The Oscar for the most clinical shooting of a girlfriend is… Pistorius!!!! (Hooray, applause, cheering, whoop, whoop, whooooo). Poor Blade Runner. An enigma. Either wide eyed and legless victim of his own paranoia who inadvertently shot his dearly beloved to death after an evening of romance and lurve. Or a cold and brutal dictatorial killer – Read More-
you know that funny thing footballers do, when they aren’t very good with one of their feet (you wouldn’t expect two-footedness for just £4million a year, would you?), and they are stuck out on the wrong foot and need to pass? So instead of just kicking it left footedly, they plant their left foot and – Read More-
What is going on in our Mad Mad Mad World of Football??? Its cccccrrrrrr-azy!!!! And my use of the flippant and childish tone along with loads of inappropriate punctuation is to accentuate the childishness of the whole thing. Honest, Dad, cross me heart… Alan Pardew is a 50 year old man. He manages (on some – Read More-
Its Oscars time again. Tomorrow night, in Hollywood, the finest talent Tinseltown can find will parade along to collectively pat themselves on the back for looking so fucking gorgeous, for wearing the most unaffordable clothes the ridiculous world of ‘haute couture’ has begged to give them for nothing and to congratulate themselves on how much – Read More-
The delightful-(ly stupid and frankly ridiculous) Kim Kardashian has insured her arse. For $21 million. Wow. That’s some arse. Which was never in doubt, but 21 mil??? As the rather lovely Ms K. does nothing, works at nothing, plays no significant part in society other than being herself all over the fucking tv, this insurance – Read More-
Harriet Harman, the deputy leader of the Labour Party, or Ed Milliband’s oily rag, as the role may be deemed, is a paedophile!!!! How outrageous, how dire, dasterdly, desperate and disastrous. Diabolical. Disgusting. Well, I suppose she’s not really a child-abuser herself (though you’d think she was if you read the Daily Mail) but she – Read More-
They call it ‘winter sports’. And for good reason. Mainly because they happen in the winter time. When the weather’s a bit funny, a bit unpredictable, when the Thames Valley floods, when England gets submerged, when its cold and in particular, because it snows. The irony being that without this snow, you can’t do winter – Read More-
The definition of ‘sport’ is as follows: an activity involving physical exertion and skill in which an individual or team competes against another or others for entertainment. So there you have it. Its simple, easy, unambiguous and, as ever, subject to great argument and debate. Is golf a sport? Plenty of skill, low on exertion. – Read More-
I don’t ask for much. A warm bed, three squares a day (or four, or better still loads of snacks in between, and booze, maybe some mild drugs, a lot of chocolate…) and comfort and security. That’s all. I’m not demanding, I’m not high maintenance. I don’t ‘want it all and want it now’. I’m – Read More-
I haven’t watched any of the Winter Olympics, none of it. Its like tennis, a game I really love to play, but can only watch Wimbledon because its fab but never bother with the Australian Open, or the French. Especially the French. And yet these are big events of worldwide significance. And they are sports, – Read More-