With the disappointment of Tuesday evening long behind them, Arsenal bounced back in great fashion, with a almost showcase performance against Aston Villa. The first half was great, with flowing one touch football we have become accustomed to see from the Gooners. The one player, back after long injury layoff, showed his desire, with a […]
Tuesday 1st February 2005
Defeat. Of all the human emotions we must feel, taste and wallow in, this has to be worst. Losing face against your fiercest rival, then having to face not just defeat on the pitch, but the days, even months of ridicule in the media. That is why, if such an event does occur, I avoid […]
Tuesday 25th January 2005
Can you believe that exactly a month ago, it was Christmas Day? The thought alone makes me shudder, looking back, it seems much more time as based, than the thirty one days, my diary clearly shows. Thankfully it was yesterday, to be precisely calculated as the worse day of the year, which is understandable given […]
Monday 13th December 2004
It was billed as Judgment Day and it did not disappoint. A result for Rupert and the boys if nobody else. Let us focus for a few minutes on the trails. Pinning Mr. Wenger and Mr. Mourinho against each other as time travelling killing machines. My Dad hates all theses trails, across the digital broadcaster […]
Tuesday 7th December 2004
Went to see the Incredibles on Sunday evening, with my sisters. This must have been the first time we had gone to the cinema as siblings since Benji the Hunted. That was over seventeen years ago, the UCI Wycombe Six has become the FilmWorks. How times have changed. Managing expectations. That is what must be […]
Sunday 28th November 2004
This must be a problem that faces many other of my fellow bloggers. What to include in this entry. What is so interesting that it can capture the imagination of my small readership? To be frank, my life is very dull, bland and at times characterless. Yet, I still somehow achieve to write about the […]
Saturday 9th October 2004
My weekend had until Friday been planned out for me. This had meant I would miss the England game. I was disappointed but knew a job had to be done and these sacrifices have to be made for the greater good. It was some consolation, that I would at least be able to get home […]
Sunday 8th August 2004
On the late shift at work this week, I decided to make the most of my free time in the mornings. A sensible person would have much better use of this time available to them, and spent it in bed. This was not something I wanted to do. Not with one of the world’s most […]
Wednesday 14th July 2004
For some strange reason, I have had the urge to drink original Lucozade for the past few weeks. At a young age, the strange bright orange liquid was always seen as some magic potion. Maybe because I only ever remember my Dad buying it to take for our grandmother when she was in hospital. I […]
Sunday 4th July 2004
This evening, I turn to the dreary subject of football and with it England. I have finally decided to discuss it, as the dust begins to settle, with the final taking place this evening. What I love about international tournaments, is how it turns everyone into football fans. Even those, who have not even a […]