SINGAPORE - British sports marketing guru Patrick Nally said there is no reason why the S-League
cannot be a winning proposition given the huge football following in Singapore.
He said the Football Association of Singapore (FAS) must realise they own the sport here and it is
in their interest to find a way to unite the various communities who follow the S-League, English
Premier League and other European football.
Christ that made for disturbing viewing. Somebody get me a glass of the good stuff, preferably
of Laphroaig 27-year-old. This is going to be a long, rough evening.
On a binge
It's a safe bet that John Terry left Craven Cottage late Monday night wandering what the hell
had just happened.
Andy, what do you think of Kuyt's new jeans? "Eh, they're alright i
spose."...Newcastle make the trip to Anfield on Friday bringing with them Demba Ba, the man who
has stepped up to fill the massive boots left by Andy Carroll. Unfortunately for Liverpool it's
Demba Ba who can boast the greater goal tally but with Luis Suarez serving a ban for this match
will Andy Carroll take his chance to put a sock in the critics mouths?
Andy, what do you think of Kuyt's new jeans? "Eh, they're alright i spose."... Newcastle make
the trip to Anfield on Friday bringing with them Demba Ba, the man who has stepped up to fill the
massive boots left by Andy Carroll. Unfortunately for Liverpool it's Demba Ba who can boast the
greater goal tally but with Luis Suarez serving a ban for this match will Andy Carroll take his
chance to put a sock in the critics mouths?
Sir Alex Ferguson say's the FA should stop treating Manchester United Football club like
shite and realise who has contributed most player's to the International team than any
other.
With his current contract drip-dripping away, Arsenal have got it all on to keep Robin van
Persie at the Emirates next season. Word is that there's a £130,000-a-week offer on the table, but
Van Persie is yet to peruse it, let alone shake on it due to Holland's whirlwind-of-shite cameo at
Euro 2012.
It has been a while since I wrote now; My BFZ season had been cut short by niggles and strains
(All the layoff made me feel like an Arsenal player). This post is my take on all things football
and not over the past few weeks. This post should be like the reserves match an Arsenal player
generally scores a hat trick to improve his morale.
The euphoria of last Sunday's win will soon dwindle if we don't get any points at Anfield on
Saturday.
Not that it hasn't been fun.
Even the densest of Spudders (which is a bit like saying ‘the tallest of giraffes' or ‘the
reddest of tomatoes') have learnt to think twice when asked "what time is it?
News from Singapore that one of the ex Arsenal trainees who joined Geylang United has been dropped
before he could kick a ball in anger.
Oliver Nicholas came over to Singapore to take part in trials conducted by the Singapore Football
Association along with several other hopefuls and Geylang must have seen enough because they signed
him up.
There are Arsenal legends. And then again there are proper Arsenal legends. For most of us
Patrick Vieira sits comfortably in the second catergory. From Shite Hart Lane to (Very) Old
Trafford he was a steam engine of a player. Strength, passion, craft, guile, he had the lot and
regularly delievered these qualities as a red and white colossus.
This is a very confusing time to be an Arsenal supporter.
Most of us are torn between fear that the woefulness of recent months reflects where we really
are, and the hope that our new team is about to click and start sweeping all before it.
Mostly, we're all looking for a sign: either a sign to confirm that we really are as shite as an
8-2 defeat at Surrey Towers might indicate, or a sign that the good times are set to roll
again.
You know, no matter how disheartening the season just gone has been, pre-season generally
provides a measure of confidence. A page has been turned over like some kind of new leaf, and you
go into the new one full of hope and optimisim.
It's hard to feel that yet this summer, I have to say. I know that much of it has to do with the
blanket coverage, the Twittering, the non-stop chatter about Arsenal when we might be best served
stepping away for a little while and not analysing the ever-loving shite out of every single
utterance made by every single person connected with the club.
That should really be the headline of the day. The Welsh midfielder will be named for the first
time in almost 1 year (11 months to be correct) in an Arsenal official competitive match day squad.
He had just returned from a loan stint with Nottingham Forest in the Championship.
I'm sure many Gooners will be pissed off with Patrice Evra after his comments that Arsenal were a
'training centre' and that we have 'nothing' on Manchester United.
Do not give him the satisfaction of letting him wind you up! The gobby little shite wants a
reaction and wants to get underneath Arsenal's skin.
Two London Derbies this week trump most of the other fixtures in Week 7. The early match between
Wigan Athletic and Wolverhampton Wanderers promises to be a raging, uncontrollable bore-fest. Of
course Arsenal's trip to Stamford Bridge has everyones' attention, but the fixture between
West Ham United and Fulham could have excitement hidden among the recent mediocrity.
European footy WAGs must not have the energy to even pretend to give a shite about their partners'
group stage games since only a handful of leading ladies from Spain, Italy and Germany managed to
bring their well-dressed selves and kids to some of the early stuff. Looking especially suspicious
at your absence, English WAGs.
The interminable dancing and utterly pointless cavalcade of 'together as one' yadda yadda
yadda-ing is finally over, the new Adidas Tango matchball has been rolled out and looks
glorious (more on that later) and, as an aside to the entire carnival of shite, UEFA's
all-important balls of destiny have been drawn from the hat of fate in Kiev.
Bayern Munich president Uli Hoeness was the son of a butcher. It makes sense, really, as the old
man continues to butcher all standards of decency ahead of Saturday's Champions League final.
Do what the album suggests, Uli.
Uli has been talking shite for a few weeks now, sticking his nose in all sorts of inappropriate
places.
At the close it looked easy enough. There were goals. Celebrations, too. The kind of win we
should be recording against newly promoted sides at home if we are indeed harboring aspirations of
another Premier League title. In truth, however, this was far from a convincing display. Much work
is left to be done.
Jonny Evans was shown a straight red card for a challenge on Stuart Holten which saw the Bolton
player receive a cut on his leg. Both players' feet left the ground, with Evans' winning the ball,
but after the Bolton player came off worse, Evans was sent off.
It's the football scandal of a generation. And it won't go away. Colleen Rooney, photographed
blatantly sipping a cool drink by a holiday swimming pool... while there's a recession on!! I
mean not one single British passport holder anywhere else in the world has done that in the last
week. As to whether that shite really does sell newspapers, that's a debate for someone else to
start.
What a centre back partnership, one of my favourite pictures from the
final...Wembley was a sea of dancing red shirts on Sunday night as Liverpool lifted their 8th
League Cup after extra time and penalties with Cardiff City. The Welsh side were a formidable
opposition but it was Liverpool who remained the most composed during penalties despite misses from
Steven Gerrard and Charlie Adam.
I jokingly referred to this mouth-watering fixture as the 'Clash of the Titans' to a friend earlier
in the week. "Clash of the Titans? Clash of the Shite 'uns, more like!" he quickly retorted.
Perhaps not quite up to Oscar Wilde levels of wit, but it tickled me regardless [..] Read the
original post on Through the seasons before us
Newspapers are for news...
... not privatised profitable propaganda for one individual.
It always flushes out the murky does the January Transfer Window - with a business restriction of
just one month within season, all manipulations, criminalities, envelope stuffing, bribing and
pressurising are themselves pressured by time.
The above quote is lifted from the Rangers fan forum and is not referring to Matty actually but to
Thomas Broich and Mitch Nichols, who they merrily discuss their club's prospects of poaching, given
what they see as the bargain purchase of Matty.
The page about Matty, which begins when the first talk of the transfer emerged, goes for 50 pages.
Last night, due to work and other commitments, I was unable to give this match my full
attention. I missed the first 20 minutes or so, and when I did get to see it I was standing in a
bar, watching a TV with no sound.
I have to say, it does give you a different perspective on things.
Good morning to you from a very windy Dublin. The poor old basset had the shite blown out of him
first thing this morning. Literally. Yes, literally.
Arsene's press conference took place yesterday so there's plenty to get through. Of course much
of it revolved around Cesc and the ongoing media furore over the tunnel comments.
The Professor returns with a long diatribe on sexism in soccer and the sorts of problems it
causes. Compare and contrast with Bill Archer's podcast on being caustic and coming down off that
high once you meet people. One of the Professor's main questions is about the caustic nature of
comments one receives, how they're objectifying, of a sexual nature, demeaning, etc.
Right, well this stoopid weather has finally caught up with me. I am stricken with some kind of
horrendous plague which has me feeling like shit and unable to sleep. Hence the reason I'm sitting
here at 5.12am writing this.
And I know it's not necessarily the weather's fault. It's people with their germs and microbes
and sneezing without covering their mouths and coughing their guts up leaving a hazy cloud of
bacteria to walk into and so forth meaning whatever pestilence they had I know have it and frankly
people ought to just die.
Nearly two years ago I started a semi ground hopping blog called Asian Football Stadiums. Not
really a travel guide it is more a pictorial look at the stadiums in this part of the world. The
reason why there aren't that many posts on it at the moment is one of laziness. If I take the
camera to football I usually have the long lens attached for action shots when I really need a
smaller lens to get in the whole stand.
