Monthly Archives: June 2010

Just like that

Fabio is pretty Super Looks a bit like Tommy Cooper Takes us down to Bloemfontein To show Ze Germans Once again. Gives the boys a pint of beer To calm their nerves and kill the fear Brings on subs like … Continue reading

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Will this be us tomorrow?

In the online edition of Le Monde today, le readers can complete this quiz-vote: Who is responsible? Raymond Domenech Les joueurs La Fédération française de football Le ballon Les vuvuzelas

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Au revoir Domenech,

Au revior tout le monde. Le fates have handed you un grande retribution pour le jiggy-jiggy va va voom ball-to-main incident vs the Republic of Ireland, but your team have given me beaucoup de pleasure of the wrong kind and … Continue reading

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It takes a Republican to issue a shaming

The two best things about the World Cup so far in my eyes have been the game between Cameroon and Denmark – which was two parts part Total Football to one part Keystone Cops and was the ideal antidote to … Continue reading

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Les Bleus

When I first wore these the ground shifted in a slightly uneasy way beneath my feet. But I’m used to them now. In any event, it’s most felicitous that it’s the French who are taking the baton from the Dutch … Continue reading

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Self Portrait with Dylan and Aviators

Psychologically dangerous territory for me to put my picture about, I don’t like it but it seemed appropriate to end this rather banal blog week of incognito-ness. I’ve tried to make this as much after Richter* as possible by setting … Continue reading

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This pair are ideal

to wear while watching England play; I can’t see a damn thing out of them, and look at that hinge, you could sit for hours admiring that instead of cringing that they can’t get a corner past the first man. … Continue reading

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