Thursday, September 27, 2007
Monday, September 24, 2007
Thou Shalt Always Kill*
This is fantastic - and the boy tells me the singer is a really nice bloke!
*dan le sac VS scroobius pip
Wednesday, September 19, 2007
Stay Cool *
If you are going to be beaten in the Champions League, then I can think of no better player to do the damage than someone who would say this, in reference to his previous club Livorno: “We get no favours from the referees because we are Communists!”
Lucarelli's second for Shaktar Donetsk against Celtic was a cracker. Jumping away from the goal, he somehow managed to stretch his neck enough to curl his head round the ball and put it beyond the reach of Boruc (whose performance kept the score to a reasonable 2-0 to Shaktar). The Shaktar forwards embarrassed the Celtic back line with the full-backs Wilson and Naylor in particular having a torrid time.
All we can say is that it could and should have been a lot worse (particularly as the Ukrainian side had a perfectly fine goal ruled out for being offside). We are definitely not looking like a side that can make it to the knock-out stages this season. I predict we'll be in the UEFA Cup as we'll finish third in the group.
Labels: bad bad Celtic
Sunday, September 09, 2007
Macho-Rama (Invasion of the Beef Patrol)*
I'm already bored with the Rugby World Cup. That it's only in its third day and I haven't watched a game yet may make my boredom of it rather strange, but, nevertheless, it's boring. But I would urge everyone to watch the credits for ITV's Rugby World Cup programmes at least once over the next six weeks (yes, six weeks of this shite). It is a totally bizarre little film, with scenes of semi-naked and semi-painted men and one woman jumping about in what looks like some sort of neanderthal world. As I say, totally bizarre.
Labels: rugby is crap
Saturday, September 08, 2007
Back To The Wall *
Wednesday, September 05, 2007
On the odd occasion I don't go to the gym at lunchtime, I desperately ask Messalina (well, she's the only friend at work I have) if she'll join me for a bite to eat. So we'll saunter down the road to the cafe and Messalina will order a bottle of water (well, there's no way I'll pay for bottled water when you can get it for free from a tap). And we'll always have a chuckle when the bottle comes and we look at its proclamation that this particular brand is "the official water of the Albanian national football team." Oh, how Attilla the Stockbroker would like this stuff! But, one day this week, we examined the label even closer. And, what did we find? Well, on one side it stated: "I mbushur sic del nga burimi I pyllit te Tepelenes". Yes, I know, whatever! But, the translation for this can be found on the opposite side of the label and I offer this to you: "Suffled how it gush from the source of the woods of Tepelena"!
Explanations please!!!! "Suffled"??? WTF?
*Ying Yang Twins (don't ask, I don't fucking know)
Labels: wordz meanz mince