Yesterday was the final day of the 2021/22 Premier League Season. In case you missed that. Or weren’t aware. And it was, in the final matches, all played together at 4 o’clock, even for those who’ve been forced to watch in excess of 14,572 games so far this year, it was spectacular. Down to the – Read More-
So what do you do in a heatwave? You play tennis. Oh, can’t do that. Well, I can soon, as the doc informed me. Gently (what the fuck does that even mean? If you’re ‘gentle’ then its not ‘sport’, but I shall try) and progressively, but I could be back within weeks. Its been so – Read More-
Just had to post this photo today. Not just because this 1955 Mercedes 300 SLR has just become the most expensive car ever, at £114million, not even because Mercedes only ever made two of them, one for racing and this one, not EVENNNNN because it had a straight-8 engine, giving it a bonnet the length – Read More-
At present, in the UK (statistics may vary from nation to nation but the current number purely represents the ‘don’t care ‘bout no-one else’ attitude to which we all adhere), 28% of the population are classified as ‘obese’, whilst 34% are ‘healthy’. You don’t have to be Einstein to be seriously worried about the remaining – Read More-
Jake Daniels (no relation), a 17 year old from somewhere up north, has ‘come out’ as gay. Nothing newsworthy there then. Plenty of gay people around, even up north. I met one in Watford once. But Jake is a professional footballer. Ooooohhhhh. So that is different. Very, very different. Because there is the ‘real world’, – Read More-
Roy Keane once attacked the ‘hospitality freeloaders’ at football matches, just verbally, unusually for him, and referred to them as ‘prawn sandwich eaters’. As if eating a prawn sandwich represented the most decadent, upper-class, almost aristocratic act a man could do. Women can eat them too but Roy probably had even more abuse to hurl – Read More-
I grew up in the 60s. That’s the 1960s. The 2060s haven’t arrived yet, you’ll know when they do because we’ll be in a post-climate-change dystopian nightmare with no power, no water, people eating each other, tsunamis on Oxford Street, floods, fires, dry seasons lasting a decade with wet seasons going on forever. The 1960s – Read More-
BOris GOt Fucked. That’s not strictly what ‘bogof’ means, but just seems appropriate. In the circumstances. Which are that due to obesity considerations (we are a nation of total fat bastards) companies offering meal deals ‘two for one!!!’ were going to be stopped in the case of ‘junk food’. Or in the case of ‘food’, – Read More-
A beautiful game, ruined by the referee. I can only agree with Mikel Arteta completely and totally. The purpose of referees is purely ornamental, to look beautiful decked out in black; historical, from the old days before VAR; and as beneficiaries of the Premier League’s job-creation program to keep the unemployed off the streets. They – Read More-
So the football season has reached the point where even the most reddest of red Scousers has to admit defeat. That the ‘almost quadruple’ will have to wait til next year. Because even if Manchester City lose a match, which they won’t, they need to lose by 7 goals. Or thereabouts. Which, in terms of – Read More-