So England will probably fail to qualify for Euro 2008 this weekend, boo hoo. It's convenient that several managers and players (including Stevie MBE) are blaming the influx of foreign players for England's International shortcomings. Fergie started all this off by saying Arsenal had too many in their team, even though in United's next game following his whiskey-fuelled outburst, he fielded 8 foreigners in his side. This debate doesn't have any legs in my opinion; I'm obviously on Arsene's side on this one; there's a great piece in 442 this month where he says that since football is arguably the most popular global televised sport, what better way to show how different nations can come together as a team and work towards success? Which other fields do we see this? It may be an idealistic viewpoint but I think its a very valid one; having quotas on foreign players sounds like a plan straight from the pages of the Daily Mail if you ask me; our game in this country is now richer and more popular than ever before, don't blame the arrival of Johnny Foreigner just because the FA has an inept selection committee or a manager that is clearly less able than most club managers in the Premiership...
Still not got t'internet at home, been spending the last two weeks painting and decorating, still got a fair bit to do, mind, Sarah Beeny would be very proud. I'd like to think that those skills you're supposed to pick up automatically when you become a dad (being able to do DIY, re-wire a house, build a fence, etc.) are shining through now .
Well done to YouTube for pulling Neil's Sinead O'Connor video, it was the scariest video i've seen since that Aphex Twin one where his face is on everyone's body (Windowlicker); do check out Neil's assault course videos tho' as they're pretty funny, don't think CTU will be calling him up for work soon tho...
One highlight of the weekend was watching Paul Merson's front tooth fall out whilst reporting on a game on Soccer Saturday, hilarious, looked like a massive bit of chewing gum; poor ol' Merse, he's not blessed in the brain departent but he's still a legend and Nathan and me once asked hom for his autograph twice when he played for an Arsenal XI v Royston Town back in the 80's....
It was the much-anticipated Arsenal AGM yesterday, the highlight of which was the surprise unveiling of a Herbert Chapman-stylee Arsene Wenger bust, well deserved too in my opinion. Reports of the Meeting all agree that Wenger's speech was as articulate and inspiring as you'd expect, whereas the Chairman's handling of the meeting itself was perhaps disappointing (the Online Gooner is particularly scathing, questioning Hill-Woods sanity and whether he might 'buy the farm' before the next AGM). Even so, the new lock down agreement will hopefully put any takeover talk on the back burner for a while, although Usmanov may well continue to pick off shares from the smaller shareholders until he's only got the big boys left to deal with.
Some belated congratulations to pass on, well done to Nath and Anna Marie for their impending arrival, chuffed to bits for you both. Also, a 'nice one' goes out to Verity and Kat for their respective births recently, as well as Tobe for his wedding.

Off on hols to Portugal next week so site will be updated even less than usual; I'm meant to be playing golf while I'm away which should be pretty funny as I haven't played in 3 years. i think I'll be relying on Pete's clubs and the ghost of Seve (or Tarby) to guide me round 18 holes, any score under, ooh, 110 would be viewed as spectacularly good methinks...
Evening all, stoopid international week, no freakin' footie on telly at all...an International break can mean bad news for clubs and I'm worried that we may get a few players coming back from their games with knee-knack or something. Liverpool have really suffered since the last break (heh) and I just hope Arsenal can keep their momentum going into the next match at home to Bolton (who aren't scary now that Little Sam is at the helm).
I've finally succumbed and joined facebook today, lots of good folk on there so we'll see how I get on with the mutha...
Its been a while, but back by popular demand is Brian's joke of the week, take it away, Pod:
a man is walking through a marketplace when he sees a wigwam with the sign 'any question answered' above it.
he enters to be greeted by an old red indian in full native regalia.
'HOW!' says the big chief.
'HOW!' replies the man quickly.
'what is question?' the indian says.
feeling smug, the man says 'who scored the winning goal in the 1927 scottish cup final??'
'gordon mcerlain. hibs 2 celtic 1.' replies the chief quick as a flash. the man leaves the wigwan astonished.
30years later he is in the same market when he sees the same sign, this time above a huge palace, decorated with native american daubings and artefacts.
curious to see, he enters the palace and finds the same red indian sat inside.
'HOW!' says the man, testing to see if he remembered him.
'fast inswinging corner, bullet header, near post.'
says the chief.
Jiveman #1: Sheeeet, man, that honkey mus' be messin' my old lady got to be runnin' col' upsihd down his head! (Golly, that white fellow should stay away from my wife or I will punch him. )
Jiveman #2: Hey Holm, I can dig it! You know he ain't gonna lay no mo' big rap upon you man!(Yes, he is wrong for doing that. )
Jiveman #1: I say hey sky, s'other say I won say I pray to J I get the same ol' same ol.(I knew a man in a similar predicament, and he ended up being sorry. )
Jiveman #2: Knock yourself a pro slick. Gray matter back got perform' us' down I take TCBin, man'. (Don't be naive Arthur. Each of us faces a clear moral choice. )
Jiveman #1: You know wha' they say: See a broad to get that bodiac lay'er down an' smack 'em yack 'em. (Early to bed, early to rise, makes a man healthy, wealthy and wise. )
Together: Col' got to be! Yo! (How true! )
Together: Sheeeeeeet! (Golly!
)
The Jive Dudes orderin' dinner
Elaine: Would you gentleman care to order your dinners?
Jiveman #1: Bet babe, slide a piece a da porter, drink si' run th' java. (I would like the steak please. )
Jiveman #2: Lookie here, I can dig grease and butter on some draggin' fruit garden. (I'll have the fish.)
Jiveman #2: S'mo fo butter layin' to the bone. Jackin' me up. Tightly.
Randy: I'm sorry I don't understand.
Jiveman #1: Cutty say he cant hang.
Woman : Oh stewardess, I speak jive.
Randy: Ohhhh, good.
Woman : He said that he's in great pain and he wants to know if you can help him.
Randy: Would you tell him to just relax and I'll be back as soon as I can with some medicine.
Woman : Jus' hang loose blooood. She goonna catch up on the`rebound a de medcide.
Jiveman #2: What it is big mamma, my mamma didn't raise no dummy, I dug her rap.
Woman : Cut me som' slac' jak! Chump don wan no help, chump don git no help. Jive ass dude don got no brains anyhow.
And we're back.
What the hell is with the Rugby World Cup? How long does it need to be? Why can't they play during the week? Big load of wang, thats what I say.
Couple of shout-outs to do, firstly big hello to Kristian and Angie who arrived in Thailand last week and are currently planning to overpower the Junta in Burma in a couple of months, just let the Monks walk, man! Anyhoo, They're away for a year or something and they'll hopefully mail me some pictures of their travels to post on this site.
Secondly, apologies to Neil, i know I preomsied I'd update my site more, things have been so hectic recently though. Nevertheless, to try and make this up to Auckland's number one scouser, I've been onto the Simpsonize Me website (http://www.simpsonizeme.com/) and created characters for us both, like...

Had a great time at the footie on Saturday, managed to meet up with Dan and two of the Gray brothers in Islington before the match (was late due to half of the frickin' Piccadilly Line being closed leaving me to get a bus in the sweltering smoggy heat). Very nice it was too, Dan's hangover and obvious Tottenham-related stress was very apparent, poor boy even had his sunnies on upside down...
Rich and I then headed off to Ashburton to watch the game. Cracking finish by Fabregas, came out of no-where really. The games after yet another pointless International break (they really get on my wick, why are they still being played?!) can sometimes be unpredictable but Arsenal kept plugging away at a very determined Man city side and eventually got the break they deserved. City look a very different team to last year, the partnership of Dunne and the awesome Richards at the back should serve them very well this year and they'll have plenty of clean sheets; their attack still looks a little weak though, Mpenza had a good chance on Saturday, as did Petrov, so Sven may be tempted to dip into Dr Shinawatra's wallet once more to replace the unlucky Bojinov and give them a bit more bite up front.
Three more days until the transfer window shuts, so what can we expect? Well, Arsene may have a dabble, am surprised he hasn't bought an extra Centre Back yet. A left winger and a striker would also be welcome. If I were in his shoes, and God-willing, one day I will be, I would splash out on Mertesaker, Quaresma and Martins. However, I'd expect either no activity or another teenage to come through he doors. As for other clubs, Lord knows what's going on the rumour mongering is in over-over-drive at the moment...
It was Box Rocks yesterday, a teenie music 'festival' (one stage in a pub car park) in the village of Box. There were loads of bikers there, all ready to rock out, however, the highlight of the day was clearly the keepie-uppie session going on in the park between 6 of us. We managed to do 25 although it could have been more had Pete put his pint down and stopped doing those silly gaylord flicks of his.
Only a few more days until Tobe's stag do in the Toon, will try and fit in another blog before then...
Hi, I'm Ed Winchester. What a week for Spurs, eh? After Jolgate, Berbatov's agent has now come out tonight and said Man U are in for him. Crikey. Oh well, it's nice for the bad press to be diverted form Arsenal for a change, and long may it continue!
Am off to the Arsenal - Man City game with Rich tomorrow, well excited. Should
If we can take an early chance for a change, City's resolve will really be tested as Sven doesn't really openly attack his opponents (just his secretaries, ouch!). Anyhoo, be great to be at the ground for the first time in a while, here's hoping for a cracker.
Only two weeks left at work, well, 7 working days; Bank Holiday, wo-hoo!
It's Toby's stag do in Newcastle next weekend. There's 6 of us going up on the same flight so that should be interesting (and yet enjoyable). Never been to the Toon before but heard its a crackin neet oot; well, that's what Viz taught me anyway.
Have a funky weekend and enjoy the sunshhhiiinnnnnnnnnne
Sparta Prague played a very physical first half against The Arsenal last night, but the lads managed to match them during a very patchy 45 minutes; Fabregas even managed to crock that thug, Tomas Repka.

Hello there. Long time no speak due to last week's fab holiday in Cornwall. Thanks to Matt and Jenny for putting us up (had a nice trip out in Matt's VW Camper to Looe), also to Paul and Bri for looking after us all down there, the weather may not have been the best but it was really good to see everyone; enjoyed the Eden Project, Truro and Polkerris beach. It's a beautiful part of the country, would love to live down there one day...
Seen Robin van Persie's goal in the Emirates Cup yet? What a cracker, lets hope he can stay fit this year. Plenty of encouragement to take form the tournament tho, Hleb and Sagna looked good whilst Eboue was pretty scary down the right flank.
Footie season is only just around the corner; again, Chelsea are doing their best to feck up the game by paying John Terry £135k a week, when will it stop? Abramovic is playing Championship Manager with our beautiful game.
Gonna be updating the site a bit more this week hopefully, feel the need to talk more about music...
Fascinating story about an alleged email from Le Boss that has been leaked: Click Here
G'day, sorry for lack of updates, I've been busier than a Bothan Spy sneaking their way around the first Death Star.
the Italian pepper retorts "when-a i am ard anna stiff, i get chopped into-a da sphag-heeeti bolognaiize!!'
Lovely summer we're having, eh? Don't fret, there is some good news about; Rich has bought a house, there's a Linggoo wedding in a week or so and Tottscum will be bankrupt in a year. Anyhoo, here's something else to brighten your day (especially you, Kristian), another rib-tickler from The Pod , pictured here at the 1994 Summer Ball, where I believe he got off with about 15 ladies, oh Bri...
An old man was critically ill. Feeling that death was near, he called his lawyer.
"I want to become a lawyer. How much is the express degree you told me about?"
"It's £50,000," the lawyer said. "But why? You'll be dead soon, why do you want to become a lawyer?"
"That's my business! Get me on the course!"
Four days later, the old man got his law degree. His lawyer was at his bedside, making sure his bill would be paid.
Suddenly the old man was racked with fits of coughing and it was clear that this would be the end. Still curious, the lawyer leaned over and said, "please, before it's too late, tell me why you wanted to get a law degree so badly before you died?"
In a faint whisper, as he breathed his last, the old man said, "One less f*cking lawyer . . ."
Apparently, BBC Londinium is reporting that Le Boss is about to extend his contract, see story on Arseblog here, nice to have something to smile about in Arsenal-land if its true, the beeb don't lie do they? Grimandi will also allegedly be named as Director of Football; well, all the big news happens on Fridays...
Good luck to La moving into his new house in Auckland, geek heaven I imagine, look forward to seeing it once we've raised the air fare.
Regular readers will be relieved to hear that Brian has sent me another joke but I don't want to post it just yet...btw, well done on getting your job, Bri, lets hope you get that golden shower, I mean golden handshake as well.
Changing the subject, watched Revenge of The Sith again the other day, what a load of wang. The dialogue is so bad and some of the acting ain't much better ("oh, the younglings"). I wonder if anyone else wishes Lucas had left it as just a trilogy? I've just been reading Easy Riders Raging Bulls by Peter Biskind (thanks for the recommendation, Jake); excellent book about Hollywood during the late 60s and 70s. Anyhoo, Lucas was so peeved after studios ripped apart THX 1138 (his 'baby'), that he lost faith in Hollywood, claimed merchandise rights for Star Wars in wonderful piece of bargaining with the studio, raked in tens of millions of benjamins and started to produce his own films. He was also set to direct Apocalypse Now but Coppola decided to take the job instead; the THX 1138 incident had battered his confidence so much with regard to directing 'real films' that eventually Lucas decided that Star Wars was his destiny and he carried on with the adventures of C-3PO and R2-D2...
Wife asks her husband if they can make love with the light ON after 20 years together. 'no way!' says he. undeterred, she flicks the light on next time, to discover him sh*gging her with a huge
marrow, having clearly got no genitalia.
'oh...have i??' he says incredulously. 'so have you!! we've got two kids!!!'
please try the veal......
joke 4 ya.: 'fella says to his wife 'we need a code for sex. so...if i wanna shag, I'll squeeze your balloon once. if u wanna shag, yank my kn*b once. AND, if u don't want one, yank it 150 times.'
hello there, first blog ahoy.
welcome to the site, i though neil would appreciate it, you can view his site here.
anyhoo, i'll try to add to it as much as possible. i feel i should have a rant about the whole thierry henry situation too. after all, during the footie-drought of summer, transfer gossip keeps us all going...














