Monthly Archives: September 2008

You have to make your own fun

Posted on September 29, 2008 by

We’ve been up on the beach without Ollie, since he is allowed only mild ’round the block’ work while his sprained ankle recovers. Master throwing a stick is only so much distraction; Dylan has devoted the majority of the time … Continue reading →

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Slight correction

Posted on September 28, 2008 by

No sign of Rory Delap or his long throw. He had apparently injured his hamstring in training the day before. You did not have to be a wag to say, ‘How does this prevent him from playing?’ Chelsea staff were … Continue reading →

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It’s all context

Posted on September 26, 2008 by

Nothing can hold any fear for us after last week’s sensational goalless draw at Anfield, & Chelski will crap their pants in our new-found killer atmosphere. It was ninety minutes non-stop singing and invective at Anfield, and I expect it … Continue reading →

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He’s a worry

Posted on September 25, 2008 by

I was giving Dylan some ‘lead training’ out at the beach last night to try and prepare him for some sort of ‘obedience’ during the coming winter nights; we go up there for last hour of light, at which point … Continue reading →

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Atishoo!

Posted on September 24, 2008 by

Have got the plague; when we were young our mams used to cure this by finding the nearest road gang and hanging us over the tarmac brazier to ‘get it off your chest.’ Here’s a picture of a man rolling … Continue reading →

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It’s Only the Mickey Mouse Coupe

Posted on September 23, 2008 by

(which in its old guise as the League Cup is the only proper thing we’ve ever won in a hundred-and-forty years, in 1972) but SuperTone is guiding us through. First the Greatest Goalless Draw of All Time vs Liverpool (25 … Continue reading →

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Monday morning

Posted on September 22, 2008 by

It’s the same for us all

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Politically incorrect

Posted on September 21, 2008 by

Fat Spanish waiter, you’re just a fat Spanish waiter. Yesterday’s excellent chant for Rafa Benitez. It’s hard not to laugh, even if you’re just a lithe English w****r like me. Match report here.

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City of Culture

Posted on September 19, 2008 by

you’re having a laugh, City of Culture, You’re having a laugh. Incredibly, it’s to Manchester United fans that these lyrics are first credited. I never knew they had wit in them; I thought that was exclusive to Man City. As … Continue reading →

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Ollie and scrub

Posted on September 18, 2008 by
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