re-invent the wheel? Transfers In (source: Wikipedia) Transfers Out (source: Wikipedia) Loaned Out (source: Wikipedia)
Looking at that transfer list there are a fair few names that immediately stand out for varying reasons, and we will start at the top, with Philipp Degen. He may have been free, but through a massive amount of misfortune has probably cost the club a fortune in physiotherapy! Not since Michael Owen and Jamie Redknapp has the club had such a good subject for the physiotherapists and club doctor to practice on. Now, for me, Degen came with a half-decent reputation for being a good right-back, who can also play at left-back, with a fair amount of pace behind him and good at going forward. Degen has the dubious honour of not playing in the Premier League for Liverpool and, if I am right, making two appearances on the bench for Liverpool in a Premier League match, away to West Ham and at home to Tottenham Hotspur. In both of games he remained unused though. I suppose Rafa thought he couldn’t afford to replace a sub with a sub Mr Degen did make one or two appearances in competitive cup matches, but, perhaps overly-inevitably seem to get injured in them. He played two competitive matches during the whole season, 3rd round of Football League Cup against Crewe Alexandra in which he broke two ribs and punctured a lung in an unfortunate collision with Sami Hyypia! Talk about being unlucky and injury prone, should just place a neon-flashing light above his head saying "Injury prone, tackle me and take me out the game"! The other game was against Tottenham Hotspur in the Carling Cup in which he broke his metarsal. Very close to the name of another bone in the foot that was made famous by a certain Mr Beckham (after which his bone made another name, Loos I hope he is less injury prone in the 2009/2010 season but fear with the signing of Glen Johnson, and especially if Arbeloa stay’s, his chances may have diminished some what. That is unless he is any good at left-back, but with Insua coming through quite nicely and Aurelio seemingly being able to string two consecutive matches together without also ending up on the physiotherapists bed it looks like his chances there could also be very limited. Which brings me nicely onto Dossena! Yes, he is a left-back, yes, he is a footballer, yes I think he is great, even if it was for putting the icing on the cake of the win at Old Trafford (I always want to type Old Toilet at that point but have refrained from doing so at this juncture). Wow! I actually mentioned a match during the season! This match may get mentioned once or twice throughout the blog post, probably because it proved a massive point and I will use a quote I saw in the Liverpool Echo (later, when I eventually get around to talking about the actual matches throughout the season). To be fair, I think he also looked quite good at times, and you wouldn't mess with him, he is one big man! A name which should have worked out, but didn’t on the evidence of the fact he appears twice, is Robbie Keane. He also appeared to have helped be the final nail in the coffin for a certain Mr Rick Parry as, apparently, Robbie was more a Rick signing as opposed to a Rafa signing. Talk about being Rick-rolled….. I’ll get me coat I had high hopes for Robbie Keane, unfortunately it turned out that he just did not seem to fit in to our team. Oh well, these things happen, especially when the CEO is more responsible for the signing than the manager. Yes, Rafa got Robbie when he actually wanted a Gareth, of the Barry flavour (ooh, that was close to another get me coat moment)! Ah, yes, Gareth Barry. After what appeared to be a circus at best with how it was handled, he stated he wanted to come to Liverpool to get European football and it wasn’t about the money. He ended up staying at Villa only for a season later to leave for Manchester City for what seems a small fortune of a wage. Hang on! He wants European football, and it isn’t about the money, yet leaves Villa (whom have European football) for Manchester City (who do not) with a massive increase in wage (I think it is anyways)? What a lying little ……..! And what a massive kick in the teeth for Aston Villa fans! I actually feel quite sorry for them. I am very disappointed to have seen John-Arne Riise and Steve Finnan leave but I am not the manager, and Rafa obviously has his reasons for allowing them to leave and by the looks quite possibly was right to do so. Finnan was getting a bit old for a footballer and we needed to make some money for him, whilst Riise had what could only be described as a disastrous season the season beforehand. I was also a bit disappointed that Peter Crouch got sold, he added something different to the rest, and at 6 foot 7 inches, you would bleeding well hope so as well! Albert Riera was also a much needed change, until then we did not have an out-and-out left winger, someone whom would allow us to stretch the play. I suppose we did have Harry Kewell, but he was so injury prone, and seemingly completely incapable of playing a final, that he ended up being a waste sometimes. Kewell was capable of the sublime, however, he failed to produce on so many occasions that Rafa decided to let him go, even if it was on a free. Kewell’s wages, by all accounts, were quite large, so when he left that got rid of a fair amount of the burden on the budget. Back to Riera after that slight detour. Riera also provides a fair bit of trickery which down the flanks in recent years we have struggled to find, and whilst not the fastest of players, he could beat a man, go outside or on the inside and provide that much needed width as I pointed to above. One name you may find synonymous with the word potential that you see in the departure list is one Anthony Le Tallec. Messrs Le Tallec and Pongolle were both brought in by Gerrard Houllier who described them as the next big things to come out of France, and whilst never living upto those reputations, both (Pongolle had gone earlier) provided their moments. The Matches (follows below tables) The Premier League Table (source: Wikipedia)
Liverpool Football Club 2008/2009 Results (source: Statto.com) Cup Results
League Results
The Cup Matches European Champions League Of recent years, we have normally been very, very good in the European Champions League and this year was no exception. Unfortunately, due to the fact we failed to finish in the top two league positions in the 2007/2008 Premier League, our season started early again, which wasn’t helped by the fact that a lot of our players had extended seasons by playing in the 2008 European Championships which, of course, included our Spanish contingent of players, Pepe Reina, Alvaro Arbeloa, Xabi Alonso and Fernando Torres all of whom had the longest to play since they helped Spain win the competition. They (Spain) are simply awesome, despite that blip in the Confederations Cup against the USA. It seems I have digressed a bit! I really must try to keep track of where I am up to here! Anyways, the European Champions League got off to what I would call a reasonably shaky start from my point of view with a 1-0 aggregate win over Standard Liege, and it took extra time to do that! Now, for me, I am afraid after this performance I was not looking forward to the season ahead (oh how first impressions do not last, these two games in comparison to the rest of the season prove that)! I have to say, we were not very good, I will not go as far as saying woeful, I am leaving that for later on (in this section, I might add, that’s to come). However, as soon as the qualifying stages were over (thank God! What a relief! It was like realising that you weren’t going to get that lobotomy after all, because trust me, watching that match is as close as I ever want to be to having one… but, worse was to come, oh God save me!) things pretty quickly picked up in the good old (new-ish?) Champions League. We did struggle in the games against Atletico Madrid in the group stages were we could only manage 1-1 draws in both the home and away games, as it turns out though, we did not need to win them, luckily! Of all the groups stage games, though, I must say, I expected us to find PSV the harder opponents of the other two, but Marseille gave an extremely good account of themselves. We pretty much did as much as we needed to in those games, which is all we needed to do. A worrying game to play, but it all turned good, but it was going to get better. After the group stages, I must admit I was a tad worried about the draw, and whilst I got a nasty shock when it was revealed whom we got, it wasn’t as much of a shock as I suspect our illustrious opponents got when they played us. I am, of course, talking about Real Madrid (both legs coming before a certain tiny game (nee, demolition) based at Old Trafford). I heard a great saying, I cannot remember where it is from, but it went something along the lines of “At the Bernabeau, Real Madrid lost at chess, at Anfield, Real Madrid lost at football.” I had the pleasure of witnessing that match, and a pleasure it was! The whole team ran absolute riot at Anfield (I won’t mention the game at the Bernabeau much as whilst an excellent example of how to play away from home in a cup match, it was not a great spectacle) and special mention must go to Torres. I believe he was playing through the pain, but you couldn’t tell! At The Bernabeau, Rafa’s meticulous tactical nous and brain came into great working as he showed how to go away to one of the most fearful and hardest grounds in World football, stifle and win. A game we won through a goal by Yossi Benayoun in the 82nd minute. I will say now, and probably repeat later This brings me nicely onto the 2nd leg against Real Madrid at Anfield. Let’s put it this way, Cannavaro and Pepe probably supplied Vidic and Ferdinand with the names of some good sleep deprivation specialists for those who have issues with nightmares. I will shy away from waxing too much lyrical on any individuals at the moment, that will come later when I attempt my player rating’s section, but oh boy, Torres! It wasn’t only Torres though, it was the whole team, we were faster all over the pitch, stronger, sharper. We went at them from the very first whistle. I honestly think Real were shocked with the ferocity at which we went at them, we, after all, did not need to win this match. I think, though, that Juande Ramos probably learnt a brilliant lesson in how to not give the opposition a good team talk, his comments after the 1st leg probably spurred Rafa into letting the players off the leash. Not only were we off the leash though, I think we played like a pack of rabid dogs! I must say, I was very impressed with Arjen Robben, he managed to not fall over that many times. I really must also mention a mate of mine, who is a Manchester United fan, at this point. He said to me that if we went at them like that at Old Trafford that they would destroy us. Well, he was half right, we went at them and there was a destruction at Old Trafford, just not exactly how he expected. In the end, through some absolutely tremendous football and brilliant players mixed with excellent tactics, we beat Real Madrid 4-0 on the night and 5-0 on aggregate to cruise through to the Quarter-Final. Oh well, maybe with them spending stupid money to rebuild the Galacticos we’ll only beat them 4-0 on aggregate next season? Ah, the Quarter-Final which turns out to be our annual meet with Chelsea. The 1st leg at Anfield was a horrible experience, one to forget, they managed to be beat us 3-1, how I am not sure, but they did. It all started just as the script was meant to go, with Torres giving us the lead on 6 minutes, but with some new found frailty at the back, Chelsea’s Ivanovic equalised on 39 minutes and scoring to make it 2-1 on 62 minutes before Drogba secured the win on the night (and to be fair the tie) by scoring Chelsea’s third on 67 minutes. I must say though, that Essien played brilliantly to stifle Gerrard. How I am not quite sure? I know people will disagree with me on this, but I think Essien is over-rated and personally think Gerrard was having an off day. An unfortunate time to have one, but all players do, I just thank God Gerrard does not have many of them. Personally, the one single biggest problem in this match is the fact we had to swap Mascherano for Lucas. Now, I am not really one for ripping into our own players, but the gap between the two is not so much a gap as a chasm! This all help to set up a brilliant 2nd leg. One in which we completely outplayed them but got very unlucky and ended up drawing 4-4 on the night. Knowing that we had to pull something out of the hat, we went at them this time exactly how we went after Real at Anfield, and, again, it all started well enough. Chelsea were shell-shocked! How dare a team go to Stamford Bridge and have the audacity to pummel Chelsea and pull them too pieces, but that’s what happened, especially in the first half. At the half-time whistle, we were leading 2-0 thanks to goals from Fabio Aurelio (19) and Xabi Alonso (pen 28), Stamford Bridge was hushed into a silence and the travelling Kop were singing their hearts out, as always. The hairs were standing up on the back of my neck! Could we really do this? Could we really have another brilliant come back from many during the course of this season (more about the others later)? Alas, it was not to be. Yet again, Chelsea get lucky. Not only due to a wicked and cruelly floated ball which caused Reina to handle the ball over his own line, but also by the fact that I have never seen any single player before Drogba (well, okay Cristiano Ronaldo) make so many miraculous recoveries from so many career ending injuries during one single match! It was like watching miracles occur right before my eyes! He truly is blessed! Once Chelsea got this goal, though, they got there act together and started How on Earth Drogba (or whoever) got away with that is anybodies guess? Whilst we chased the game like possessed banshees, we played right into Chelsea’s hands by allowing them to play there natural football, sit back and play hoof ball. Lampard scoring a goal to put them in the lead on 76 minutes, but we were not finished with Lucas equalising on the 81st minute, and then Kuyt regaining the lead on the 84th minute! Awesome! However, we still had to chase the game needing more goals, and whilst we went at the Chelsea backline like a bunch of Veyron’s with ever increasing ferocity, the ferocity of Chelsea’s hoof ball became ever so increasingly desperate and they eventually managed to kill the tie by Lampard getting Chelsea’s fourth goal on the night. I was so proud of the lads. It was hard to be annoyed, we gave such a great account of ourselves. C’est La Vie. One point I will make about the 2nd leg, that was all without Stevie G! Incredible! Whilst this was panning out, Manchester United carried on winning, beating Porto in the quarter finals despite not exactly playing brilliant football. This setup an interesting Semi-Final against Arsenal, whilst Chelsea got the eventual winners, Barcelona! I do have one question, we (Liverpool) go away to Real Madrid and win 1-1 yet get described as awful and boring, yet Chelsea go away to Barcelona, play even worse and more defensively and only manage a 0-0 draw yet get described as playing a brilliant tactical game by some media outlets. Why exactly? Even at Stamford Bridge, Chelsea played the same way and managed to even scrape a goal and then held on and held on. With minutes ticking away, I kept thinking to myself if only Iniesta had taken a shot from outside instead of trying more and more trickery maybe Barca would have been in a better position? And then it happened! He shot from outside the area and scored! Stamford Bridge hushed so much you could hear a pin drop, there was absolutely no time whatsoever for Chelsea to score another goal. One thing I must say is Drogba’s antics at the end of that match was an absolute disgrace! Maybe he was hard done by with some decisions, but at they say the chickens came home to roost and his reputation proceeded him and his team mates. Arsenal had a similar problem to Barca in that they tried (as always) to walk the ball into the back of the net (unfortunately for Arsenal they have far inferior players to Barca). This helped in them being humiliated by Manchester United. This meant that the final was to be Barcelona versus Manchester United. Lets make no bones about it, Manchester United played well. Okay, they did for the first ten minutes and then Barcelona found there feet and it was hard to find the opposing team after that, with various jokes coming out afterwards, some of which I may list a little bit down below. On ten minutes, the reason Barca found there feet was because the brilliant Samuel Eto’o scored! He tormented the United backline all game, but not quite as well as Torres did, then again, Torres is the best striker in Europe (if not the World) at the moment so that is hardly surprising. Being 1-0 down does not mean any team is out of the game, but all of a sudden it was as if United’s entire gameplan had gone out of the window, but to quote Tony Barrett of the Liverpool Echo, and one of my favourite quotes, “Barcelona played United the team, not United the reputation and won with ease, just as Liverpool did at Old Trafford.” Oh, how very, very true! United were eventually put out of there misery by a goal from the ever-brilliant Messi who made it 2-0 on 70 minutes. How it managed to only be 2-0 I do not know, but that’s how it finished. Other sayings mentioned were things like, “For the first time in recent weeks, the United fans did not sing Are You Watching Merseyside? Funny that because Merseyside was watching....one of the most one-sided European Cup finals in living memory.” If Alex Ferguson ever wants to watch a final were a team can make a massive comeback against a team with a massive reputation, I could quite happily point him to one of the best European Cup Finals ever, a certain 25th May 2005. Unfortunately, that would mean him watching two big clubs as opposed to a big club playing his own. Sorry, sometimes I just cannot resist the odd dig, I have Manchester United fans as mates and don’t want to upset them, much!
English FA Cup Liverpool’s involvement in the FA Cup was very short lived when we got knocked out by our illustrious neighbours, Everton. The FA Cup campaign started well enough winning (with all due respect to them) at ease away to Preston North End, although they did give us a few heart-in-mouth moments. Then we drew at home to Everton setting up an intriguing away leg at Goodison Park. However, watching the replay was one of the very few moments during the 2008/2009 season that I wished I was getting a lobotomy instead, or pull my finger nails out with a pair of pliers! How about sticking a red hot poker up a hole, I am sure that that would have been more enjoyable than watching this woeful (their you go, got the word in) excuse for a game play out to its bitter end. Picture this, if you will, I was in a pub with a gang of Liverpool fans, we were waiting with massive anticipation at the spectacle that was about to start. And then it started, not exactly with a bang, but more like the whimper of a fly being trod on. Everything about the match stunk, and I mean stunk. The football was basically non-existent, our free-flowing attack-minded football decided to meet us in the pub instead of being on the pitch with the team, and I was bu**ered if I was gonna buy it a drink. Everton, of course, went on to be defeated finalists by Chelsea, but they knocked Manchester United with that match producing one the funniest football related sights in recent memory (press play, you know you want to)…
English League Cup In reality, there is not much that I can say with regard to the League Cup apart from against Tottenham Hotspur I am surprised we actually turned up at all. Yet again, Liverpool FC showed that we do not like to do things the easy way! We eventually put ourselves out of our misery by losing 4-2 away to Spurs. I know it sound’s disrespectful, and I have always said that the League Cup is not a worthless cup, but I suppose if you are going to have a really bad game or blood some of your youngsters then the early stages of this competition is the point at which to do so.
The Premier League A Bit Of The Media And Authorities Right *cracks knuckles*! It’s time for some home truth’s and it’s time to face facts. Before I start on any mini-reviews of any games I want to get one thing off my chest, and that is the best team did not win the league! In fact I would go as far as saying that they did not play as good football throughout the season as anyone else in the top four! And that includes Chelsea. No, by far the most pleasing to the eye and attack minded football was ourselves. Also, we lost the least games and scored the most goals and had the best goal difference. What really did not help us was the period we went through when we couldn’t win at Anfield and had a series of draws, that is when Manchester United caught us up and overtook us, although having watched them play I do wonder how. I’ll go into how, well as I see it, and I apologise if I upset anyone in advance, but I think the authorities (the FA and Premier League) played a massive hand in it. I watched games involving Manchester United and I have to say some of the decisions they got were at best ridiculous, no other team would have got them awarded and the only other place those sort of decisions would exist is in one of Drogba’s wet dreams! They have always been the fave with the authorities, you just have to look at all the times Alex Ferguson has gotten away with some of the things he has done. Let’s put it this way, Rafa’s (non) rant against Alex Ferguson was apparently going to be looked into and punished by the authorities! Hang on! That is nowhere near as bad as some of the stuff Ferguson has come out with in the past that has been completely overlooked. I wonder how much of a hand David Gill (no conflict of interest there then?) had in this state of affairs? Here is what I think, which I must say I had influenced by someone else, someone who could very well be reading this (you know who you are It is also the media. The media have this ingrained (I won’t go as far as saying hatred) dislike for Liverpool Football Club, especially, seemingly, Sky who are so in bed with Manchester United as well it needs an X-rated certificate. You only have to look at how the media are constantly trying to unsettle our players this summer to see that as well. They even had a ridiculous situation were the media tried telling us that Manchester United are going to offer to buy Torres. LOL, yeah right. Not only that, but seemingly we are selling our entire midfield, with Alonso going to Madrid and Mascherano going to Barcelona. Well, I don’t think they are true, but despite Rafa coming out categorically coming out and saying they are not going anywhere the media continually go on and on about it. There is definitely something not entirely right with that situation (I mean the media coverage). This is how I see things, I could be barking up the completely wrong tree, but as they say, opinions are like a*se holes, everyone has one! 2008/2009 Season Review Part TwoLiverpool Football Club We played some absolutely stunning football, with a pace, verve, strength and power not seen as consistently by any other club this season. We showed some quite phenomenal character as well, coming back from the brink of defeat to win games and having a never say die attitude! The Chelsea game mentioned above is a prime example of that attitude, and hopefully it will be something that we keep and improve upon next season. Something else we need to improve upon, again as mentioned earlier, is to beat the teams who park the proverbial bus in front of the goal! The season got off to a decent start with a 1-0 win, courtesy of that man Torres who started as he left last season by scoring in the 83rd minute, away to Sunderland. I know people may think that winning away to Sunderland is no great shakes, but they are a very difficult team to beat especially at The Stadium Of Light. And this was followed by a 2-1 home win against what can be classed as a bogey team in Middlesbrough, and it looked to be heading towards a defeat when Mido made it 1-0 to the visitors on 70 minutes. This match was the beginning of showing what we were all about characteristically. We kept going and going, until in the 85th minute Jamie Carragher scored the equaliser, although the goal had been attributed as an own goal to Pogatetz, I am sure both players would be happy for it to have been given to Carra though! The next two games were on paper toughies, with Villa away first seemingly looking to break into the top four, and they did prove a stern test as we could only manage a 0-0 draw with them. They were very, very difficult to play against. Considering the first eleven they could put out it is not entirely surprising. Unfortunately for Villa, towards the end of the season they started to tire a fair bit as the squad is not as good as it needs to be so could not keep up with the top four. It would have been interesting to see them push Arsenal all the way as I believe Arsenal where there for the picking by someone like Aston Villa. Unfortunately for Villa, I don’t think they will be the ones to get into the top four next season, but more about that later. The next match was a very intriguing encounter at Anfield against Manchester United. I always get extra hyped about these games, and we had a sight of what was to come from Liverpool of the coming season. However, at first, it did not feel like this, firstly because before the match it came to light that neither Torres or Gerrard would get to start the match, they would be on the bench. Things then went from bad to worse as Carlos Tevez scored within 3 minutes to give Manchester United the lead. I was very, very tempted to turn over as all the other games we played against them, despite playing the far better football in all matches, we never managed to beat them in the league. However, I do not think anyone was prepared for what happened next. You see, we just went up through the gears and made the champions look, well, ordinary! Wow was my first reaction, but thought that we would still not score. However, cometh the hour (well, 26 minutes, but what’s 34 minutes between friends?) cometh the man, and that man was Wes Brown! Riera, who it must be said was making a rather impressive debut, forced Brown into the mistake. Riera did show a fair bit of trickery that night, as he has done since as well, well worth the money we paid and a vastly improved player since his time at Manchester City! Then came the second 0-0 draw of the season, at home to Stoke! Talk about taking a turn for the worse! However, this goes back to what I said about teams who park the bus outside the goalmouth and us having to break it down. We are improving in this area, but we need to do better against, with all due respect, teams like Stoke, it really is as simple as that! Not to worry though, as the month of September took a turn back to the better when we went away to Goodison Park and thanks to the ever-brilliant Torres won 2-0 with two strikes from the aforementioned sack of wonder in the 59th and 62nd minute! It really was a hard fought game, but that is to be expected in the derby game. The month of October saw four league victories out of four games, two 3-2 wins one away to Manchester City and the other at home to Wigan Athletic. The other two games both ended as 1-0 wins, one away to Chelsea and one at home to Portsmouth. The Manchester City was the most exciting match of the month as despite playing some frenetic and wonderful football we managed to go into the half-time interval 2-0 down thanks to Stephen Ireland with a powerful shot and one heck of a free-kick from Garrido. This game was the game which is a great example of our character and ability to come back from being behind. On 55 minutes Torres equalised Patrick Berger’s record of being Liverpool’s highest scoring foreigner in the Premier League with 28 goals, and it was also Liverpool’s 1,000th goal since the Premier League was started in 1992. A second from Torres brought the game level on 72 minutes, and then the game was won in the 90th by Liverpool’s very own Mr Duracell, Dirk Kuyt! A wonderful, brilliant and pulsating match which showed our never-say-die attitude! A special mention must go to the Chelsea win as it ended there unbeaten home record of 86 consecutive home matches spanning four years, thanks to an Alonso 10th minute goal! It should have been more, but who is complaining? I am certainly not! The month of November was an oddity in itself. You see, our first of our two defeats in the league came during this month in the 2-1 loss to Tottenham Hotspur at White Hart Lane. Tottenham Hotspur had only just instilled Harry Redknapp as manager, so of course the media were all over it like an over-zealous rash about how it’s the Redknapp effect! What utter nonsense, they were lucky and we were very unlucky! That’s it, end of! Kuyt gave us the lead on 3 minutes and to be quite frank, we played some of our best football in this particular match than in any other throughout the entire season! Yet, somehow, God only knows how, we lost 2-1! And if I am absolutely and brutally honest we were awesome, right throughout the team. Sometimes, though, these things just happen and it is not meant to be your day. Then came two wins, at home to West Bromwich Albion which we won 3-0. Keane finally managing to break his League duck since his move with his first goal on 34 minutes and then his second on 44 minutes. Arbeloa sealed the win on the 91st minute mark. Then came a notoriously difficult game away to Bolton, although it used to be more difficult when Sam Allardyce use to use the old kick ‘em up in the air tactics consistently. Oops, must be careful otherwise I’ll be on the receiving end of a losing-it rant from his best mate, Alex Ferguson and how I’ve gone beyond the pale, but more of rants and non-rants later! We ended up winning the game with relative ease 2-0 thanks to goals from Kuyt and Gerrard on 27 and 73 minutes respectively. This was followed by another 0-0 draw at home to Fulham. I must say though that Fulham were becoming an extremely difficult team to beat during the season for all other teams. December looked like it was going to continue the way November ended with a 0-0 draw against West Ham United at Anfield. Again, West Ham are no mugs, but we really should have beaten them. The team played decent enough, created enough, but just could not put the ball in the back of the net. The month picked up, though, with a 3-1 away win at Blackburn Rovers thanks to goals from Alonso (69 minutes), Benayoun (79 minutes) and Gerrard (94 minutes), but quickly went back to drawing against both Hull City at home (2-2, Gerrard on 24 and 32 minutes) and then away to Arsenal with Keane scoring on 42 minutes. The game against Arsenal was very pleasing as it has always been an extremely difficult place for us to visit. Arsenal are one of the teams I also have a soft spot for, they always try to play football the nice way, although they really do need to learn how to win playing ugly, unattractive football. Arsenal always try to, basically, walk the ball into the back of the net and sometimes that just does not work. The European Champions League tie against Manchester United proved that. The final two games of December, and indeed 2008, became a goal fest, as we scored eight goals in them, winning 3-0 at home against Bolton on Boxing Day, with Riera on 26 minutes and Keane scoring what was proved to be his final goals for Liverpool on 53 and 58 minutes. Two days later was the away game against Newcastle. Newcastle were struggling far more than expected and already in dire straits in free fall all the way to the base of the League. It was a great shame that Newcastle got relegated, I have a bit of a soft spot for them and to see them, basically, ripped from the inside out by wrong decision after wrong decision is nothing short of criminal. We pummelled Newcastle into the ground though, winning 5-1 at St James’ Park, thanks to goals from Gerrard (31 and 66 minutes), Hyypia (36 minutes), Babel (50 minutes) and Alonso from the penalty spot on 75 minutes. January, though, was to prove absolutely disastrous for us, with draws away to Stoke City (0-0), at home to Everton (1-1 Gerrard on 68 minutes) and away to Wigan Athletic (1-1 Benayoun in the 41st minute). On paper, that should have been at least six points instead of the three we got. I say six, as I believe that Everton deserved the point. And this is where I surprise everyone as right now I will tell you the team that most impressed me outside of Liverpool Football Club in the Premier League was most definitely Everton! I said it would be a shock, but I have to say that this is indeed the case. Everton managed to finish fifth in the League, ahead of Aston Villa. Fulham could also lay claim to be the team that I am most impressed with (outside of Liverpool) as they managed to finish seventh! Whilst Roy Hodgson has no doubt done a tremendous job by getting Fulham to where they finished, Everton, under the leadership of David Moyes, have consistently finished reasonably high up the league, even beating ourselves to fourth place in 2005. All this done on a comparatively shoe-string budget. Also, I have to say Everton as I am married to an Evertonian, my life would be hell if I didn’t! Right, where was I? Newcastle… blah, blah, blah… Stoke… etc, etc, etc… Everton, Wigan… ah, yes got it! Firstly, there was the visit to Anfield of Chelsea. A Chelsea, who at the time was still managed by Scolari, were struggling by their own standards. They still had this ability to dive, whinge and generally cheat their way to victory (almost as good as a certain other team, who shall remain nameless) whilst kicking other players up in the air and getting away with it! Lampard on Alonso anyone? Drogba on Lucas? We started at a frantic pace and at times it was almost as if we were playing with 14 men never mind 11! And yet again, it took a corner to Chelsea to actually remind me that Lampard was playing. I say yet again as really, I cannot remember a game against us when he was mentioned more than a few, and sparse, times. How on God’s green Earth he keeps getting into the England central midfield and Gerrard shifted to a different position to accommodate him is anyone’s guess! Don’t get me wrong, Lampard when your team is doing very well will likely score you a goal, perhaps two. However, your team has to be doing well for him to look like he is having an influence. Now, put him into a midfield that is struggling, one that needs someone to take the game by the scruff of the neck and influence, nee change the entire makeup of the game, and watch him disappear! On the other hand, Gerrard can, and has on many an occasion, thrived on that sort of pressure and can consistently do it. Ever wondered why Gerrard never does as well for England? Because he is always played out of position! When he gets anywhere near his proper position for England he, all of a sudden and not entirely surprisingly, “wakes up”! Something that successive England managers could do with doing! The Chelsea game itself, how it took two very late strikes from Torres to secure victory is anyone’s guess! I just could not, and still cannot, fathom how we weren’t not just across the horizon, but over the mountain range, across the sea, sitting on a beach with a nice Pimms in one hand and a Latte with extra shot of espresso in the other! How?!?! We completely dominated the entire match! Jose Mourinho must have been laughing his socks off! I was because I was not expecting it to be as easy as it was, even though it took two late strikes to win the match, it just did not do our performance justice at all! Oh, and speaking of justice! Ever heard the phrase, “Revenge is a dish best served cold”? Well, both justice and revenge got served that night, as yet again Lampard went in on Alonso and got a straight red! Ah! So he was playing that night as well? Blimey, someone should of told me! Talking about a match packed with incident (in the entertainment stakes) and with the ability to give one’s fan’s heart attacks, the away game to Portsmouth (why did I almost type the word Prostitute? What is this team trying to do to it’s supporters? The next two games (and last two during the month of February) were to prove the final nail in the coffin of our title hopes, even though we never gave up and had every chance that United would manage to not I must say, I cannot blame them! I, and Liverpool, cannot expect a team to come to Anfield and just roll over to let us tickle there tummies. Yes, I am trying to procrastinate the next bit as thinking about it wants me to throw up! The away game to Middlesbrough! Hang on, won’t be a moment just have to go to the toilet…. barf…. that’s better! Right, yes, Middlesbrough away…. hang on…. nope, swallowed it down, it’s fine. We ended up losing this game 2-0 (and funnily enough ended up being our 2nd, and final, loss of the League season)! How you may ask? Well, because, quite frankly, because we were sh*t! I cannot put it any other way and I refuse to do so. We were utter garbage! A disgrace. How the hell we lost to a team that were there to be, at best, fecking cannon fodder I cannot imagine! Well, I can! I am not usually one for questioning Rafa and I realise that this game was sandwiched by the two games against Real Madrid, but he did get it wrong at this particular juncture. I am just glad he learnt from it! Losing to Middlesbrough!? Drawing, twice, to Stoke is not as bad as that! (All due respect, of course). Which brings me, oddly since it’s the next calendar month, to an important month, March. Important because it is my Birthday during March (I accept cheques, postal orders and of course, cash! *this comment is the property of “Cheeky Barstewards Inc” The month started well enough, with a 2-0 home win over Sunderland thanks to strikes from N'Gog and Benayoun, 51 minutes and 65 minutes respectively. It was around this time were we started to really go at teams, but nothing, and I mean nothing could prepare me for what was to come next! As I said, March is my the month my Birthday falls on and all I can say is what a month to have to go to Old Trafford against an inform Manchester United (whom had a very, very stable defence at the time as well. I emphasize the word had!). I will start by saying that one of my friends is a Manchester United fan, and he said that if we go at them like we did against Real Madrid then they would destroy us. Oh, how wrong he was! How wrong he was! I remember sitting there with a drink in one hand and valium in another (okay a drink, but hey, give me some artistic license The thing that surprised me is the announcer had to get the crowd going! Why? You are against your biggest rivals, your team need all the support it can get and the announcer has to entice the home supporters into doing what they paid to do, support the team? I have to say, I was shocked. Either the supporters were very nervous, or, more likely, they thought the result was a forgone conclusion. Well, it was far from that. Carragher had to play out of position as Arbeloa had picked up an injury in warm-up, which was not the best of things to happen, this meant that Skrtel and Hyypia had to start in the centre of defence. Now don't get me wrong, Hyypia has been a magnificent survant to the club, but he was becoming slower. Against the pace of Ronaldo et al, I worried not only for the team, but my own, albeit fragile, sanity! The game then kicked off, the whistle went, I almost jumped behind the couch like I was watching the worst horror film I have ever seen, and it started. We went at them, pummelled them. Rafa got the tactics spot on, not quite as attackingly gung-ho as against Real, but enough to really, really put the frighteners on them. Then, against the run of play (as United were for most, if not all, of the game) the unthinkable happened. A through ball to Park from the now departed Tevez meant Reina had to come to meet it. Park fell, I mean was tripped At this point, nerves had left me, I just had this sense of realisation that we were going to lose, payback for the win previous. Especially since United's defence had kept clean sheet after clean sheet. It was, indeed, a forgone conclusion, the United fans got it right. Or had they? No, not a hope in Hell my friends! Not only did we then decide to dominate the match even more, but we pummelled and pummelled, we went gung-ho, completely. It was exhilarating! I was still worried, though, that we would be caught on the break, but a break that never happened, and if it did got snuffed out as quickly as it had begun! Then, Torres made Vidic's ego hit the ground with a thump! It was like Torres had one goal in mind, to prove that Vidic is not the best defender in the league! All through the match Torres tormented the poor guy! I have to say poor guy, as even, by the end, I felt sorry for him and his partner in crime, Ferdinand! Anyways, taking the ball off Vidic (like taking candy from a baby), Torres ran through on goal, and you want a forgone conclusion? 1-1! It did not end there before the break though, with increasing verve and confidence Liverpool continued to press, looking for the much needed second goal, which duly came when Gerrard was brought down in the area. The same man stepped up and made it 2-1! I could not believe my eyes! Gerrard kissed the camera! I kissed the TV. I jumped around the room like a madman! Then came the second half, and with it more of the same, Vidic got sent off, again (probably did it to get the hell out of dodge), Aurelio scored the third! 3-1! Away to Manchester United! WTF was going on? It was not to end there! You see, the much maligned Dossena came on to play at left wing, and scored the most delightful chip you saw last season! Oh... My... God! I kissed the TV! I kissed anything within reaching distance 4-1! Then I read the post-match comments... oh dear! Ferguson thought Rafa was losing it and then comes out with "the best team lost"? Yeah, erm, okay. More on losing it and rants later though. IF, and only if, it was 1-0 to Liverpool I might, just might, accept that we might not have been better, but I am sorry Ferguson. When you lose 4-1 you are most definitely not the best team! The goal onslaught was set to continue, and first came poor old Aston Villa! Not content with beating Manchester United 4-1 and in the process humiliating them, we decided that Aston Villa was to be an even bigger win, 5-0 at Anfield! Goals from Kuyt, Riera and a hat-trick from Captain Fantastic, Stevie G! And that completed the month of March! A month I will not forget about for a very, very long time! The start of April was to prove a much sterner test with and away game to Fulham. A Fulham team who beat Manchester United 2-0 only just previously. And so it proved to be difficult. We won by 1-0 thanks to a very last minute goal from Benayoun (his name seems to pop up a lot, of which I am pleased). This was followed by a game which, seemingly, weeks later caused controversy, all, as it seems, instigated by Alex Ferguson, the 4-0 home win against Blackburn Rovers! We played the game exactly as we had been lately, pace, power and quality. Goals from Torres, 4 and 33 minutes, Agger on 83 minutes and the ever improving N’Gog on 89 minutes. This game was particularly notable for a spectacular goal and a non-incident that was made into an incident by an ever increasingly worried Ferguson. The goal I am talking about was by Torres, and for me it is goal of the season! Pure brilliance and quality throughout. I was gobsmacked. Then again Torres has constantly impressed me, ever since he came to the Premier League. More on players later. I think during the whole course of the season that the time when I came to terms with us not being able to win the league was the 4-4 amazing match against Arsenal! Again, we dominated from start to finish, and it was almost as if every shot they had they scored, or rather Arshavin did! I know we had plenty of games left, but these draws were destroying our hopes! We pretty much walked the final five games, but by this point it was more or less a formality, we needed Manchester United to lose two games. Which they didn’t, but I shall get onto them later. After the Arsenal game, even with only a slight hope, now, that we could still do it, was potentially a tough, and final match of April, visit to Hull. I was, for some reason, expecting another 0-0 draw, instead we were treated to yet another goal-fest as we won 3-1, Alonso scoring an absolute beautiful freekick (okay, he did with the rebound The next game was the penultimate (and first League of May) home game of the season which saw a very struggling Newcastle United, who by this point had Alan Shearer in (whom I felt sorry for) and had been all but relegated, visit. The game was played in decent enough spirits with Alan Shearer smiling and laughing with the Liverpool crowd over some of the chants. It was nice to see that he still had a sense of humour even though the team that he most obviously loves was not only being hammered and given a masterclass in attack-minded football, but on the verge of relegation. The 3-0 win for Liverpool, with goals from Benayoun (22 minutes), Kuyt (28 minutes) and, that goal machine What must have really annoyed Alan Shearer, and the fans I would imagine, more than the complete lack of quality at times was the complete and utter lack of passion! The next two games were both away to Westy clubs. First came the trip to West Ham United flavoured Westy clubs and provided yet another three goal addition to the rapidly, and ever, increasing goals for tally. Gerrard scoring two, on 2 and 38 minutes, whilst the ever-so inconsistent Babel scored the third in the 84th minute. The next game was the last away game of the season (second to last game of the season) and saw us go to West Bromwich Albion. West Bromwich Albion needed to win to stay in the Premier League, but even though at this point we could not win the league, we did, however, need to win to cement second place. And win we did by 2-0, sending West Brom down to the Championship, thanks to goals from Gerrard on 28 minutes and Kuyt on 63 minutes. The game did not have exactly the same verve and pace from ourselves, it did not need it, indeed we looked a bit flat but that was understandable after a long, emotional and arduous season with nothing to show for it despite being by far the best and most entertaining team. The final game of the season saw Tottenham Hotspur visit Anfield with the yo-yo man Keane in tow. The game saw us win 3-1 thanks to Torres (31 minutes), a Hutton own goal (on 64 minutes) and Benayoun on 81 minutes. Keane, albeit rather inevitably, did manage to score Tottenham’s goal. Isn’t that always the way? Speaking of Tottenham, and this is a very good example of what I was talking about when I said Manchester United get decisions other teams just, well, in a nut shell, would not. Spurs were winning 2-0 and at the time it looked like Manchester United could not score with a £50 note in a brothel. That was until the referee gave one of the most ridiculous decisions you would have seen last season. Scrub that, ever! The referee at the time almost invited a United player to just fall over in the box, and one duly did to which the referee gave a penalty. It was never in a million years a penalty. From that point on in the match, Spurs lost there bottle completely and United ended up winning the match. Talk about a referee changing the entire face of the game! I still think to this day if it wasn’t for that stupid penalty decision that Spurs would have gone on to win that match. Another team that should have won at Old Trafford was Aston Villa, but on this occasion it was Martin O’Neill’s bottle when he lost it that lost Villa the game. Villa were cruising at which point O’Neill changed it making defensive substitutions which allowed Manchester United to go at them. If only Villa had managed to stay reasonably attacking, the result could have been far different and far more advantageous than it turned out. Oh well.
Player Rating’s I will try my best to write up small reviews of each player, hope you are still awake enough to (put yourself through
2008/2009 Season Review Part Three
Rants, Non-Rants and Rafa I suppose that when I mention rants and non-rants straight away you may think I am referring to a certain incident midway through the season, and you would be correct. Let’s get one thing straight right away. I, in no way, count what Rafa did or say as a rant. Let’s watch it again (taken from LiverpoolECHOTV on YouTube)….
When you listen to it, it is clearly a very, very carefully worded and very calculated response to several jibes (and what were, let’s face it, rant’s themselves) by Alex Ferguson and Manchester United. In fact some of it, particularly the part about zonal marking of the referee as he walks off, was quite funny yet very, very true. For all the respect and complaining by Manchester United, they are by far the worst for it and do get away with so many decisions it is ridiculous. My earlier conspiracy theory is helped by the fact that these comments were being looked at by the authorities and rumours that they were going to act upon them. Wonder if David Gill had anything to do with that? Let’s face some other facts, Alex Ferguson (and other managers whom have not at the time been attacking Manchester United or Alex Ferguson) have gotten away with far, far worse without it even being investigated. So, why was this? The answer is simple and obvious, this was against Manchester United. And it was by a Liverpool manager. Let’s also not forget that this was partially instigated by the constant complaining about fixtures, like other teams do not play as many games as often, hey? The constant decisions that go against Manchester United, excuse me? I had a little chorkle as I wrote that. The media was never, however, going to paint this any different than a “Rafa rant” which it most definitely was not! Everything Rafa said was 100% correct, and I am sorry, but this was anything but a rant. A rant is when you go off on one, not when you get a piece of paper and read a set of facts showing how things really are. Also, watch carefully Rafa’s demeanour and body language, quite clearly not a rant, he is calm and collected, well rehearsed and very thoughtful. It was unfortunate that immediately afterwards we went on a disastrous run of draws, which, of course, had the press jumping for joy! An unfortunate dip in form, but I do not think that this had anything to do with this press conference, just pure coincidence. However, contrast this to Alex Ferguson’s quite obviously instigated double team with his bestest mate in the whole wide World, Sam Allardyce, against Rafa and you soon see who was much more on edge for the majority of the season. I am, of course, referring to the infamous hand gesture by Rafa that was quite obviously made towards Xabi Alonso after he proved Rafa incorrect in a decision which saw Liverpool widen the lead against Blackburn Rovers. Even the press said (I remember Sunday Supplement the following Sunday) that all Ferguson did was make himself look a little silly, oh sorry, I am going beyond the pale there.
It is so obvious that he is not exactly being truthful and this was obviously pointed out by Sam Allardyce as I cannot believe that this took, what was it, a week or two weeks for them to make this broadside? Let’s be honest as well, if anything is beyond the pale it is the fact that Fergie’s rant is far more personal than “Rafa’s rant”, and for him to talk about respect, well, he need’s to practice what he preaches. While we are at it, why should I stop right there? LOL. The press said that if Manchester United had won the Champions League this season that Alex Ferguson would be the greatest British manager, putting him up there, possibly ahead, of the likes of Sir Matt Busby, Bob Paisley et al. Well, whilst I have to say, his record is immense and quite incredible, I have to quite strongly disagree! Yes, it would have meant Alex Ferguson would have taken them to three European Cups, but lets just point one fact out. It would have been the third in 23 years! Bob Paisley actually took Liverpool (United lost to Barcelona in the Final) to that feat in 9 years. That, however, never seems to be mentioned. Yes, he is undoubtedly up there, his record speaks for itself, but the best of all time? No, sorry. I know I am going to get into trouble for this with my Manchester United supporting friend’s, but I say it as I see it, and I apologise for it.
Rafa Benitez, Club’s, Stadium’s, CEO’s and Owners What can I say about him? He is quite probably the cleverest, intelligent, cunning and most tactically astute manager in Europe. He will take Liverpool to the league title, we should have won it last season, and he will do it soon. He is a man who knows what he wants and knows exactly how to get it. A good example of this was the various run-ins with not only Rick Parry, but also the owner’s, Tom Hicks and George Gillett. It is said that a manager should never go up against the higher echelons as they will be the one’s who lose out. However, Rafa in his undoubtedly single minded and intelligent style, mixed with this amazing ability to time what he does to perfection, did exactly that. He got what he wanted from Hicks and Gillett when he thought they were all but destroying the club, and he also got what he wanted when negotiating his new contract not only by negotiating getting full control over transfers, but by other things like Youth team etc. One other thing, Rick Parry came out the bigger loser as he lost his job in the on-going battle with Rafa. I actually felt sorry for Rick, when he first started, within his first twelve months he did manage to help Liverpool double the turnover. It is just unfortunate that since then he has been a bit slow when it came to things like transfers and contracts. For instance, he played a reasonably big part in Stevie G almost leaving the club for Chelsea when instead of sorting the contract out he went on holiday. I must say, that the way Rafa conducts himself is not necessarily to every Liverpool’s fans taste, but for me I think he does everything he does for a reason. Football is constantly changing and we as a club must adapt to that. Whilst we would all like to live in the perfect, self-righteous, imaginary World that doesn’t exist, sometimes we must do things the (Liverpool-)un-conventional way. It is naive to think that we can carry on the way we have, we cannot we have to change as a club and unfortunately that means sucking it up and making compromises. I don’t necessarily like it, but I am real enough to know it needs to happen, we need to create a new era, and Rafa is going to be a major, major part in that, and hopefully those compromises will not be massive ones. One thing I must say is the on-going stadium saga is starting to make us look a little bit of a joke, but that seems to have blown over for now as the credit crunch has helped take away attention from that. Hicks’ and Gillett’s finances seem to be coming under constant scrutiny as they struggle, it seems, to fund the club and, during the course of the last season, the likes of DIC have constantly been linked with full or partial takeover’s. I have every faith in all members of the club to pull us through some tough time’s, but yet again those reports are, for some reason, over exaggerated compared to other clubs whose finances are actually in a far worse state than ours.
One thing for me is this. The future is bright, the future is Liverpool Red! Come on you Mighty Reds!
Personal Awards Player Of The Season: Fernando Torres Manager Of The Season (Outside of LFC otherwise it would be Rafa): David Moyes Club, outside of Liverpool, of the Season: Everton Game Of The Season: Liverpool v Real Madrid (4-0) Result Of The Season: Manchester United v Liverpool (1-4) Worst Game Of The Season: Middlesbrough v Liverpool (0-2) 7月18日 Coming Very Soon A Blog!Honest! Soon enough I will have my season review up. It is currently running at over 16,000 words and counting. I hope to have the bloody thing finished this weekend, it's almost a book!
It will be in two parts, although it's looking like it could be three now, I will post second, or third, part first to ensure that you can read top-to-bottom.
Once this has been finished, I will post more about other things. Thought I would post this just to ensure peeps realise that I am still alive! My blog seems to have been neglected of late, that will change! 7月5日 A Quick Note On The Season Review Coming SoonWell, I am getting nearer the finsh line for the Season Review. One problem. I am going to have to post in two parts! The first part has reached the limit for postable size of a single blog entry by the looks and moaned at me with a nice error whilst saving to draft.
What I am going to do is post Part Two first and Part One last so it appears correctly in the time line. I hope! 7月3日 COMING SOON! Season ReviewOkay, thought I would leave a note just to say hello and that I am in the process of writing a football season review. It's gonna be big, very big! I haven't even actually written about any matches yet and it's already almost 1,800 words long, maybe more!
I know I have been away for a while, but I am gonna start blogging more again, just been very busy. Things will pick up very soon!
Later peeps! 6月8日 More Spam!Spam and more spam! No, I am not talking about the meat, I mean, "meat" that was made more famous by Monty Python than any actual advertising campaign, I am talking about the scurge of your average internet user.
Picture this, if you will, I have not and never have signed up to any dodgy sites. A few football forums, this place (obviously
I went into my personal email today and checked... 271 messages... wanna know how many I kept? Come on have a guess... 200? No, less. 150? No, less. 100? No, less. One last go... 75? No!
I'll tell you how many I kept.... 2!
Two (2), yes two out of 271 messages were actually useful! And no, I am not exaggerating. And yes, I have blogged about it before. Oh, the list of things I get.
Oooh, here's one for penis extension (I say one, meant about fifty). Nope, don't need that one. Oh, now, howabout viagra... nope, no problem there, deleted. Sex change? Erm, well if ever I discover the pillock sending these out, yes there will be one performed, but by me not on me!
Now, howabout one promising all sorts of flashing boobies? Well, okay, but only under two conditions... 1> its not gonna leave nasty deposits on my computer (ahem, stop being dirty, I am talking virus') and 2> Nowhere to be seen would be Susan Boyle.... on second thoughts... deleted.
Oh here we go....
"Your Barlcays internet account has expired, please fill in the security form to re-establish"....
Ah, well, I would do, except for two issues...
Only slight issues to your cunning plan, now run away and shove it up your backside!
Thank God for the "Select All" option! LOL
Anyways, having scanned through quickly to ensure no important emails got deleted, click delete... all gone! 6月5日 Britains Got TalentLet me start by saying congratulations to Diversity for winning Britains Got Talent. They won it deservedly (oh here we go, my keyboard is playing up again! Everytime I go to write a blog entry lately I keep noticing it's missing letters off some of the words. And no, it isn't me! Honest.
After the initial hoo-har surrounding Susan Boyle a few things struck me. Firstly, compared to some of the others, including kids Natalie Okri, Hollie Steele and Shaheen Jafargholi, she really was not that good. Brilliant compared to your's truely, just not that good compared to the aforementioned kids. And boy, did they have amazing voices!
My heart went out in the semi-final to Hollie Steele, I felt desperately sorry for her, for a 10 year-old to go onto stage and sing infront of millions of people is a feat on its own, to have to do it again having lost it the first time is a testament to the bravery of that young girl. I could not have done that. I think I may have done a small excited poo in my pants if I had to. And if I did sing in front of an audience they would probably sh*t themselves through pure bloody laughter... the evil sods.
Back to Susan Boyle, the second thing about her is that she actually started to believe her own hype, throwing (alleged) tantrums at people etc. Now, if you are like me you will not like this, in fact I hate it with a passion. It annoys me! Look, Susan, you are barely famous stop acting like a fecking Diva!
I suppose it could be pent up, sexual aggression, I am not going into reasons why I think that, but you have watched her on the programme?
Telling you something, when she flashed her leg at the end of the final it took me all my time to stop from hurling like an extra from The Exorcist. *Quick, flick channels and shouts "Be-gone Demon".... ewww.... *shudder** I don't want to projectile vomit over my 37" HD LCD TV, thanks very much, nor do I want to throw up all over my computer, so I'll stop talking about Susan Boyle showing her leg off.... oh, wait a minute.... oh no its okay, managed to swallow it down.
To her credit, she was gracious in defeat, so not much can be said by that.
Anyways, yes, where was I (please don't say in the toilet, projectile vomitting, thats just not nice, I am sure she is a lovely woman)? Ah, yes, the other acts. Well, we went from the sublime (the above mentioned and others, whom I will get to later) to the, quite frankly, ridiculous (remember the guy who swung a pick axe? Back to him later, I have almost puked once in this blog, twice in such a short term is too much even for me).
Ah, Flawless. Well, another excellent dance group just, unfortnately for them, Diversity are/were better. Which reminds me, did anyone see More Britains Got Talent after the Final? Well, from what I remember Flawless have had enquiries to there availability by Freddy Flintoft and Diversity by Prince Albert! Bit of a contrast that.
Whilst my tiny little mind can remember, Diversity are on Twitter btw
Oh good God, I cannot put it off any longer, sick bag is that the ready! I have to get this out of my system... Britains Got Talent went to Britains Got Some Fecking Nutcases out there! I am, of course, referring to the guy who had the (dubious) talent of being able to hang, and swing to break a plate, a fecking pickaxe from his ear lobes! I kid you not!
Seriously, that is up there for me with Susan Boyle flas.... stop right there... nope I ain't saying it.
Look fella, if you are gonna do something like that, at least put some humour into it by missing the plate and getting yourself in the bollocks with your pickaxe, I might have voted for you then.
If I remember right, he also drilled a nail through the inside bridge of his nose, swung bins from his ears etc. I seriously dread to think what him and his missus gets upto to get there sexual kicks, the thought quite frankly scares me more than having.... well Ill let you use your imagination.... just how cruel is that? Muwahahaha!
I mean, how do these people know that they can do these sort of things? What possesses them to try it in the first place? WHY for God's sake think anyone else wants to watch you try to skin yourself alive starting at the ears as the weight starts to peel the skin away!?!?!? Please! Stop the visions, just stop.
I thought the 2Grand act was very good, it is just a pity that the Grandfather allowed nerves to get the better of him, although why he didn't get a second shot whilst Hollie Steele could I do not know. If one is allowed a second go, all should be, thats not a fair thing to do is it?
Now, Stavros Flatley! Well what can be said? For pure entertainment value they were/are up there with Diversity for me and really they should have been 2nd, not Su Bo. Having said that, Shaheen, Hollie and Natalie Okri (whom didn't even make the Final) should have also been above Su Bo, but there you go.
At the end of the day, though, the best act won. Congratulations.
Ah, at least that's over and I haven't got any mind numbing drivel to sit through, thank God Big Brother is not on.... oh, wait a minute.... NOOOOOOO! 5月31日 Britains Got Talent: A NoticeI will be in the next few days be doing a blog on BGT! It will be a biggun. 5月13日 Trip To MunichLast week, I went on a lovely little trip to Munich so I could attend a training course. Me, being me, I arrived at Manchester Airport 4 (YES four) hours early for the flight!
For European flights, they recommend 90 minutes, I arrive 4 hours before! Firstly, the check-in girl looked at me as if I was weird, and I can see why. Secondly, when I went through passport control, again, they looked at me as if I was mad.
Well, when I went through I can see why. It was the stupidly longest 4 hours of my life! I swear, at one point I could tell what was on every shelf of every shop in the duty free, even the ladies sections! I was that bored. I went to the toilet on several hundred occassions, not because I wanted to or needed to, just for something to do!
Trust me, their are only so many times you can walk around looking at things before people start thinking you are extremely, erm, odd!
Add to this that I was "anxious" about flying as I haven't for 8 years or so, and it all makes for a very frustrating wait.
I walked around the shops, I sat down had a coffee, I walked around the shops, I sat down had a look at the monitor for boarding times etc, I walked around the shops, I went to the toilet, I walked around the shops, I went and had another coffee, I walked around the shops, I saw a very good looking shop assistant, I walked around the shops, I wanted to stab my own eyeballs out with a blunt object (I had no sharp ones, remember where I am folks), I walked around the shops, I sat down and had another look at the monitor for boarding times.
Guess what!?!? I walked around the shops, I noticed a lot of other people looked very bored, I walked around the shops, I saw extremely good looking shop assistant again (I was closer this time, she was even more good looking than I first thought, blimey, I am shallow
At this point, oh I need to tell you this, I remembered, I watched Lost the night before, which did nothing for my anxiety about flying again as the first scene showed a plane at the bottom of the sea.... great, just great! Having remembered Lost though, JJ Abrams.... Cloverfield.... Jessica Lucas.... ah I felt better.... a bit. That underlying feeling of dread of the plane taking off, reaching 10,000 foot and then plunging nose first into the ground like a javelin thrown by an over-zealous athelete never quite left me though. Having said that, I never got that "OMG, we are all going to die" feeling, I had that twice during the whole trip, both times I was on the ground though, more about these later.
A word of warning, though, a few shallow moments will also be coming up....
I checked boarding.... Gate 7 (or whatever, I cannot remember, but for the sake of arguing I'll say 7), yippee! I can go to the gate, just to end up sitting around for a further 15-20minutes, only with the added luxury of having nothing, and I mean nothing, to look at! Marvellous! I started thinking about planes at the bottom of the sea again, just perfect. My seat number got called in the first batch, I got to the row I was on and OMG! Why did I choose a window seat? More the question, why did I get a window seat overlooking the wing? You know, that long thing that sticks out the side of the plane and is very much relied upon to stop you from falling to your doom? The long thing that can flap a bit even when the plane is not airborne?
It could be argued that the wing is more important than all engines working. A plane can stay up on one engine, apparently (not that I want to try it), but try keeping it up with just one wing, anyone remember that scene in Superman Returns when the plane loses a wing and it goes spinning out of control nose diving at a 90 degree angle.... at this point you must surely get my gist about my thinking.
Well, this was getting better! I stowed my hand luggage in the overhead compartment and promptly sat down. We were still a good few minutes before take-off but I already felt the need to fasten my seat belt. Why? Good question.
Oh well, after a few minutes, the plane started to move towards the runway. Well, at this point I started to talk to the (we will call him poor, as in for sitting next to me) guy, it turns out he fly's around 3-4 times a month. Oh, thats good then, I thought.
All of a sudden, that push of g-force as the plane shifts at a great rate of knots up to take-off speed, the nose lifts off the ground, and up, up and away. Well, I forgot how much I enjoy flying! It was funny, the sensation. Loved it. Then we got the food. I say food in the "slimmest" sense of the word. It was a snack, and not a great one at that, a ham sandwich. C'est la vie.
Then a jolt, what was that? Turbulance of course, blimey! You know, you hear these stories about planes hitting a pocket of air and dropping 1,000ft down, I can see why. That, however, was not the time I thought during this flight that we were all going to die. Oh no, that came a bit later....
We were coming in to land when all of a sudden the plane banked reasonably sharply. Now, of course, we are not to know whether this was wind or on purpose, however, your's truly was in a very advantageous position and my first thought was, "Wow, the wing is gonna touch the floor." Well, it didn't. Oh I forgot to mention, when the landing gear came out, it wasn't like I remember, a waring noise and then gentle clunk, no it was a clunk like the ar*e had just fallen off the plane.
Non of those times did I once think OMG we are going to die, no, that came after we had all three gears on touched down. All of a sudden the massive reverse thrust, everybodies head threw against the head rest in front, a bottle came hurtling down the plane. That was when I thought OMG, we are going to die. Happily, and quite obviously I hope, we did not. Remember the guy I mentioned who was sitting next to me? The one who flies 3-4 times a month? I looked at him, he gave me a nervous looking smile, I stupidly asked "Was that normal?", to which he answered, "Erm, no!"
We came to the conclusion that either the runway was short or the pilot had forgot to break at first! I hope to God it was because the runway was short!
My next worry, of course, once we departed the plane, was if they had lost my luggage, the answer was a happy no, in fact, mine was the first case to come onto the carousel! Yippee.
Oh but hang on, I am getting ahead of myself at this point. You see, passport control. Ah yes, passport control. I handed over my passport to the officer at which point it took what seemed like an eternity for him to look at! I was standing there thinking that if I produced just one bead of sweat I was going to get ushered into an office, bent over a table, hear the lovely snap of a rubber glove being put on and getting a "nice" rectal "exam". (Of course I say nice in the loosest sense of the word, I would imagine, suppose it depends whether you may enjoy that sort of thing or not) I did not want to be walking like John Wayne, I am afraid that would be far too much for me to take on my first day in a new country.
The fun part was to come, I had to get across Munich, the hotel I was staying in was right next door to the place where the course was. I didn't want to get a taxi as at that point I had no idea how much it would have cost (turns out around 60euros, and yes that is near enough £60 now), so I was going to get the train. I don't even use public transport if I can help it in Blighty, and here is me about to use it in a foreign country! I went to the information desk and said which station do I nee to go to to get to this address. The lovely woman behind the counter (and she was), in her extremely good English, told me. I was like great! Then I remembered something, I had the paper printed off internet with directions (by this point I was on the train btw), and it told me to get off at a different station!
My instincts, and a bit of common sense, told me to go with that one, and I did. Lets be very fair, though, the stop she gave me was only an extra 5 minute walk to where I needed to be so wouldn't have been a complete disaster!
I had to make two changes though, and come the first change, and with no toilet in sight, for the first time in the entire journey, I needed to go for a p*ss! Sod's bloody law or what?!?!?
I had some lovely scenery to take my mind off, and the architecture in Munich is beautiful! The city is wonderful btw, and the people very friendly and lovely!
Anyways, I got to my stop, dragged myself cross-legged up the stairs turned right and there it is! My hotel! After eventually finding the very well hidden entrance, I checked in and went to my room. Dropped my bags, ran into the bathroom and.... ah.... the relief.... sods law was not going to catch me short this time, of that I was determined!
Washed my hands and then did what every person does in a new country went for a walk. Now, the first thing that struck me was just how friendly everyone is! They are an amazingly beautiful people, and I must say, I have never seen so many absolutely stunningly beautiful women in one place at one time.... I needed blinkers! (I did warn of some shallowness, did I not?
I found a lovely Italian restaurant and decided this is where I would be eating, and as it turns out ended up eating every night, it really was that nice. I had a lovely pineapple pizza that night and a couple of cokes, all for 6euros 50cents. I dearnt have eaten the hotel food, it was 12-18euros (please bear in mind that is almost £12-£18). Now, okay, I can claim it back, but its the principle of the thing.
Anyways, the following morning, the day of the course I met my colleague and we went to the course. Course was very good, and very hard, by brain felt like it was melting at one point.
Right, it came to leaving for home a few days later, and you know I was disappointed in a way that I was, Munich and Germany really is that nice, but as they say, their is no place like home.
On the final day, we had ordered a taxi to get us back to Munich airport. When it arrived we were greeted by this huge guy who shuck our hands, and to be honest it was more like a "good luck, you are going to die" hand shake than a "hello". We went outside to be presented with this taxi which was a top of the range Mercedes, with TV!
And this is why. To get from where we were staying to Munich airport requires the necessity on going onto the Autobahn. I don't mind this, I love speed and it is the safest motorway in Europe if not the World. What I do mind is when, whilst doing 180km/h (approx 112mph in real money), your taxi driver decides to perform the following, in this order.... mobile phone call, text someone, write something down (OMG the queue in front is breaking!), phone someone else, text a bit more, write another snippet of info onto a pad, drink a decent amount of water (at least I hope it was, I dread to think it could be something else) out of a glass bottle, text someone else, take a phone call again, then turn on the TV in the dash board watch it for a minute, put teletext on and then find and read an article! Yes, all in the fast lane doing 112mph in a queue of traffic! I looked at my colleague and he looked at me, we both had that "OMG, we are going to die" look!
Well, after, again at 112mph, being chopped to pieces by a complete moron in a Golf TDI (I am sure that stands for Total D*ckhead Inside), we get safely to the airport. I almost, but not quite, kissed the floor having to pretend that I had fallen out of the taxi. My colleague then got driven to Terminal 1, I was at Terminal 2.
Oh, what time is it, I thought.... oh FFS! I have 4 hours to wait! What is it with me and airports and waiting for 4 hours? I sat down in the main hall and decided I would wait for an hour to check-in. I played Ridge Racer on my PSP! What a great game!
I eventually checked in and then decided to go straight through passport control, well, I put my hand luggage through the X-Ray machine, I went through the metal detector with no problems, but the x-ray machine stopped on my baggage! Uh-oh. Eventually it came through, the gent said to me, "Can I open your bag?", "Of course" was my answer. It turns out I had left the European adapter on the charger for my PSP, making it almost gun shaped....
I was waved through to be presented with a duty free, that again, after 3 hours all looks the same.
I got onto the plane, eventually, to be presented by one of the most stunningly beautiful air-hostesses I have ever seen! I think her name was Jennifer, not sure, to bust playing Ridge Racer on the PSP. The flight home was completely incident free and I even had a seat empty next to me. My luggage was all intact back at Manchester airport and I got an uneventful taxi ride home in which we spoke about how the mancs cheated themselves to a semi final win and Chelsea, well, we just laughed.
The moral of this blog is this, oh feck it, there isn't one, despite how it sounds, I enjoyed every moment of it! 4月30日 Soap WatchJust going away from my usual topics (ManU cheating, Gordon Brown being useless, ManU cheating, Refs favouring ManU, ManU cheating, Swine flu, ManU cheating, PL being corrupt, ManU cheating, Christiano Ronaldo falling over (again), ManU cheating.... I think you get the gist) at the moment, I thought I would bring up Soap Watch to rear its ugly little head, again.
It has been a while, and let me just say that it has been confirmed that the gorgeous Jessica Lucas will be in Melrose Place (Damn! I knew I would get her in the post somewhere... God I am good, psychic you see (note to ones self.... you write the bloody thing!)) I am not gonna slag it off, not until I at least catch a glimpse, then I will lay into it if its required, but anything with Jessica in cannot be bad.... (note to ones self.... *cough* 90210 *cough*.... damn! She was good though, and damned fine, as per). **Queue Scrubs-like weird dream sequence
Oh thats enough of that, snap out of it man.....
Where was I (Manu cheating, probably....)? Ah, yes. Soaps. I have been keeping a close eye on them (and please forgive if I go off on a tangent (not like me at all!) onto some comedy, and also if I miss stuff out due to the fact it has been soooo long since my last soap watch).
Now where do I start? Well I haven't mentioned Gavin & Stacey yet (that's a comedy for those who do not know... I would ask why not?!?!?) and I must say it is hilariously funny, and Matt Horne posts on Twitter (http://twitter.com/mfhorne) but James Cordon does not. I haven't seen their series on BBC3 yet, but I may make a point of watching it in the near future.
Just a quick note, the guy who plays Archie in EastEnders (Larry Lamb) stars as Gavin's father in it and is very funny.
Which brings me nicely onto EastEnders, see Archie has now left (hopefully for good, nasty piece of work that Archie Mitchell, the way he was turning Peggy into a carbon copy of his previous women) after Phil pretended to kill him only to let him go and to never return otherwise he would kill him.
He also managed to keep Ronnie away from her daughter Amy (Danielle) until the, very literally in Danielles (Amy) case, bitter end. You see, that night of the wedding, Danielle (Amy) finally loses it and decides to tell everyone how she is Ronnies daughter, Amy (Danielle) - anymore of this and I am gonna lose it - of course, Ronnie does not believe Danielle (Amy), until she finds a necklace left in her glass by Danielle (Amy). By then, though, it was far too late as Amy (Danielle) had stormed out in a fit of pique, Ronnie chased after her shouting Amy (Danielle), Amy (Danielle), Amy (Danielle). Eventually she shouted "I believe you" to Danielle (Amy), at which point Amy (Danielle) turned and started to walk to the rather distraught Ronnie (Ronnie
*** I am about to queue a psychotic schizophrenic episode that we are going to go through..... we are going to go through..... hmmm maybe it has already started?
Well, Amy (Danielle) died in the arms of the now mourning Ronnie, what a horrific end to what turned out to be a brilliant storyline. Apparently, the BBC, quite rightly so in my eyes, got thousands of complaints!
Whats this though? Janine shows she has got a heart afterall? She is horrified that she killed someone! (This being the same Janine that killed her own husband to get his money, if anyone (...can be ar*ed to...) remember that far back?)
Back to Archie and his non-death. Well, Peggy was under the impression that Phil was, and indeed had, killed Archie (which is what she wanted). When Phil came clean Peggy went banana's (even more so than usual) and more or less dis-owned Phil.
Phil Mitchell, being that he is a recovering alcoholic in a soap did the only righteous and obvious thing available, he fell off the wagon! Seriously, Phil Mitchell has fallen off the wagon soooo many times that the wagon does not know whether it is coming or going!
In his drunken stupor, he decides it is time to start humping Shelley, whom has been afterhim for ages now. Well, having found that he has started drinking again, probably due to the fact he decided he wanted to have his wicked way, she did the only thing a good friend would do to someone who is a recovering alcoholic whom has just fallen off the wagon, she bought him more. Hmmm.... humping Shelley..... OMG! Just the thought! I need a pub.... quick!
In the meantime, it seems Nick Cotton has made a re-appearance to try to hurry things up and get his daughter (talk about fecking devil-spawn), Dotty (nutty more like), to kill off Dot so he can get his horrible little hands on her money!
Good news though, Lauren is back! She got away with trying to kill Max, her own father!
At this point, I am gonna have to leave EastEnders behind for now as I really cannot stand it anymore, my head is about to explode. It feels like someone has hit me in the head with a rock.....
Which brings me nicely onto Home And Away (you'll see).
Let me start by saying H&A may have gone a bit controversial, you see Joey and Charlie are going to have a relationship, and have shared two on-screen kisses. Joey and Charlie are both women. All of a sudden, Home and Away is a lot more interesting LOL.
Now I have that over and done with, I will go onto what happened to Roman. He made the massive mistake of going out with Leah! As I have mentioned in previous soap watches getting married to Leah (or the long-since departed Sally) usually meant in an untimely death for the groom at some point during his short married life. It seems that since the writers have lost one avenue, by Sally leaving, they needed something else to allow for almost unnatural death and destruction to a poor and unsuspecting man. What could they do to poor Roman?
Get married to Belle? No, she has turned into a neurotic who is constantly high on some sort of medication, and besides she is in the middle of destroying bad-boy-gone-good Aden Jeffries fragile mind and emotional state.
How about Irene Philips? Nope, she is too old really. Besides, she has found someone and I wouldn't wish her on my worst enemy! (Although I would gladly feed anyone associated with a certain football club to her).
Oh well, one thing left to do.... make it so you don't have to marry Leah to have something happen, just make going out with her enough. Poor Conrad Coleby (Roman Harris) must have seen the part of the script that says "start relationship with Leah" and thought what have I done to be sacked? Well, they went on a date only for Roman to be hit by a rock kindly slingshotted by Brendan whilst Leah was doing the driving.
It was touch and go for a bit, but Roman survived only to find out he is now blind, apparently more through mental trauma than physical harm. Don't worry though Conrad, the writers have put in that you are to dump Leah. Someone has survived! Hallelujah!
Anyways, I was going to write something about Neighbours and Coronation Street, but thought I would leave that until...
a - I have time
b - I actually watch them again!
Later peeps, hope you enjoyed this edition of Soap Watch. 4月26日 Hull v Liverpool And A Bit About "Others"Now I am showing a resemblance of calm about yesterday having been robbed by seemingly dirty and corrupt referees... (yes you Howard Webb) and by certain clubs getting penalties that are so obviously not penalties and how often can there players (particularly a horrible gimp who wears the number 7) get away with kicking players?
And anyone whom thinks that United are not looked upon favourably.... seriously, open your eyes, smell the coffee and realise that their is absolutely no conflict of interest whatsoever with David Gill.... oh hang on....
Anyways, need to stop before I really start ripping them a new ar*e hole. We accuse Italian football of being corrupt? Seriously, we need to have the Premier League investigated, Man United get far too many dodgy decisions for it to be innocent.
Lets look at it this way, when the Premier League was conceived, both the PL and Sky decided, by the looks, that Man United would be the flagship club, all you have to do is see how there revenue sky rocketed all in one season compared to others. It wasn't just down to marketing, there fanbase then like now is less than Liverpools. It was a vested interest. Yes Alex Ferguson, may have wanted to "knock us off our f*cking perch", but he has, seemingly, had a fair bit of help along the way. I am talking about the officials, of course.
For instance, yesterday was a classic example, and for once I agree with Harry Redknapp, if that penalty was not given, no way on God's green Earth would United have scored. It changed the whole game, and shocked Spurs, quite rightly so as well, it was never a penalty in a month of Sundays. At one point you could almost hear Howard Webb say to the United players, just fall over and you'll get a pen.
Then, some of the yellow cards that got given to Spurs players were a disgrace especially when you realise, that for the fourth time, at least, this season Ronaldo got away with kicking an opposition player.
Don't get me wrong, no team is completely innocent of getting away with things, but the decisions that ManU get are nothing short of corrupt and criminal.
Yes, some people may call me jealous, why? We (Liverpool) are still the most successful club in England. I believe under Rafa we will win our 19th League title before ManU (we still have a chance this season), and considering the amount of help that they have had I am surprised that it took them this long. Why would I be jealous of winning a league with that amount of help (cheating?), I don't know?
Anyways, off my high horse!
The Hull/Liverpool match! Well, despite winning 1-3, we did not play our best football, luckily we didn't have to. Torres was off the boil a bit, as was the whole team, I think that the Arsenal match may have taken a little bit of spirit out of us, but have not given up!
For a reasonably maligned player, Kuyt has scored his fair share of important goals, two of which came yesterday. The other goal was an absolute screamer from Alonso after his freekick hit the wall the first time.
All we need is for a certain other team to get an impartial referee three times and they may not win those three particular games. 4月23日 Budget?!?!? You Are Having A Laugh!Well, let me paint the picture for you. Yesterday started off reasonably well, here, sat at work things went okay. The living hell that I experienced the day before, which I fixed, worked a treat!
Then lunch time came and went. Someone then reminded me the budget had been and gone.
I read, with much dismay (almost as much dismay as an actor on Home & Away going out with/getting engaged to/married to Leah, poor Roman, more on that later though), the budget on News BBC website.
Sometimes, I just wish I lived in bliss ignorance!
Thinking, naively, that even Labour wouldn't be that stupid/thick/useless as to lumber people with extra tax at this point in a very serious economic issue, compounded it must be said by Labour's idiotic policies (seriously, a 12 year-old has a better idea than those lot), yet they did not disappoint me!
Lets start about the beginning of Labour's reign, 1997. What Labour do not advertise is that they received an economy in excellent shape (shaped by Maggie it must be said after she dragged us out of the, for want of a better word, poop Labour left us in in the 70's) which consisted of massive gold reserve and a £60Billion surplus.
Now, by not advertising this little known fact they were able to do what they are good at doing, squander it, or pee it up a wall if you like. They wanted to make themselves look good, to make it look like they had created a term of economic stability, nope it was a falsehood all done by squandering what they received (this is my take on it by the way, but cannot see another reason as to why, as I have seen actually no improvement in public services apart from an insane ability to squander money on roles that are just not needed).
Well, the chickens have come home to roost!
With that we could have weathered the storm we now have. Instead, mixing Labours profligeracy and their want to make themselves look good, have left us with absolutely nothing! Nowt! Nadda!
The actual budget itself.... hmmm.... it is very hard to know where to start. They have increased tax on alcohol (again), cigarettes (again) and, my personal bug-bear, fuel!
Not only that but they have increased tax on high-earners (150K plus) to 50%! Now I do not mean to bleat, but it is simple economics, and proof, that in the past by decreasing tax they have actually increased the amount of tax they collect! Reason being, more people stop trying to avoid paying it. Simple.... bleeding morons.
Now, fuel tax. Well, lets just say for a country, and indeed people, who are in dire straights it astounds me how Labour have decided that they are adding 2p a litre from September and then for the next four years, in the month of April, an automatic increase at 1p above the rate of inflation! Fools! The lot of them!
They know we will not get out of our cars, they have assured themselves on that one by making sure we have to rely on them. And don't get me started on the "green movement", another self-interested, power hungry movement. If you dig deep instead of just believing what we are cornfed like the battery hens we are, you will find that human activity is only responsible for 3.5% of all greenhouse gas emissions and that all car usage from around the World is only responsible for 0.6% of that figure. You start to get a rough idea. Oh, and one other little point that the green lobby also neglect to mention, their "god", the hockey-stick graph, is the wrong way round. You see, the rise in greenhouse gases, particularly CO2, is FOLLOWING temperature rise! Not the way we are being led to believe.
(I could go on about how the Ross Ice Shelf is increasing by a net of 20megatons a year etc etc, but I won't, this is not what this blog is about, how sea levels are not actually rising (the ice that is melting is floating on water, so an increase will not happen, simple physics)).
Do not fall foul of one of their carrots, though. The £2000 incentive to scrap your old car (over 10 years) and buy a new one is a double edged sword. You see, with your old car you are on the old, and cheaper, tax bands, with a new one you will be on, Labour hope, one of the higher ones so they can collect more money out of you!
However, where tax is concerned, this government will not miss a trick in the opportunity to use it as an "incentive" or "excuse" or "justifiability".
Going off-topic a little bit, did you know that over it's entire life-cycle, from build to scrap, the Toyota Prius is less environmentally friendly than one of those "green lobby" "devil" cars, a Land Rover Discovery? Really quite funny.
Did you also know that a BMW M5 on a motorway doing 70 mph is more efficient than a Prius?
Anyways, I am going drastically off-topic here.
In short, this budget just re-iterates what we already knew, Labour need to get out of office!
Anyone for a protest? 4月21日 Other WebbiesJust a quick note to let you know that I am on Twitter ( http://twitter.com/LiverpoolFan74 ) and now have a YouTube channel ( http://www.youtube.com/user/LiverpoolFan74 ).
I only have a couple of retro gaming vids up there (YouTube) at the moment, but am endeavouring to get more up and running soon. 4月20日 HelloHello everybody, hope all is well.
I haven't blogged much lately, but I am planning on doing so much more very soon. 4月15日 Remember The 96!Please remember the 96 who tragically lost their lives at Hillsborough and spare a thought for their families.
RIP and YNWA! UCL 4-4 (7-5 agg) Chelsea-LiverpoolLet me just say that I am proud, despite the loss, of our team! Liverpool played with fluency, sportsmanship and never cheated... unlike another team I could mention.
Another thing I must say, I must congratulate Chelsea's man of the match, the referee. Never have I seen such a great performance for a team than that man right there! Well done, bravo.... moron.
You see, whilst everytime Drogba went down, again, like he had been shot, again, Lucas got almost torn into two by Malouda and guess what happened.... nothing.... in fact Chelsea went on to score! Malouda, if that was in public, could have got done for attempted murder! It was horrendous.
Not only that, but everybodies favourite footballer, yes thats right Didier Drogba, was injured off the pitch, but managed to roll himself on to not only stop play, but then made, yet another, miraculous recovery! Even a Chelsea supporter said it's brilliant, Drogba has recovered from so many career threatening injuries during matches that it's like watching a miracle every game! That sums it up really.
Well, the scoring started with a brilliant, McAllister-esque, free-kick from Aurelio, followed by a penalty from Alonso. At this point Chelsea were rocking, they could not live with us and this game summed up why I believe we deserve to win at least the league this season. We are playing the best attacking football of any team at any point during this season, no doubt about it. And all this without Steven Gerrard, and without, what I believe, players that Rafa would like to have!
Amazing, truely amazing.
Last night shows why Liverpool are unique, even during some barren years I have never thought that any club (and I am including supporters in the word club) could match Liverpool FC. Last night shows why I love this club!
This season, no matter how much the odds are stacked against us, we seem to be able to pull the rabbit out of the hat, unfortunately, last nights rabbit turned out to be a Chelsea-sympathetic referee! Yes, we gave ourselves a lot to do after a rather lacklustre performance last week. However, yet again we put four goals past a team that according to the media are way ahead of us. Not so.
You know, even if we do not win the league this season, I think we will next season. We deserve it this season, but as Rafa said, ManU get too much protection and get away with all sorts, as did Chelsea last night. A shame.
Never mind. At least our players, in defeat, can walk away with their heads held high, unlike the opponents as "winners".
EDIT: I know I jump from Champions League to Premier League, but it's all relevant to what I am trying to get at. 4月8日 Things You Should Not Say.....I was inspired by a thread on a football forum that I frequent regarding this, so thought I would post mine on hear (along with some new ones)......
A brand new series of posts/blogs/ramblings (delete as you feel applicable
If you can think of any, please leave a comment (I will do more instances later)...
Things you should not say..... in an interview
Are all your men/women (delete as applicable) easy?
In your internet policy, is porn out of the question?
Hey honey, would you like to see my elephant?
Hi, my name is Charles Manson.
Bloody hell! After walking around your office, I have to ask, how do you not w*nk yourself stupid?
I've pulled a sicky to come to this interview....
I love fires, I hope you like fires.....
My previous boss didn't like us as he thought we are schizophrenic.....
Yes, I have f**king tourettes, you f**king w**king t*t!
Oh yes, I was director of Northern Rock and then I went onto RBS, I think I would do very well as Director here. What is your pension like?
If you are looking for someone who looks extremely busy at all times whilst doing feck all, and someone who sounds like they know what they are talking about yet knows nothing, then I am your person!
Phwoar, you look like you are dirty!
Do you allow birthday suits on dress down day?
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