ok..so we thumped Wigan 4-0 and made it look easier than it was. While it would have been a disaster to go trophyless another season, winning the carling cup isn't going to be enough to mask what the daftest amongst us knows we're lacking... a fuckin midfield! Giggs did a decent job playing out of his natural position, and contributed vastly, not least when he weaved his way through a cluster of wigan players and delivered the perfect cross field pass hwich led to the 2nd goal. But, let's not get carried away here. Giggs isn't a central midfielder and he's a stop gap measure more than anything else. As for O'shea, words fail to describe how magnificently shamblic he was in the middle of the park. You have to give the lad credit though for being consistent though. He always somehow manages to be the worst player on the pitch, even when we're murdering the opposition. JUST HOW DOES HE DO IT?!! Ok,..i'll cease to moan further and concentrate on the positives. Rooney and Ronaldo were once again magnificent while Park hardly put a foot wrong. Saha was always a threat and helped himself to a lucky but deserved goal. I am just a little disappointed for Rooney that he didn't manage a hattrick...he definitely deserved it. He was running up and about the pitch like a nutter in the dying minutes of the game though the result was beyond doubt. You've gotta love the fella.Winning the Carling Cup is a welcome consolation, but that is all it is. Nothing more...oops there i go again. Sorry! Find it hard not to be cynical in these difficult times. Well, now all i'm hoping for is a good 2nd placed finish, and not too many points behind the Rent Boys...oh and ofcourse a trophyless season for the scouse vermin ;)

Gutted!

An absolute fuckin disaster. 4-4-2 with 3 wingers and Fletcher!! in midfield. Ferguson's tactics fucked. Fletcher!! Midfield fucked.No Ferdinand. Defence fucked. Beanpole Scores.(NOW HOW DID THAT HAPPEN?!!) Pretty much everything fucked. Smith's ankle fucked.OUCH!!! Vanquished 1-0 at Anfailed. FA Cup Fucked. Nothing but "Worthless" cup to play for. We are well and truly fucked....

It's been awhile since i reviewed any movie hasn't it. That hardly means i haven't watched any ofcourse. Mr movie buff here lives, breathes and bleeds celluloid. Not that i'd subject myself to all manner of crap(ok, from time to time, a bit of crap is not too harmful to the system). I pride myself for being an individual of impeccable taste... i am sorry if it sounds a tad cockyor perhaps a tiny bit too self assured, but it's true...It is truth in its purest form if it is ever found possible for 'truth' to exist in various shades of integrity. Anyways i'll commit the following passage to reflect on a recent flick that i managed to catch at the theatres with a bunch of cunts i sometimes refer to as my friends, or as Dhino would like to put it, "aquaintances of convenience".

'Jarhead' is Sam Mendes' third feature length film following the supposedly overrated masterpiece(deliberately contrived contradiction) that is 'American beauty', a film even a movie connoisseur such as myself has unfortunately never seen, and the graphic novel inspired 'Road To Perdition'. 'Jarhead' has received mixed reviews from all quarters. The general opinion is that it's an accurate realistic portrayal of soldiers involved in the gulf war(which is a bit of a no-brainer since the movie's based on a book written by a gulf war veteran whose character's played by one half of the gay duo from 'Brokeback Mountain'). But the naysayers argue that the lack of action and intensity of the 'Full Metal Jacket' or 'Saving Private Ryan' variety is detrimental to a film that's superficially regarded a "war flick". Well, to begin with,'Jarhead' was never meant to be all out actioner in which audience get to gawk at iraqis getting blown to bits by 50 different 'Hollywood' inspired methods. As it was in the actual Gulf war, the ground troops hardly got any "action" anyway. The intention and main focus of the film was aimed at how the american soldiers coped with doing "nothing" during their extended stay in the desert waiting for the "action" that never came. A "war flick" which is in fact a character study with little or no action sequences will almost always be a disappointment to the masses. Having said that, i do not disagree that the film deserves some of the flak it gets. Apart from some great acting, snappy one liners which may or may not have been extracted from the original source material, beautiful cinemtography(almost a given in a Sam Mendes film) and exquisite soundtrack(a good soundtrack is almost always guranteed to raise a film's actual worth...it worked wonders for 'Lord of War'), 'Jarhead' can be a frustrating movie to sit through at certain junctures, and may be a tad too long drawn and dull for an average viewer who goes in without knowing what to expect.

On a side note, 'Jarhead', for better or worse has managed to inspire some members of the Clan to err... "jump on the bandwagon". 'Jar head" novel, 'Jar Head' soundtrack, 'Jar head' inspired msn nicks , and fookin hell, even 'Jar Head' inspired haircuts seem to be the current fad. So i suppose it's fair to say, the movie has managed to have some kind of effect on some of its viwers, disregarding the director's orginal intentions.... haw haw!

80 percent of scousers have had sex in shower...







The other 20 haven't been to prison.

Punched!

you know,..i had almost forgotten what good punch on the side of my pretty face feels like. It must have been 4 years ago , back during the crazy days of National Sevice when i received my last blow. I can't remember the actual details and build up of which led to that incident as i was involved in quite a few punch ups then. Yeah, i know,... it's hard to swallow...but it's true... honest. Puny sized me has a capacity for violence. haw haw!

Well anyways, a few days ago i got walloped( a result of some unfortunate exchange of unpleasantries of the physical nature playing football) ....so i just thought i'd let you know....haw haw!Didn't have much a chance to return the favour cause the bloke walked off, which is probabaly a good thing since standing at 6ft god knows what, a retaliation like that would have consequently led to the fella polishing the concrete floor with my face. And honestly, i wouldn't want to ruin my pretty face with cuts and bruises would i? No..it would be disastrous to my smooth complexion...ok ok... so its no exactly smooth top begin with.

Anyways, on a more serious note, some individuals there probbaly thought i deserved it for the overtly aggressive nature of my play which borders on what is laughably construed to be "savage" and "maniacal". yes, footballers do have a propensity for humour, even if its largely unintentional. Well these comedians ought to switch to playing something more attuned to their femininity like touch rugby or picking daises from the school garden...fuckin pansies... I say these words with an utter disrespect and contempt for such cunts veiled by a tinge of sardonic humour to conceal my deeply rooted annoyance. It's fuckin football laddies (or ladies), it's only ever meant to be played one way...

Having said that, i probabaly deserved the punch. But only because i shouldn't have shoved the big bloke in the first place. It was a sign of succumbing, of capitulating to the circumstances which was spawned by own medicine. A moment of madness which was completely out of character for me... but hey.. what a right hook!...It got my adrenaline pumping. It should have been a prelude to more exciting battles and gut wrenching tackles....but all of that turned out to be a pipe dream. Simply because no one wanted to play football. You see, it's all for fun and recreation..which means it has to be played in the right "friendly" spirit. So what we ended up playing what was a severely diluted stripped down form of the game which bore little resemblance to the spirit of the actual game. We played "football".