Kids, do not hit or rape women. This will happen.
07/09/2010
03/09/2010
Film Blog
The film blog, the E number of this under acclaimed and under-referenced blog. 2010 has been a poor year for new releases in Lancashire cinemas - the majority of exciting movies coming from the larger cinemas instead of Cornerhouse (formerly known as Pornerhouse). However, the coming weeks and months sees a healthy selection of new film releases.
Starting with the present, The Secret in Their Eyes, an Argentinean thriller which is currently showing at Cornerhouse
Step Brothers is in the top 100 worst films I’ve ever bothered to watch, but this film don’t look too bad. I am led to believe (by a Youtube comment) that a lot of the movie is off the cuff verbal BANTER.
Visionary (don’t make me laugh( director Daz Aronosky has directed Natalie Portman in Black Swan, a film of paranoia, want and death…made that up. I’m bored. Fuck you standards.
Starting with the present, The Secret in Their Eyes, an Argentinean thriller which is currently showing at Cornerhouse
Step Brothers is in the top 100 worst films I’ve ever bothered to watch, but this film don’t look too bad. I am led to believe (by a Youtube comment) that a lot of the movie is off the cuff verbal BANTER.
Visionary (don’t make me laugh( director Daz Aronosky has directed Natalie Portman in Black Swan, a film of paranoia, want and death…made that up. I’m bored. Fuck you standards.
14/08/2010
Game #1: Blackburn Rovers vs Everton
Hoof it! Head it! Smash it!
Blackburn and Sam Allardyce are a team of derision for most football fans due to their direct approach. On the opening day of the season Blackburn were not too quick to dispel football fans thoughts. Everton could not find a shape to counter Blackburn’s style of play; Louis Saha was isolated and had one attempt from 15 yards which he skied.
Blackburn’s main success in the game was not allowing Mario Fellani to dictate the pace of the game, constantly under pressure from N’Zonzi (who replaced an injured David Dunn in the 8th minute) and El Hadji Diouf. Only in the second half did Stephan Pienaar and Tim Cahill come out of their shell and start to remotely threaten Christopher Samba and Ryan Nelson in defence.
Phil Jones. Michael Salgado and El Hadji Diouf were certainly Blackburn’s strongest players, Jones cutting up every Everton attack, Salgado playing well placed and intelligent passes to the midfield area which started interesting attacks and Diouf creating time and space on the right flank. Jermaine Beckford’s Premier League debut was unspectacular, a miss hit over head kick in the 89 minute which went straight into the hands of Paul Robinson.
Robinson had little to do throughout the game, but made 2 key saves when he was called upon, but throughout the majority of the game he was playing panto with Blackburn fans who were shouting ‘England’s number one’, but replying that he was in fact Blackburn’s number one. Sorry James Brown.
Everton lacked attacking options and were unable to break down Blackburn, a main problem was due to the lack of overlapping wingers, Baines made no impact all the way through the game and Neville spent the majority of his side just lurking on the right wing, with little movement and delivering weak passes into the box.
Finally, the 14th minute goal by Klasnic will not be in Andy Gray’s Xmas 100 Greatest Goals alongside Teddy Sheringham’s 1992 Nottingham Forest strike against Luton Town, but it was still a sound finish. Howard made a bizarre mistake, considering he was under no immediate pressure. Klasnic’s replacement M.B. Diouf certainly looks one to watch for the league, he intimidated Distin and held the ball beautifully and should be a handful when he builds confidence to communicate with team mates.
Official Man of the Match: Mortem Gamst Pederson
Heath’s Man of the Match: Miguel Salgado
Blackburn and Sam Allardyce are a team of derision for most football fans due to their direct approach. On the opening day of the season Blackburn were not too quick to dispel football fans thoughts. Everton could not find a shape to counter Blackburn’s style of play; Louis Saha was isolated and had one attempt from 15 yards which he skied.
Blackburn’s main success in the game was not allowing Mario Fellani to dictate the pace of the game, constantly under pressure from N’Zonzi (who replaced an injured David Dunn in the 8th minute) and El Hadji Diouf. Only in the second half did Stephan Pienaar and Tim Cahill come out of their shell and start to remotely threaten Christopher Samba and Ryan Nelson in defence.
Phil Jones. Michael Salgado and El Hadji Diouf were certainly Blackburn’s strongest players, Jones cutting up every Everton attack, Salgado playing well placed and intelligent passes to the midfield area which started interesting attacks and Diouf creating time and space on the right flank. Jermaine Beckford’s Premier League debut was unspectacular, a miss hit over head kick in the 89 minute which went straight into the hands of Paul Robinson.
Robinson had little to do throughout the game, but made 2 key saves when he was called upon, but throughout the majority of the game he was playing panto with Blackburn fans who were shouting ‘England’s number one’, but replying that he was in fact Blackburn’s number one. Sorry James Brown.
Everton lacked attacking options and were unable to break down Blackburn, a main problem was due to the lack of overlapping wingers, Baines made no impact all the way through the game and Neville spent the majority of his side just lurking on the right wing, with little movement and delivering weak passes into the box.
Finally, the 14th minute goal by Klasnic will not be in Andy Gray’s Xmas 100 Greatest Goals alongside Teddy Sheringham’s 1992 Nottingham Forest strike against Luton Town, but it was still a sound finish. Howard made a bizarre mistake, considering he was under no immediate pressure. Klasnic’s replacement M.B. Diouf certainly looks one to watch for the league, he intimidated Distin and held the ball beautifully and should be a handful when he builds confidence to communicate with team mates.
Official Man of the Match: Mortem Gamst Pederson
Heath’s Man of the Match: Miguel Salgado
11/08/2010
Grinderman 2
The video for Grinderman's new single, Heathen Child, rates among the best. Nick Cave dressed as a Roman and God amongst other strange outfits. Just watch it for yourself.
10/08/2010
The Absurd Rise of the Most Important Man in Football
Barney Ronay’s account of the rise of the ‘most important man in football’ is interesting, entertaining and frustrating. Ronay’s book is useful as introduction to football managers such as; Herbert Chapman and Major Buckley, but it does not lay down solid foundations of the football manager.
We are told that the football manager is used as the scapegoat for the direction of the club when it is going wrong, however, this is the most in-depth comment made on power structures in the football club, despite a brief mention of the Bosman Ruling of 1995. To conclude that the football manager is the most important man in football surely his power relationship would have to be analysed – instead we are told of the old school socialist managers who based football ‘supergroups’ based on community – Busby, Stein, Paisley and nothing further is really discussed.
During the book, it is insightful, in a novelty fashion, but there are major issues in the fact that it is only English and Scottish (mainly Celtic and Aberdeen) football discussed – leaving a huge gulf of football nations left out of the argument. The largest discussion on the foreign manager is Arsene Wenger and Jose Mourinho, as well as a few paragraphs on the early foreign influx of managers in the English leagues.
This book is fun and enjoyable, but at times it would be interesting to see a more insightful and committed argument, as the chapter on Don Revie is the most interesting and well written piece in the book, and maybe with a little more discipline the entire book could have been lifted.
We are told that the football manager is used as the scapegoat for the direction of the club when it is going wrong, however, this is the most in-depth comment made on power structures in the football club, despite a brief mention of the Bosman Ruling of 1995. To conclude that the football manager is the most important man in football surely his power relationship would have to be analysed – instead we are told of the old school socialist managers who based football ‘supergroups’ based on community – Busby, Stein, Paisley and nothing further is really discussed.
During the book, it is insightful, in a novelty fashion, but there are major issues in the fact that it is only English and Scottish (mainly Celtic and Aberdeen) football discussed – leaving a huge gulf of football nations left out of the argument. The largest discussion on the foreign manager is Arsene Wenger and Jose Mourinho, as well as a few paragraphs on the early foreign influx of managers in the English leagues.
This book is fun and enjoyable, but at times it would be interesting to see a more insightful and committed argument, as the chapter on Don Revie is the most interesting and well written piece in the book, and maybe with a little more discipline the entire book could have been lifted.
Music is a persistent problem in my life
Music is a persistent problem in my life
It is always the same issue with me and music, it is not a love-hate relationship, barely no hate apart from the destruction of my ipod due to copious illegal downloads and the snapping in half of my Quadrophenia soundtrack in my mum’s car CD player.
No, the problem is that for months at a time I neglect finding new music and fail to incorporate it into my daily life. I can find two hours a day to read about football…even when I’m shitting I read about football, and not just any football, how Scotland lost the 1978 World Cup. But I cannot put aside one hour to listen to a brand new album.
An activity which would not even have to take my undivided attention, something I could do whilst I bully 10 year olds into submission on FIFA.
Instead I now have 16 albums, which I have on good grounds are interesting albums for the year of 2010 – this is all bad news for Devo who have had my undivided attention on my ipod for the past month. It is also bad news for people on public transport who will fall victim to my very loud Sony headphones.
I have not listened to anything new since Crystal Castles II and have not bought a new album since The Fall released YFOC and Madlib’s Medicine Show #4 – Jamaica (both excellent may I add).
The list of albums I have the displeasure of listening to are:
Sleigh Bells
Passion Pit
Mt. Saint Helens Vietnam Band
Django Django
Kid Congo Powers
Local Natives
Fang Island
Zola Jesus
Pocahaunted
Harlem
Exit Calm
Morning Benders
New Young Pony Club
Emancipator
Chrome Hoof
I may be falling head first into a barrel of tripe, but at least I won’t be hungry.
It is always the same issue with me and music, it is not a love-hate relationship, barely no hate apart from the destruction of my ipod due to copious illegal downloads and the snapping in half of my Quadrophenia soundtrack in my mum’s car CD player.
No, the problem is that for months at a time I neglect finding new music and fail to incorporate it into my daily life. I can find two hours a day to read about football…even when I’m shitting I read about football, and not just any football, how Scotland lost the 1978 World Cup. But I cannot put aside one hour to listen to a brand new album.
An activity which would not even have to take my undivided attention, something I could do whilst I bully 10 year olds into submission on FIFA.
Instead I now have 16 albums, which I have on good grounds are interesting albums for the year of 2010 – this is all bad news for Devo who have had my undivided attention on my ipod for the past month. It is also bad news for people on public transport who will fall victim to my very loud Sony headphones.
I have not listened to anything new since Crystal Castles II and have not bought a new album since The Fall released YFOC and Madlib’s Medicine Show #4 – Jamaica (both excellent may I add).
The list of albums I have the displeasure of listening to are:
Sleigh Bells
Passion Pit
Mt. Saint Helens Vietnam Band
Django Django
Kid Congo Powers
Local Natives
Fang Island
Zola Jesus
Pocahaunted
Harlem
Exit Calm
Morning Benders
New Young Pony Club
Emancipator
Chrome Hoof
I may be falling head first into a barrel of tripe, but at least I won’t be hungry.
20/07/2010
An Alternative View
I have come to the conclusion that the Brazilian World Cup 1970 goal was in fact scored by the Paul Jewell's highly respected and emulated Wigan Athletic side. Here is the official commentary.
Pass one: Leighton Baines -> Matt Jackson
Pass two: Matt Jackson -> Graham Kavanagh
Pass three: Graham Kavanagh -> Jimmy Bullard
Pass Four: Jimmy Bullard -> Graham Kavanagh
Pass Five: Graham Kavanagh -> Ian Breckin [Captain]
Dribble Past Four Players: Ian Breckin
Pass Six: Ian Breckin -> Leighton Baines
Pass Seven: Leighton Baines -> Lee McCulloch
Pass Eight: Lee McCulloch -> Jason Roberts
Pass Nine: Jason Roberts -> Nicky Eaden
GOAL: Nicky Eaden
I hope you have all seen the truth behind all the lies that have been spread for decades. God bless your soul Nicky Eaden and good luck in the sexual arts industry Paul Jewell.
Pass one: Leighton Baines -> Matt Jackson
Pass two: Matt Jackson -> Graham Kavanagh
Pass three: Graham Kavanagh -> Jimmy Bullard
Pass Four: Jimmy Bullard -> Graham Kavanagh
Pass Five: Graham Kavanagh -> Ian Breckin [Captain]
Dribble Past Four Players: Ian Breckin
Pass Six: Ian Breckin -> Leighton Baines
Pass Seven: Leighton Baines -> Lee McCulloch
Pass Eight: Lee McCulloch -> Jason Roberts
Pass Nine: Jason Roberts -> Nicky Eaden
GOAL: Nicky Eaden
I hope you have all seen the truth behind all the lies that have been spread for decades. God bless your soul Nicky Eaden and good luck in the sexual arts industry Paul Jewell.
Italian Football and Politics
This is an interview I have found of John Foot (author of Calcio: A History of Italian Football) talking about politics in Italian football. The interview is not heavy duty, but a further read into his book would be interesting. The questions are in inverted comma's as my Blogger account still thinks it is too cosmopolitan to be constrained by Bold and Italic lettering. The article is a little old (Juventus regarded as a major force)
'Italy emerged as a footballing power in the 1930s. How important was football to Benito Mussolini’s fascist regime? Was it associated with opposition to fascism?'
Football was very important for fascism. Mussolini helped make the sport into a mass pastime, organised rallies around games and added fascist symbols. This was particularly true with the World Cups of 1934 and 1938 and the Olympic tournament in Berlin in 1936, all of which Italy won. Radio was the main means by which people followed the game and the commentaries were extremely nationalistic, as were the reports in the press. The Battle of Highbury match with England in 1934 was presented as a kind of war, and defeat was turned into victory. The 1938 World Cup in France saw anti-fascist protests at Italian games.
However, football also presented fascism with problems. Localism contrasted with fascism’s nationalist ideology—being a fan of a club side was at odds with the whole idea of fascism. Football itself was in some ways anti-fascist in a weak sense, perhaps. Many footballers were fascists, but others became part of the resistance. The big teams in the 1930s were associated in some ways with the regime. Juventus, which won five titles in a row, were the car company Fiat’s team, and Bologna had a strong link to the fascist leadership in that town.
'Many fans believe Juventus and the Milan clubs exercise too much control over football. How true is that?'
Big business and football have always been closely linked in Italy—Pirelli, and then businessman and prime minister Silvio Berlusconi with AC Milan, Fiat with Juventus, oil interests with Inter. These three teams have carved up tournaments among themselves since the 1950s. Money talks in football and there is a lot of circumstantial evidence of what is known as the “psychological conditioning” of referees—in particular by Juventus. The relationship between Italians and referees mirrors that between Italians and the state—a relationship built on suspicion, hatred and mistrust.
Today, with the vast sums spent on TV coverage, the big clubs have an even greater control over the game. Nobody else can really win. This dominance has only ever been challenged on a few occasions—by Bologna in the 1920s and 1930s, Torino in the 1940s and the Rome clubs in the 1990s.
'In Britain it is rare for football fans to get involved in politics. But in Italy football fans have joined demonstrations. There’s been the emergence of Livorno as a left wing club. How serious is politics among the supporters?'
Politics is very serious, and it touches all parts of life. However, most of the hardcore fans are now on the right or the extreme right of the political spectrum. Extremist groups like Forza Nuova have found fertile recruiting grounds among the fanatical Ultra fans. This has led to a lot of racism and open fascism at football grounds, with anti-Semitic banners, insults directed at black players and swastikas.
Some of the left wing strongholds, such as Torino and Roma, have been taken over by the right in recent years. Little has been done about the racism. On the left, Livorno are interesting, although their Stalinism is quite hard to take and they are often simply provocative. Venice fans also led an anti-racist campaign and put up anti-war banners. The link between politics and sport in Italy has always been very strong.
'How does the economy of football work?'
In recent years the finances of football have been a grotesque parody of the Italian financial system. Clubs have gone bankrupt and been “saved” by financial accounting. New laws have been passed to allow clubs to survive despite falsifying their accounts. Scandals in football mirror those in Italian society, with corruption rife.
People are extraordinarily interested in the game, and in some ways it has replaced politics and religious belief as the main thing in people’s lives. The media deals in football almost continuously. Violence, fraud, scandal and intrigue were endemic. The system had collapsed, yet the show went on. Teams continued to play on despite bankruptcy, doping, arrests, investigations. All this was surreal and disturbing, but perhaps not all that surprising. After all, the president of the Football Federation was also a key figure in the running of AC Milan, whose president is the prime minister of Italy.
In a country where rules and laws are not only broken with impunity, but where those who do so are rewarded for their pains, it is unlikely that the most popular and the most wealthy sport would be a “happy island” of legality, peace and tranquillity.
Sometimes, during the work on this book, I felt like Malcolm McDowell in The Clockwork Orange. I was forced to watch things which have made me sick. I did not think it would be possible but, by the end, I had almost fallen out of love with football.
'Italy emerged as a footballing power in the 1930s. How important was football to Benito Mussolini’s fascist regime? Was it associated with opposition to fascism?'
Football was very important for fascism. Mussolini helped make the sport into a mass pastime, organised rallies around games and added fascist symbols. This was particularly true with the World Cups of 1934 and 1938 and the Olympic tournament in Berlin in 1936, all of which Italy won. Radio was the main means by which people followed the game and the commentaries were extremely nationalistic, as were the reports in the press. The Battle of Highbury match with England in 1934 was presented as a kind of war, and defeat was turned into victory. The 1938 World Cup in France saw anti-fascist protests at Italian games.
However, football also presented fascism with problems. Localism contrasted with fascism’s nationalist ideology—being a fan of a club side was at odds with the whole idea of fascism. Football itself was in some ways anti-fascist in a weak sense, perhaps. Many footballers were fascists, but others became part of the resistance. The big teams in the 1930s were associated in some ways with the regime. Juventus, which won five titles in a row, were the car company Fiat’s team, and Bologna had a strong link to the fascist leadership in that town.
'Many fans believe Juventus and the Milan clubs exercise too much control over football. How true is that?'
Big business and football have always been closely linked in Italy—Pirelli, and then businessman and prime minister Silvio Berlusconi with AC Milan, Fiat with Juventus, oil interests with Inter. These three teams have carved up tournaments among themselves since the 1950s. Money talks in football and there is a lot of circumstantial evidence of what is known as the “psychological conditioning” of referees—in particular by Juventus. The relationship between Italians and referees mirrors that between Italians and the state—a relationship built on suspicion, hatred and mistrust.
Today, with the vast sums spent on TV coverage, the big clubs have an even greater control over the game. Nobody else can really win. This dominance has only ever been challenged on a few occasions—by Bologna in the 1920s and 1930s, Torino in the 1940s and the Rome clubs in the 1990s.
'In Britain it is rare for football fans to get involved in politics. But in Italy football fans have joined demonstrations. There’s been the emergence of Livorno as a left wing club. How serious is politics among the supporters?'
Politics is very serious, and it touches all parts of life. However, most of the hardcore fans are now on the right or the extreme right of the political spectrum. Extremist groups like Forza Nuova have found fertile recruiting grounds among the fanatical Ultra fans. This has led to a lot of racism and open fascism at football grounds, with anti-Semitic banners, insults directed at black players and swastikas.
Some of the left wing strongholds, such as Torino and Roma, have been taken over by the right in recent years. Little has been done about the racism. On the left, Livorno are interesting, although their Stalinism is quite hard to take and they are often simply provocative. Venice fans also led an anti-racist campaign and put up anti-war banners. The link between politics and sport in Italy has always been very strong.
'How does the economy of football work?'
In recent years the finances of football have been a grotesque parody of the Italian financial system. Clubs have gone bankrupt and been “saved” by financial accounting. New laws have been passed to allow clubs to survive despite falsifying their accounts. Scandals in football mirror those in Italian society, with corruption rife.
People are extraordinarily interested in the game, and in some ways it has replaced politics and religious belief as the main thing in people’s lives. The media deals in football almost continuously. Violence, fraud, scandal and intrigue were endemic. The system had collapsed, yet the show went on. Teams continued to play on despite bankruptcy, doping, arrests, investigations. All this was surreal and disturbing, but perhaps not all that surprising. After all, the president of the Football Federation was also a key figure in the running of AC Milan, whose president is the prime minister of Italy.
In a country where rules and laws are not only broken with impunity, but where those who do so are rewarded for their pains, it is unlikely that the most popular and the most wealthy sport would be a “happy island” of legality, peace and tranquillity.
Sometimes, during the work on this book, I felt like Malcolm McDowell in The Clockwork Orange. I was forced to watch things which have made me sick. I did not think it would be possible but, by the end, I had almost fallen out of love with football.
19/07/2010
When footballers do not stick to the (half a) day job!
Since the dawn of football the footballer has seen other ways to entertain himself or earn a few extra bob. In far gone times being a professional footballer was second to your full-time job, unthinkable in the modern multi-billion pound game.
However, instead of working class men holding working class jobs the recent footballer has seen himself as the crooner, the rapper or the choir member, all football fans need now is to witness Phil Neville record his favourite christmas carols through the medium of beat-bopping.
Here are a few of the worst...and John Barnes.
Nottingham Forest, before winning their first Premier League title under Brian Clough and Peter Taylor released this magical version of 'The Whole World' also laid down by Aretha Franklin and Glitterman Beeton. Robbie Williams probably wishes he had heard this before taking a ribbing from O'Neill at World Cup 1998.
Kevin Keegan - Newcastle, Liverpool and err Hamburg legend, making a fair crack at a pop career. Housewifes across Britain and Europe had wet knickers when this Eurovision imposter of a song was released. Also, for added Keegan search 'Green Cross Road' and watch some beautiful acting on par with Jimmy Bullard.
Now for Mr Personality, not exactly making a living but taking a nice appearance fee - Arshavin singing woefully on Russian television.
Arshavin's terrible singing and performance can only be beaten by one money grabbing slime, El Tel. Singing on the Russell Hartey show, to the amusement of his players. Definitly messing with dynamite.
And finally, no words needed apart from 'HEY TOON, IT'S GAZZA...I GOT CHICKEN AND FISHING ROD'.
However, instead of working class men holding working class jobs the recent footballer has seen himself as the crooner, the rapper or the choir member, all football fans need now is to witness Phil Neville record his favourite christmas carols through the medium of beat-bopping.
Here are a few of the worst...and John Barnes.
Nottingham Forest, before winning their first Premier League title under Brian Clough and Peter Taylor released this magical version of 'The Whole World' also laid down by Aretha Franklin and Glitterman Beeton. Robbie Williams probably wishes he had heard this before taking a ribbing from O'Neill at World Cup 1998.
Kevin Keegan - Newcastle, Liverpool and err Hamburg legend, making a fair crack at a pop career. Housewifes across Britain and Europe had wet knickers when this Eurovision imposter of a song was released. Also, for added Keegan search 'Green Cross Road' and watch some beautiful acting on par with Jimmy Bullard.
Now for Mr Personality, not exactly making a living but taking a nice appearance fee - Arshavin singing woefully on Russian television.
Arshavin's terrible singing and performance can only be beaten by one money grabbing slime, El Tel. Singing on the Russell Hartey show, to the amusement of his players. Definitly messing with dynamite.
And finally, no words needed apart from 'HEY TOON, IT'S GAZZA...I GOT CHICKEN AND FISHING ROD'.
18/07/2010
Breaking 80
Friday 16th July 2010 – The afternoon Heath Linn, 19 years old, shot a round of golf and broke eighty, a feat he had never achieved. In the grand schemes of humanity not an important event, but in the life of Heath Linn it marked a watershed moment – Heath Linn had become a golfing man.
A man who can independently, without cheating, score well, beat his opponents. Heath Linn has done this without playing golf regularly since being 17 years old. Heath Linn has unlocked potential. Heath Linn can score 77 and then go to the clubhouse and take the money of old people. Suck my dick, golf.
Golf is dead. Long live Heath.
A man who can independently, without cheating, score well, beat his opponents. Heath Linn has done this without playing golf regularly since being 17 years old. Heath Linn has unlocked potential. Heath Linn can score 77 and then go to the clubhouse and take the money of old people. Suck my dick, golf.
Golf is dead. Long live Heath.
10/07/2010
Provided You Don't Kiss Me
Duncan Hamilton’s award winning account of Brian Clough, Peter Taylor, Nottingham Forest and himself is a blunt and honest account of a turbulent 15 years. However, due to the motives of Hamilton’s actions, ‘getting a line’ for tomorrows article, it almost seems as if he is a puppeteer manufacturing a novel.
Reading Hamilton’s account seemed familiar to watching Sergio Leone’s Dollars Trilogy…hear me out:
Peter Taylor, the steely eyed tight lipped Lee Van Cleef; Brian Clough, the younger better looking quicker on the trigger Man With No Name (Eastwood), Duncan Hamilton himself directing as if he was Sergio Leone and the corridors and field of City Ground the vast desert landscape of Leone’s movies.
Barney Ronay, in his excellent book: The Absurd Ascent of the Most Important Man in Football, makes a valid point that Hamilton falls infatuated with Clough’s persona, and throughout the books this gives an imbalanced account of Clough and Taylor’s tenure. Hamilton makes up for this with a blunt view of Clough and Nottingham Forests downfall – the fall into heavy drinking, Clough and Taylor feeling their judgement is shot – an enlightening tale of Clough selling and then not having the judgement to replace Teddy Sheringham in his final season, and Clough’s distaste for the FA. The most interesting in the book is the point at mentioned earlier, with the fall-out between Taylor and Clough.
Intelligent, easy and enjoyable to read, showing much more than just the image of Clough upheld in society, showing a kind and caring man, but also a Machiavellian character in the vein of a Shakespearean protagonist. The more subtle and equally interesting side to the story are the tales of journalism and what a journalist must do to find a story.
Reading Hamilton’s account seemed familiar to watching Sergio Leone’s Dollars Trilogy…hear me out:
Peter Taylor, the steely eyed tight lipped Lee Van Cleef; Brian Clough, the younger better looking quicker on the trigger Man With No Name (Eastwood), Duncan Hamilton himself directing as if he was Sergio Leone and the corridors and field of City Ground the vast desert landscape of Leone’s movies.
Barney Ronay, in his excellent book: The Absurd Ascent of the Most Important Man in Football, makes a valid point that Hamilton falls infatuated with Clough’s persona, and throughout the books this gives an imbalanced account of Clough and Taylor’s tenure. Hamilton makes up for this with a blunt view of Clough and Nottingham Forests downfall – the fall into heavy drinking, Clough and Taylor feeling their judgement is shot – an enlightening tale of Clough selling and then not having the judgement to replace Teddy Sheringham in his final season, and Clough’s distaste for the FA. The most interesting in the book is the point at mentioned earlier, with the fall-out between Taylor and Clough.
Intelligent, easy and enjoyable to read, showing much more than just the image of Clough upheld in society, showing a kind and caring man, but also a Machiavellian character in the vein of a Shakespearean protagonist. The more subtle and equally interesting side to the story are the tales of journalism and what a journalist must do to find a story.
Q&A With Raoul Moat
Raoul Moat is in his late thirties and is on his way to heaven, he is regarded as the first person to actively go to war with the Metropolitan Police, who sound very camp, but in reality have the power to kill and attack people without being held to account. God is preparing to give away his favourite seat, because Moat would not expect anything less.
When were you happiest?
On the riverbank in Rothbury
What is your greatest fear?
Cucumbers
What is your earliest memory?
I just remember black out, then waking up in the woods and then being text the news I'd killed my ex-girlfriend and shot two others - one a fucking pig!
Which living person do you most admire, and why?
Harry Roberts...he is our friend, he kills coppers.
What is the trait you most deplore in yourself?
shagging about
What is the trait you most deplore in others?
I've not got a quick trigger finger like 'Dirty' Harry Callaghan. The only cool Peeler
What was your most embarrassing moment?
Not exactly mine, but there is egg on the face of the North Cumbria police department.
Aside from a property, what's the most expensive thing you've bought?
Membership to Blokes Liberation Front
What is your most treasured possession?
Double barreled shotgun...lol
Where would you like to live?
Strangeways prison
If you could bring something extinct back to life, what would you choose?
Raoul Moat - myself
What would your super power be?
invisibility
What makes you unhappy?
10 Police snipers cornering me between a lake and a tennis court, it sucks.
What is your most unappealing habit?
stealing cucumbers from local farms...I ain't a faggot!!!
What is your favourite book?
Free Radical - Vince Cable
What would be your fancy dress costume of choice?
Stone Cold Steve Austin WWF World Heavyweight Champion
What is your guiltiest pleasure?
Shooting coppers
To whom would you most like to say sorry, and why?
Gazza - I should have been there more for you pal!
What or who is the greatest love of your life?
RAOUL MOAT
Which words or phrases do you most overuse?
'It wasn't me...it was the voice in my head.'
What has been your biggest disappointment?
MI5 denial of my service in the Falkland Wars.
If you could edit your past, what would you change?
Being released from prison.
When did you last cry?
In Kenya doing work for Christian Aid.
How often do you have sex?
I caught a goat the other day...must I go into detail.
What is the closest you've come to death?
LOL
Tell us a secret.
I'm a one man army, guns don't harm me.
When were you happiest?
On the riverbank in Rothbury
What is your greatest fear?
Cucumbers
What is your earliest memory?
I just remember black out, then waking up in the woods and then being text the news I'd killed my ex-girlfriend and shot two others - one a fucking pig!
Which living person do you most admire, and why?
Harry Roberts...he is our friend, he kills coppers.
What is the trait you most deplore in yourself?
shagging about
What is the trait you most deplore in others?
I've not got a quick trigger finger like 'Dirty' Harry Callaghan. The only cool Peeler
What was your most embarrassing moment?
Not exactly mine, but there is egg on the face of the North Cumbria police department.
Aside from a property, what's the most expensive thing you've bought?
Membership to Blokes Liberation Front
What is your most treasured possession?
Double barreled shotgun...lol
Where would you like to live?
Strangeways prison
If you could bring something extinct back to life, what would you choose?
Raoul Moat - myself
What would your super power be?
invisibility
What makes you unhappy?
10 Police snipers cornering me between a lake and a tennis court, it sucks.
What is your most unappealing habit?
stealing cucumbers from local farms...I ain't a faggot!!!
What is your favourite book?
Free Radical - Vince Cable
What would be your fancy dress costume of choice?
Stone Cold Steve Austin WWF World Heavyweight Champion
What is your guiltiest pleasure?
Shooting coppers
To whom would you most like to say sorry, and why?
Gazza - I should have been there more for you pal!
What or who is the greatest love of your life?
RAOUL MOAT
Which words or phrases do you most overuse?
'It wasn't me...it was the voice in my head.'
What has been your biggest disappointment?
MI5 denial of my service in the Falkland Wars.
If you could edit your past, what would you change?
Being released from prison.
When did you last cry?
In Kenya doing work for Christian Aid.
How often do you have sex?
I caught a goat the other day...must I go into detail.
What is the closest you've come to death?
LOL
Tell us a secret.
I'm a one man army, guns don't harm me.
26/03/2010
New Films
Double Take, a movie about a Alfred Hitchcock double who arrives on the set of Birds, and how the two plan to depose of one another. I have never watched a Hitchcock movie, mainly due to the lack of them on FilmFour and their heavy price tag on Amazon.
Released: 2nd April
Sons of Cuba - a documentary about young children who are training for 3 months away from their families for boxing championship whilst the Fidel Castro is on his arse. The trailer is a little long and not well put together, but I hope this doesn't reflect upon the film itself.
Released: 9th April
The Ghost Writer, a political thriller starring Bond, James Bond...sorry, Pierce Brosnam. Adapted from the novel of the same title authored by Harris, and containing very little amount of 13 year olds, POLANSKI! Also listen to McGregor's strange pea souper London accent. LOL!
Released: 16th April
Released: 2nd April
Sons of Cuba - a documentary about young children who are training for 3 months away from their families for boxing championship whilst the Fidel Castro is on his arse. The trailer is a little long and not well put together, but I hope this doesn't reflect upon the film itself.
Released: 9th April
The Ghost Writer, a political thriller starring Bond, James Bond...sorry, Pierce Brosnam. Adapted from the novel of the same title authored by Harris, and containing very little amount of 13 year olds, POLANSKI! Also listen to McGregor's strange pea souper London accent. LOL!
Released: 16th April
25/03/2010
Celtic Glasgow FC
The dismissal of Tony Mowbray has been predictable even before Irish prodical son Robbie Keane arrived at Celtic Park. However, the dismissal of football managing supremo Heath Linn (under the disguise of a 31 year old Brian Clough) is something which could never happen.
Mainly due to the bollocks he displays during press conferences and attracting world class players, such as, Sylvinho, Christian Vieri, Julio Cruz, Marco Materazzi and Paolo Di Canio...world class players 10 years ago, and in Di Canio's case not world class, maybe the same for Materazzi when he was applying his trade at a relegation threatened Everton.
Nevertheless, with Clough's trusty assistant manager, Neil Lennon, he has been able to conquer the SPL, winning the title by 28 points, and this season applying pressure on early leaders Rangers. Clough's tactic of buying whoever interests Ramgers is destructive but it stops the orange cunts of buying anyone - particularly Jack Rodwell - the Brazilian/English superhero!
Mowbray is dead. Long live Clough.
Mainly due to the bollocks he displays during press conferences and attracting world class players, such as, Sylvinho, Christian Vieri, Julio Cruz, Marco Materazzi and Paolo Di Canio...world class players 10 years ago, and in Di Canio's case not world class, maybe the same for Materazzi when he was applying his trade at a relegation threatened Everton.
Nevertheless, with Clough's trusty assistant manager, Neil Lennon, he has been able to conquer the SPL, winning the title by 28 points, and this season applying pressure on early leaders Rangers. Clough's tactic of buying whoever interests Ramgers is destructive but it stops the orange cunts of buying anyone - particularly Jack Rodwell - the Brazilian/English superhero!
Mowbray is dead. Long live Clough.
19/03/2010
John Goodman
Robert De Niro and Ricky Gervais you can understand and somehow sympathise why they do this shit. But, when John Goodman says "I love triangles" there is something creepy, like Madman Munt. Check it out, ginger.
27/02/2010
Blood Red Shoes
Blood Red Shoes second album is released on Monday, and I will be going down to Picadilly Records during my three hour break and buying my copy. Will you? I do not often buy CDs, usually using Spotify, but I am now trying to change my evil anti-consumerist (I'm making a political stance out of being a cheap skate) ways and buy more records.
Here is a taste of the album, Light it up, I think it sounds pretty awesome.
Plus I once shook her hand and Simon Stowe didn't so I win.
Here is a taste of the album, Light it up, I think it sounds pretty awesome.
Plus I once shook her hand and Simon Stowe didn't so I win.
26/02/2010
Have you seen my monkey and twenty bob?
Greeting Travellers,
Today I have been trawling the internet, well, I mean Youtube and I have found some right classics. For starters you cahave a dose of what looks like wrestling in the 1970's. But in fact it is just a milkman and a tree surgeon who have been cheating on their wives with the others wife.
How about that then?
Next is an interview in which the over-rated and fucking irritating John Motson is ridiculed by ole' big head. Cloughie's argument is even more true nowadays with the fucking stupid two Alan's chat shit for twenty minutes of every episode, using big words like 'diaboloical', 'outrageous decision' and a wide range of others.
To finish off this flurry of videos I will show you how disconnected from the real world footballers are and can't have a bit of fun with my brother from Cameroon.
Big shout out to David Seaman, the new face of the Statue of Liberty is a Prositute.
Today I have been trawling the internet, well, I mean Youtube and I have found some right classics. For starters you cahave a dose of what looks like wrestling in the 1970's. But in fact it is just a milkman and a tree surgeon who have been cheating on their wives with the others wife.
How about that then?
Next is an interview in which the over-rated and fucking irritating John Motson is ridiculed by ole' big head. Cloughie's argument is even more true nowadays with the fucking stupid two Alan's chat shit for twenty minutes of every episode, using big words like 'diaboloical', 'outrageous decision' and a wide range of others.
To finish off this flurry of videos I will show you how disconnected from the real world footballers are and can't have a bit of fun with my brother from Cameroon.
Big shout out to David Seaman, the new face of the Statue of Liberty is a Prositute.
31/01/2010
Jimmy Horrock's Biopic
Tony, a new movie awaiting release, follows the story of Tony, a psychopath Jimmy Horrocks type. Killing people just to have someone to cook tea with – we all ate eating alone. Basically masturbation for people who think action films make dangerous people, well they did make Michael Mann and Arnie. Gerard Johnson’s debut feature. Check out the trailer, I’ve not looked forward to a film this much after seeing a trailer since Mesrine: Killer Instinct, and we all know how that panned out.
Release Date: TBC
Release Date: TBC
23/01/2010
All the Ladies in the Club Pinch Yr Muff
Today I have been writing a mundane essay, basically a summarisation of the problems of historical socialist regimes and the steps they could have taken to prevent the failure to implement the marxist ideal. Anyway, whilst writing dull and vague words on Microsoft Word 2003 I decided to find new music as I found myself floating back to listening to musical artists, such as; Radiohead and Ida Maria. Thus, in my search I found this record label (http://www.worldaroundrecords.com/) and they allow you to listen to their artists for free...anyway, here is my favourite artist that I have found, Humpasaur Jones, and their album 'Keep it Moist' and here is a beautiful description of what they do...
'The concept was simple: have as much fun making an album as humanly possible. The result: feverish, funky and fast-paced sex rap from Thirtyseven and a ton of producers: DJ Squid, Prophis, Dr. Quandary, Face One and of course, DJ Multiple Sex Partners. This is the sleeper gem that turned a stoner joke into a career path...get familiar with Humpasaur Jones.'
THE OFFICIAL THEMES OF PROVISIONAL BLOKES SOCIETY - B.U.N.D
'The concept was simple: have as much fun making an album as humanly possible. The result: feverish, funky and fast-paced sex rap from Thirtyseven and a ton of producers: DJ Squid, Prophis, Dr. Quandary, Face One and of course, DJ Multiple Sex Partners. This is the sleeper gem that turned a stoner joke into a career path...get familiar with Humpasaur Jones.'
THE OFFICIAL THEMES OF PROVISIONAL BLOKES SOCIETY - B.U.N.D
I'm Getting The Feeling That Armour Plated Robot Does Not Like Me
Greetings Travellers, I'm Heath Linn.
So far this January I have read more books than I have read in all of 2009 - so far I have completed the following: Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas, Hell's Angels, The Rum Diary, The Revolution Betrayed and For Socialism. Leon Trotsky's book was much more assessable than I believed it would be, really well written, although, at times he either has very deaf sense of humour or he is praising the work of Stalin.
In sad news, which shows that I am not the footballing superhuman I thought I was, but instead my friends are just shit. Oliver Street, amateur defeated me three times in a row on Pro Evolution Soccer 2009, I had not played the game for a couple of months, but neither had he, and I believe the only way to exorcise my shame is by sharing it with the world.
Recently I lost my debit card - a real drunken ball ache. I've drank too much, but done well in not going out on full blown nights out, but just instead pub crawls during the afternoon and then Font till closing time. Met a guy who said (bullshitted) that he was tazered eight times by the police whilst he had 16 bra's wrapped around his head, and then had sex with three different girls in one night. Truly a bigger bullshitter than that guy at Offset '09 who believed he could turn a dyke straight whilst watching Lion King.
I hope to go Offset 2010 again this year, especially with the little work I have to do. Anyway, off I go to watch a couple of episodes of Mighty Boosh whilst having tea and then back to my essay on Socialism - very boring, and I have 2000 words to do in eight days, but I still believe it will go straight down to the wire.
So far this January I have read more books than I have read in all of 2009 - so far I have completed the following: Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas, Hell's Angels, The Rum Diary, The Revolution Betrayed and For Socialism. Leon Trotsky's book was much more assessable than I believed it would be, really well written, although, at times he either has very deaf sense of humour or he is praising the work of Stalin.
In sad news, which shows that I am not the footballing superhuman I thought I was, but instead my friends are just shit. Oliver Street, amateur defeated me three times in a row on Pro Evolution Soccer 2009, I had not played the game for a couple of months, but neither had he, and I believe the only way to exorcise my shame is by sharing it with the world.
Recently I lost my debit card - a real drunken ball ache. I've drank too much, but done well in not going out on full blown nights out, but just instead pub crawls during the afternoon and then Font till closing time. Met a guy who said (bullshitted) that he was tazered eight times by the police whilst he had 16 bra's wrapped around his head, and then had sex with three different girls in one night. Truly a bigger bullshitter than that guy at Offset '09 who believed he could turn a dyke straight whilst watching Lion King.
I hope to go Offset 2010 again this year, especially with the little work I have to do. Anyway, off I go to watch a couple of episodes of Mighty Boosh whilst having tea and then back to my essay on Socialism - very boring, and I have 2000 words to do in eight days, but I still believe it will go straight down to the wire.
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