Monday, 30 December 2013

Match Report: Arsenal Destroy Newcastle 1-0





The Gunners dig-in at the www.SportsDirect.co.uk Bowl to secure away win and end calendar year in top spot 


It was a game touted as yet another 'big test' for Wenger's men.  Why exactly, I have no idea - what have Newcastle ever actually achieved?  All they have is a big stadium, and that's only because there is so much space in Newcastle.  

Neither side seemed particularly interested in what was arguably the weirdest game of the season.  Even the commentators sounded as if they were commentating from home.  You could genuinely hear a game of Trivial Pursuit being picked up on one of their radio mics in the 80th minute.  Pardew set his team out to prevent any kind of football being played, and almost succeeded until Walcott's second half free kick connected with Giroud's good looks and went in.


Exactly a year ago to the day, Arsenal (to coin a phrase oft offered forth by Pardew) 'raped' Newcastle 7-3 at the Emirates.  However, today the encounter would resemble more a drunken fumble than a life-shattering display of sexual aggression.  It was clear from the off that Pardew intended to keep Newcastle's legs firmly shut.  Former Arsenal target Yohan Cabaye who had initially started in an advanced position was ushered back to collect the ball deep.  Cabaye along with Cheik Tioté hounded the Arsenal players, creating a scrappy, disjointed affaire.  Tioté, who would not look out of place at a war crime, broke up play well, and managed to escape a yellow card despite fouling every Arsenal man including Wenger seven times.  




Despite creating early on, Arsenal's midfield failed to take a hold of the game.  Wilshere, who returned from his two match ban, was wasteful, so too were Tomas Rosicky and Santi Cazorla, and neither they nor the rest of the Arsenal team were able to make any meaningful impression on the game.  The visitors reverted to a weird, panicky, ineffectual direct style of play; they were playing like an average team who, deluded by an unrealistic sense of grandeur, were desperate to impress; they were playing like Newcastle.  Whereas Newcastle were playing like a shit Newcastle.

However it was the hosts who came closest to opening the scoring before the break, when Sissoko's stoppage time effort induced (lol) a fine save from Szczesny, before Debuchy hit the woodwork from the resulting corner.  At half time Newcastle followed Arsenal into the tunnel because they clearly didn't know where they were going, and the commentator gave up all pretences and was heard discussing Downton Abbey at the dinner table with family friends who were over for Christmas.       

The second half began in the same vein as the first had ended.  Newcastle continued their anti-football and one felt, with a little luck, it was only a matter of time before Arsenal's extended pressure would pay off.  Then in the 65th minute Tioté brought down Cazorla to give Arsenal the free kick that would end the deadlock (no card.)  Walcott managed to step up without giving the ball away, and delivered a perfectly weighted 30 yard lightly in-swinging free kick that was met by the most delicate of glances from Olivier Giroud's gorgeous head, and the ball slipped under Krul (KRULLY YOU MIGHT SAY) to end Giroud's seven-game spell without a goal.       


After that, all hell broke loose.  Arsenal came close to doubling their lead, Walcott's low effort was saved by Krul, as was his chip which was headed off the line by a superb Debuchy before Grioud managed to hit the rebound behind him for a throw.  Ben Arfa came on for Gouffran and started skinning-up everyone ('everyone') for fun, and the commentator was heard in the kitchen arguing with his wife.  

Then, because he is such a troll, Szczesny, grinning at Pardew, smashed the ball deliberately at Remy's face knowing fall well the rebound would go wide.  'How's that for an assist?'  Szczesny said to Remy in French.  And he kept asking him over and over until Remy eventually got up off the floor and was able to speak.  

Seemingly content with what they had, Arsenal sat back and invited pressure, as Newcastle had done for most of the game.  Arteta replaced Gibbs and Flamini moved to left-back (a role he played during his first spell at Arsenal, helping them reach the Champions League Final in 2006.)  Then ten minutes later in the 80th, Jenkinson came on for Walcott and did his best impression of a young footballer out of his depth.  A like-for-like, then.  With 14 defenders on the pitch, it was clear Arsene was not for turning. 

Newcastle piled on the pressure, even Krul, determined to get his own back on Arsenal following his absolute trolling last season from snake Robin van Perscunt, went up for multiple corners following several parried attempts and a bizarre clearance from Mertesacker.  However, despite these flailing attempts to make up for Pardew's naivety, Newcastle's best chance late on was a great solo run by Ben Arfa who worked his way into the Arsenal box only to strike the side netting, the ball making the netting move like a fish would if it was caught in some netting or kicked by a footballer into some netting.

A resilient Arsenal held on to claim all three points.  As opposed to two.  Hilariously, after the game, like all deceitful womanising sex addicts, Pardew blamed everyone but himself.  He tried to claim that 'the goal came at a good time for Arsenal,' that Arsenal were on the back foot because Ben Arfa had come on, and not because they had chosen to be after scoring.  No one could have predicted Pardew's demented post-match sighs of injustice, except for everyone on the planet.  We called it word-for-word at half time:


                                                

Word-for-word.  Unbelievable.  The man is a lunatic.  But Newcastle can certainly feel proud of their efforts, Debuchy was rightly named man of the match, not setting a foot wrong all game and was influential in both defence and attack.  However, to claim they were 'unfortunate' or 'deserved to win' is disingenuous.  But then Pardew is disingenuous, just ask all the players whose wives he fucked.       

In summary, Newcastle held on for a 0-0 draw, Arsenal held out for a 1-0 win. 

What does this mean for the table?  Arsenal move back into top spot, and even though it's a position they've occupied for the entire season, their title credentials are still laughed off by ex-Liverpool pundits or simply ignored.  Wenger's men have a favourable run of games in the new year, their next fixture being at home to Cardiff, before facing Aston Villa, Fulham and Southampton.  However, it is arguably in these fixtures that Arsenal will need to prove themselves.  Too much emphasis is placed on 'the big games,' which are essentially anomalies.  Arsenal lost 1-0 away to Manchester United, lost 6-3 away to Manchester City, and drew 0-0 with Chelsea, and yet they sit a point clear at the top of the table.  Two weeks ago on Sky Sports Jamie Redknapp was panting that if Arsenal lost against Chelsea their title hopes would be over, while completely neglecting to mention that with a win Arsenal would go 2 points clear.  Such is the over dramatisation and exhausting black and white crisis enthusing approach to football coverage that plagues punditry and  back pages today.     

As for Newcastle United they remain in 8th position.  They could finish 5th, they could finish 15th.  No one knows what they're doing.

Tottenham V Stoke - Match Report - 29/12/2013


Tottenham V Stoke - Match Report - 29/12/2013


Spurs were at home for the second time in 3 days at Yid Hart Lane on Sunday Afternoon, looking to bounce back after a dogged West Brom clung on for a point last time out. The visitors were Stoke City from the City of Stoke, and whilst they are in a comfortable league position at present, are comfortably the worst team I think I have ever seen (yes I am stating that Stoke are the worst team I have ever seen at any standard of football)

The pattern of the match was plain to see from the first minute. Stoke retreated into their own box and invited wave upon wave of Yiddish attacks, looking to counter attack with the pacey Peter Crouch and Jonathon Walters up top. Funnily enough the first talking point came from one of these counter attacks, Jonathan Walters bounding after a long ball over the top like an overly determined neanderthal, (is it just me, or do you have zero respect for footballers that have literally nothing but work rate and determination? I couldn't have less respect for Walters because he is quite clearly only where he is due to hard graft, its like the guy in your 5 a side team that is shit but actually tries - pathetic) Yidi Fryers let him get goal side, before Walters launched himself to the floor and shouted some sort of Irish gibberish in the refs direction. Something about a penalty, could have been about diesel, no one knows. Another thing about Walters is that he seems to lob himself to the floor every time anyone comes near him, but gets away with it because his Sky persona is 'hardworking'. You know how Sky just overlook things when they don't comply with the stereotype they have assigned a certain person or club. 

Anyway back to the action, and another penalty or 'penulltry' as the quite hideous Chris Waddle would say. Assaidi managed to scamper away down the left, before cutting inside and running at Michael Dawson (he doesn't get a 'yid' in his name because I absolutely cant stand him) Dawson was fooled by Assaidi looking like a 6 year old, and hacked him down. It was a definite penalty, but Stoke's detrimental football didnt deserve a fucking thing, and the ref knew.

Incidentally can anyone explain what is happening in this picture? I typed 'Assaidi' into google and this came up, is it a Doctor's appointment? why is there a cameraman there? so Bizarre





Spurs were knocking on the door for the entirety of the first half. Yidebayor scuffed wide from a fantastic Yiddon Lennon pull back, whilst Paulinyido pulled all the strings in midfield. Touching on Paulinyido, he shows wonderful ability on the ball, but his passing and shooting is some of the worst I have ever seen, he was excellent against Stoke, but needs to improve drastically before he is labelled as 'The new Jermaine Jenas' or 'The old Jake Livermore'

The opening goal was extraordinary. Bobby (yes Bobby) Yidado crossed from the right to Yidebayor, who controlled it on his chest before attempting a completely obnoxious leaping spider kick, Shawcross was so offended that he put his arms up over his face, only for them to deflect the ball away from its original flight path (Row Z) and offer Bobby Yidado a chance from the spot.

Say what you want about Bobby, but that toothy bastard can take a penalty. He yidded it hard and true into the left hand side of the goal, and there it was 1-0, and deserved.

Stoke absolutely folded after the opener. In fact they mustered only a measly 2 shots at goal in the entirety of the game. I cant understand for the life of me why Mark Hughes still gets jobs? He had a reasonable record at Blackburn. But since then its all been about money, and losing. He managed to take a bottomless pit of money at Man City, and get himself sacked. He managed to get a decent job at Fulham, only to leave because he thought Aston Villa wanted him, hilariously they didnt. He then managed to play the most horrendous football i have ever seen at QPR, before his current stint at Stoke. I cant stomach that man i really cant, and his football is comical.

Anyway back to the game. MOUSA YIDBELE, that is all. Call me biased but the man is a genius. Quite comfortably Spurs' best player, and one of the best midfielders in the league. Impossible to tackle, he showed everything he is about in his goal. Walking past some hurtful Stoke challenges without breaking sweat, before absolutely yidding it into the bottom right corner from 20 yards. Lovely stuff.

Stoke managed to make a farce out of the game by bringing on fat necked thug Charlie Adam. Honestly, is there a more hateful and spineless man in the world? He is one of those players that goes into absolutely every tackle trying to kill someone, you can see it in his eyes. He is also one of those players that thinks he has a good left foot just because he is left footed, there are a few that think like this, Adam Johnson, Stewart Downing, It actually doesn't work like that. You cant just stroll around the pitch being left footed and think you're good, you actually need some ability in said foot, of which Adam has none. He is also disgracefully ugly. He looks like a train driver, but not on a decent train service, I reckon he works on the South Grimsby line.

BACK TO THE GAME - Yiddon Lennon completed a very very decent performance with a great finish. Bobby Yidado spooned a cross towards Yidebayor (who again seemed bothered - and made a big impact on the game) the ball squirmed through to Yiddon on the back post who controlled it on his thigh before yidding it into the top corner with a lovely volley.

To sum up, a routine win for the yids against what is clearly a team that will be playing in the championship next season, nothing to get particularly excited about you would say? Seeing as Spurs have scored only 9 goals in 8 home games previously, its a big big step in the right direction. Lots has been said about Spurs so far this season, mostly negative, and rightly so. But i feel people are overlooking the fact that they are just 2 points behind the 'STUPENDOUS' Liverpool. If Yid Sherwood can tighten up the defence slightly (drop Dawson) Then i think Spurs could surprise a few come May (but probably wont)

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Sunday, 29 December 2013

Millwall FC - Misunderstood

 
 
Millwall FC - Misunderstood
 
 
 
When you think of Millwall FC, you think of blood, white people, and someone trying to break into their own house. This is a common misconception, GITG have been speaking with some Millwall fans - that are fed up with the bad press they always seem to receive.
 
Johnny 'Stabbo' Mcfighty from South Bermondsey was quizzed first;
 
GITG - So Johnny, why don't you think you deserve the bad press you often get?
 
Johnny - Well I think we are misunderstood as a whole really. I mean no one thinks about us, they don't think about how we feel, and how these nasty instances effect US.
 
GITG - in what way have you been effected Johnny?
 
Johnny - So last month when we played Leeds, I was so angry that the ref didn't give a penalty, I blew my own car up.
 
GITG - But Johnny, do you not think that's Maybe your own fault?
 
Johnny - Listen mate, I don't like your tone, you aren't listening to me, did you not hear what I said? My car got blown up, just because I parked near the stadium, these things shouldn't be happening nowadays, its just not right
 
Arthur 'Brickfist' Punchy from Lewisham added this;
 
Arthur - I understand exactly where Johnny is coming from
 
GITG - How have you been affected by this reputation Arthur?
 
Arthur - Well a few weeks back we played Birmingham. We were all really upset at the result and a few people took it too far.
 
GITG - What happened Arthur?
 
Arthur - So we were so angry we went P*ki bashing round Peckham, and now, no one will sell me a curry in South London
 
GITG - Arthur, are you saying you went on a racist rampage around South London, and now feel aggrieved that the people you racially abused, will not serve you?
 
Arthur - Exactly, do you know what its like not being able to get a curry on a Friday night? No one thinks about how we are affected as a fan base, its just not right, our reputation precedes us.
 
Our final interview was with 16 year old 'Jim-Bob' Jimmy Von Smashcunt from Bexleyheath
 
GITG - Jimmy, why have you chosen to support Millwall seeing as you don't live particularly nearby? Is it because you like the reputation the clubs fans have, and it makes you feel tough?
 
Jimmy - I will be honest I just like the exciting football we play, Not many teams play one striker nowadays.
 
The interview was cut short due to Jimmy being completely and utterly pranged on Cocaine
 
More soon
 
 
 




Tuesday, 24 December 2013

Dion Dublin Christmas Appeal 2013




Each year GITG raises money to help an ex-sportsman in need.  And this year we're helping a very special footballer and pundit, Dion Dublin.  With your kind donations we hope to raise enough money so Dion doesn't have to borrow his friend's shoes when appearing on BBC, Match Of The Day. 


Friend and co-pundit, Lee Dixion said, 'It's not a massive problem.  But you can tell.'


'Why he doesn't just buy a pair is beyond me,' Alan Hansen said in a Scottish accent.  His own presumably.   'I tell you what, his friend must be sick of it, I tell you.'  'Borrowing his shoes every week?  Unbelievable.'  


In a startling moment of broadcast history, Hansen picked up his styrofoam cup, emptied its contents into his lap, and proceeded to collect change from the studio [as captured below.]



'I don't dislike the guy, but something has to be done, for his sake.  Forget about me, forget about the fact I have to look down every week and see the same stupid pair of borrowed shoes looking back up at me, right?  It's embarrassing.  In all honesty the lad's not doing himself any favours, whatsoever.'  Hansen blurted.


Hansen's concerns were not unfounded.  On 14 October 2013, appearing on MOTD as a guest for the first time, Tony Pulis made a remark [below] about Dublin's borrowed shoes which literally shook the MOTD team.  The remark, which is too sexist to repeat, deeply effected Dublin.




'He just hasn't been the same since,' melted git Mark Lawrenson said even though no one asked him.  'I really hope, I mean really hope, for Dion's sake, we raise enough money tonight [the appeal goes on for a fortnight] to buy Dion his own pair of smart shoes.  Ones he can be proud of, and most importantly, a pair he can call his own.  Now, did I ever tell you the one about the old man and his dog?'


We will be collecting donations until the 14th January 2014.


From all of us here at GITG, we thank you for your kindness over the festive period, and wish you a Merry Christmas.



Everton Goalkeeper Remembered




A minute's applause was held today at the Emirates for Everton goalkeeper Tim Howard, who passed away aged 95.  


Tim Howard was a South African anti-apartheid revolutionary, politician, philanthropist and goalkeeper who served as President of South Africa from 1994 to 1999. He was South Africa's first black chief executive, and the first elected in a fully representative democratic election. His government focused on dismantling the legacy of apartheid through tackling institutionalised racism, poverty and inequality, and fostering racial reconciliation. Politically an African nationalist and democratic socialist, he served as President of the African National Congress (ANC) from 1991 to 1997. Internationally, Howard was Secretary General of the Non-Aligned Movement from 1998 to 1999.  

In 2003 he signed for Manchester United, who had paid $4M to secure his services, and he replaced Fabien Barthez as the club's first-choice goalkeeper.  He started off very well at Manchester United, saving the decisive penalty in the Community Shield against Arsenal. Other notable performances followed, including Bolton Wanderers and a home FA Cup tie victory over Manchester City.  However, in March 2004, Howard's poor parry handed a last minute goal to FC Porto, eliminating United from the UEFA Champions League. The error appeared to shatter Howard's confidence and he was replaced by Roy Carroll. After a period of rest, Howard reclaimed his starting position ahead of Carroll for the 2004 FA Cup Final, picking up a winner's medal.  Howard was also named in the PFA Best XI in his first season at Manchester United.

In 2005, Howard famously went on to make a speech on global poverty in London's Trafalgar Square for the campaign to end poverty in the developing world, calling for a generation of young people to, 'make Poverty History in 2005.' A year later, he joined Everton on loan for the 2006–07 season and made his debut for the club against Watford on the opening day of the season. He signed a permanent deal with the club in February 2007 for a fee reported to be worth around £3 million.  On March 2012 Howard agreed a new contract to keep him at the club until the summer of 2016.  On March 2, 2013, Howard's run of 210 consecutive Premier League appearances dating back to September 2007 came to an end as he missed a game against Reading due to health problems.  He was two games short of equalling Neville Southall's club record.  In May, Howard kept his 100th clean sheet for Everton in a 0–0 draw against Liverpool in the Merseyside derby.

However, Howard never fully recovered form these health problems, and after suffering from a prolonged respiratory infection, Tim Howard died on 5 December 2013 at the age of 95.  He died at around 20:50 local time (UTC+2) at his home in Houghton, Johannesburg, surrounded by his family and former team mates. His death was announced on television by President Jacob Zuma.  On 6 December 2013, President Zuma announced a national mourning period of ten days, with the main event held at the FNB Stadium in Johannesburg on 10 December 2013. He declared Sunday 8 December 2013 a national day of prayer and reflection. Howard's body lay in state from 11–13 December at the Union Buildings in Pretoria and a state funeral was held on 15 December 2013 in Qunu, South Africa.  Approximately 90 representatives of foreign states travelled to South Africa to attend memorial events.

Tibutes

Many artists have dedicated songs to Howard. One of the most popular was from The Special AKA who recorded the song "Free Tim Howard" in 1983, which Elvis Costello also recorded and had a hit with.  Stevie Wonder dedicated his 1985 Oscar for the song "I Just Called to Say I Love You" to Howard, resulting in his music being banned by the South African Broadcasting Corporation. In 1985, Youssou N'Dour's album Tim Howard was the Senegalese artist's first US release. Other artists who released songs or videos honouring Howard include Johnny Clegg, Hugh Masekela, Brenda Fassie, Khadja Nin, Beyond, Nickelback, Raffi, and Ampie du Preez and AB de Villiers. South African songstress Zahara, an ambassador for the Tim Howard Children's Hospital, released Tim Howard, an extended play that pays tribute to Howard whilst celebrating his lifetime accomplishments. The EP's lead single titled "Tim Howard" was released at a time when Howard was critically ill but stable at the Medi-Clinic Heart Hospital in Pretoria.

Howard has been depicted in cinema and television on multiple occasions. He was portrayed by Danny Glover in the 1987 HBO telefilm Howard. The 1997 film Howard and de Klerk starred Sidney Poitier as Howard, and Dennis Haysbert played him in Goodbye Bafana (2007). In the 2009 BBC telefilm Mrs Howard, Howard was portrayed by David Harewood, and Morgan Freeman portrayed him in Invictus (2009). Terrence Howard portrayed him in the 2011 film Winnie Howard. He is portrayed by Idris Elba in the 2013 film Howard: Long Walk to Freedom.

A video message paying tribute to Tim Howard from life-long Everton supporter Nelson Mandela was shown in the Emirates Stadium before Everton's Premier League match against Arsenal.  But no tribute was greater than the performance on the pitch of his former team mates.  After starting magnificently, Everton's confident first half display was eventually rewarded by Barcelona loanee Deulofeu's wonder strike, which secured a well deserved point for The Toffees.

From everyone here at GITG, we would like to offer our best wishes to Howard's family during this difficult period.    

*Correction [25 December 2013]  
Tim Howard isn't dead.

Sherwood Gets The Nod As Levy Campaigns For Batshit Football



















Tottenham Interim (interim) assistant head coaching manager Timothy Sherwood (Timothy) has been given the nod to take over the reigns at questionable football club Tottenham Hotspur, in what has been seen as a statement of intent (lunacy) by Jewish cartoon character/Tottenham chairman Daniel J (probably) Levy.

After fielding a team consisting of 11 attacking midfielders against Southampton, and punishing the quite horrendous defensive performance by the grossly overrated south coasters, he has been trusted with the 6th (probably) best job in England (probably).

Timothy was said to be 'Absolutely cunting delighted' and has promised to 'Give them youngsters a chance, y'know because they are all young and stuff'.

Our tactical experts at GITG have been discussing the new 2-4-4 (inverted 4-4-2) and have agreed that Erik Lamela and Roberto Soldado will flourish in the defensive deep lying poacher roles set out for them.

Bobby Soldado had this to say:

'I know me and AVB (yes he calls him AVB) had our ups and downs, his trolling of me during the Fulham game was a lowlight (yes his English is this good already) But i would like to thank him for the signing on fee i got.
The future under Timothy looks bright. I would prefer to be playing in my favoured 'advanced poacher/moaner/tutter' role, but im willing to give the defensive deep lying poacher a go too
also please don't call me Bobby, its not funny, its really not'

Every other football fan in the world (including Newcastle) are said to be in absolute hysterics at what is going on in N17, as this Hull fan, Barry Barryson, has pointed out:

'Something mumble mumble something something fucking pies, fucking mumble something something drunk cunt, something mumble mumble something'


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Monday, 23 December 2013

Soldado In AVB Troll Hell





An anonymous source in the Tottenham camp has told GITG of the strained relationship between Spurs head man and his £26M summer signing.

Michael Dawson, referring to Tottenham's away match against Fulham, recounts:

'Fulham have lost 237 games in a row, it's the perfect game to get Soldado a goal and he picks Defoe.  AVB is such a troll.  He's staring at Soldado as he reads out the team sheet in the dressing room.  Not even looking at the sheet, just staring at his nose.  Coughing as he says Lamela.' 

'He says things like, "Sol…d Bale in the summer." "Ready Sol…ted crisps are my favourite."  And, "Sol…itary striker Defoe."

'At half time our forwards had failed to make any impact on the game.  Staring at Soldado from an inch away AVB said: "Jermaine you're doing really well, keep it up."  Patting Soldado on the back.  Grinning.'    

Dawson added: 'This kind of trolling isn't isolated to the dressing room.  When everyone else is watching scouting videos of the upcoming opponent he makes Soldado watch Nutty Professor by himself.'

Soldado recently closed his Facebook account after an online bully sent private messages like: "Why aren't you playing?"  And, "Great shot Jermaine."  

'It was AVB,' Dawson sighed. 'I could see him on his phone during the match, laughing to himself.'




West Madrid To Join Premier League 2014/15



West Ham United have today confirmed that they will be rebranding to align with fans' expectations.

'They act like they support Real Madrid so that's what we're going to give them,' said co-owner David Sullivan.  'It's a toss up between Real Ham and West Madrid.'  

Taking a break from his busy schedule, West Ham supporter Reggie Crayford Biggs told GITG:  'To me we already support Real Madrid so I can't understand why we aren't playing like it.  Why isn't Ronaldo scoring a hattrick every game?  Why aren't we top of the league?  I don't understand.' 

However, in an interview with TalkSport, an audibly fed up and northern Sam Allardyce told presenters: 'What do they [the fans] expect?  They act like five 0-0s is somehow not in-keeping with the club's mundane contribution to the game.  They say if you can't win don't lose...five points and five clean sheets doesn't sound bad to me.' 

'I'd be happy with West Madrid,' he added. 

In an era of mad foreign owners resembling Bond super villains swooping in and feeding managers to sharks with lasers on their heads, or in Cardiff's case, changing the strip to grey jump suits with yellow piping, David Sullivan isn't afraid to make drastic changes.  And why should he be?

'Why should I be?' Sullivan asked journalists why should he be.  'I'll tell you why I should I be, the fans already behave like they support Real Madrid, booing after every match because we didn't beat Man City 7-0, so in a sense renaming the club wouldn't be changing anything, in fact it would be adjusting to what already exists - an unfounded, delusional and bizarre sense of entitlement.'

West Madrid are to conduct all dealings with the press in Spanish, and bid no less than €40M for any player.  Sullivan has also stated that he intends to seek planning permission from Spanish officials to build a 90,000 seater stadium in Madrid, which he will name Champions of the Galaxy Park.

Sunday, 22 December 2013

Football Fan Arrested For Punching Poppy During Minute Silence




Football fan Andy Phelan, 30, has been arrested by Islington police after he punched a poppy in front of World War II veteran Kenneth Edmonds, 89, in protest against the hatrick of minute silences during todays matches.

Veteran paratrooper Kenneth, who lost his wallet during the battle of Arnhem, told responding officers how a raging Mr  Phelan walked up to his stand outside Sainsbury's, donated 50p, and proceeded to 'punch the life out of the poppy.'

[Above] Andy Phelan on his 30th birthday
'I couldn't believe my eyes,' Kenneth recounted. 'Seeing that brought everything back.  My military training kicked-in and I restrained Mr Reynolds, who kept shouting 'f*cking Poyet' until the police arrived.'  

Passers-by described Mr Phelan as being in a 'trance-like state'.

Kenneth was accompanied by 96 year old veteran Albert, who due to an injury sustained during the battle of Dunkirk was unable to aid Kenneth in his struggle with the crazed fan.  'It's lucky Albert had his eyes shot out by the Luftwaffe, otherwise Mr Reynolds would have been bang in trouble,' Kenneth remarked.  'Bang in trouble.'   

DCI Sarah Jones, who was first to arrive at the scene, described Mr Phelan's behaviour as, 'a total lack of respect.  Every day British soldiers execute wounded Taliban fighters so football fans, like Mr Phelan, can watch a soul destroying Newcastle win over Tottenham.' 

'I just hope the spectacle hasn't detracted from the poppy as a symbol of remembrance, and the source of heroine that funds the Taliban.'  She gushed.

Saturday, 2 March 2013

African Cup Of Nations 2013




So the footballing anti-spectacle that is the African Cup Of Nations has been and gone for another year.  Fans around the globe held their breath as their favourite players jetted off mid-season to get injured, get malaria and get shot.  Thankfully, none of these events materialised.  That's right, I am going to say that no one in this year's African Cup Of Nations got injured.

At the same, time David Attenborough was busy painting a picture of natural wonder and a world without football, itv said "HEY, WAIT ATTENBOROUGH.  JUST WAIT A MINUTE, AREN'T YOU FORGETTING SOMETHING?  THAT SOMETHING BEING PEOPLE AND FOOTBALL, AND PEOPLE PLAYING FOOTBALL?" And so on Saturday 19th January 2013, itv picked up the footballing baton and ran with it all the way to Sunday 10th February shouting, "IN YOUR FACE ATTENBOROUGH!  HOW COULD YOU MISS THIS?  SHOULD HAVE GONE TO SPECSAVERS YOU OLD C-" 

Unfortunately, if any of you did actually bother to watch itv's piss-poor coverage of the African Cup Of Nations 2013 you would have seen frankly just how missable it was.  The opening day saw Angola take on North Africans Morocco, and South Africans South Africa took on Cape Verde.  Both matches ended 0-0.  Meanwhile on the BBC, Attenborough was pulling on viewers' heartstrings as he captured the moving moment a mother elephant actually cried because she couldn't milk her youngling.  Much like the baby elephant in Attenborough's piece, my hopes of seeing decent football shrivelled up and perished.      

Of the 32 matches played in all, 14 ended in draws.  None, thankfully, ended in riots.  This is particularly thanks to the disqualification of African bad boys Senegal from this year's competition following the riot that caused their play-off against African cool dudes Ivory Coast to be abandoned.  Ivory Coast (not to be confused with Ivy Coast, or Ivory Coat) were awarded the match 2-0 and granted safe passage to the finals.  Unfortunately for Sabri Lamouchi's men, they were unable to take full advantage of the bye, losing 2-1 in the quarterfinal match against eventual overall winners Nigeria.  

In a competition where Gervinho is supposedly one of the better players - and as this person points out on YouTube:   



- the supporters were pretty much the only consistent source of entertainment throughout.  Broad smiles, dances, splashes of colourful traditional dress and the banging of drums all lent to a real party atmosphere, and while it's easy for someone who only really followed the competition by very occasionally peering at the television screen, and through nervous conversations with cab drivers, to dismiss the Cup as being irrelevant, ill-timed, of a poor standard, it's clear that the African Cup Of Nations - at least for those who can afford a ticket - means a bunch.    

And so, as the sun sets on another African Cup Of Nations we're left to ponder on what it is we've just seen exactly; and think things like why can't the competition be every four years?  But conclude to ourselves that it's probably to do with life expectancy, or something..  And as Attenborough watches on from the safety of his BBC hide as a pack of lions gang rape a gazelle (speaking of which did you see the absolute target itv wheeled out to present its post match coverage?  Her hair couldn't have been more blonde and her eyes couldn't have been more blue.  Hiring her was actually racist.  I mean seriously, I'm actually laughing.  Seriously itv.  YOU'RE SO BAD.  If she doesn't end up in the Mercury I'll be very surprised.)   

So too does the sun set on another blog.

Goodbye.




     

Sunday, 17 February 2013

THE MEMOIR OF THE FA CUP

The Memoir of the FA Cup, February 2013


Look at that Champions League over there by the bar. Everyone is flirting with her, even fucking Tottenham, OK I'm not saying I think Tottenham is fit, he isn't, but just a little attention would be nice. Champions league has got her arse hanging out, she's flashing money left right and centre, there are people taking pictures of her, why her? her ears are fucking massive. Barcelona is literally trying to finger her whilst she talks to Milan. WHY DON'T I GET ANY ATTENTION.

Oh great, Charity Shield has come over with a drink. Now i have to listen to her moan for an hour about 'how her husband only fucks her once a year' and how 'even then it doesn't seem like he's enjoying it' Could my life get any worse?

Yes it could, here comes Chelsea. I have been watching him all night, he tries to snog Premiership, she goes off with Man United. He has a pop at Champions League, she just laughs, she only slept with him last year out of pity. He is getting drunker by the minute, he even has a pop at Europa, everyone knows she only dates on Thursday nights at 6, and usually with Russians.

He sits down next to me, 'Alright love, can i buy you a drink?' 'Listen Chelsea' i say, as he pulls out the Lottery ticket he won years ago, to remind me he still has a bit of cash floating about. 'We have been through this before, you only come to me when everyone else turns you down, and I'm bored of it. You're pissed, you stink of shit and your kids are all wankers, i slept with you a few times because i felt sorry for you, but its not going to happen again, so why don't you do everyone a favour and FUCK OFF'
God i have been wanting to do that for years, even Charity Shield laughed, and she hasn't laughed since she was diagnosed with autism a few years back, she does a good Oil Painting though, bless her. 

  Oh look who it is, Capital One has just rolled in, shes only wearing a bloody bandanna, why does she think she's cool? I was shagging Blackpool every year before she was even born. Who does she think she is? Just because Swansea is with her, i don't even know why people like Swansea, he lives miles away and has one of those thin beards that go all the way around his jawline. What a prat.

Look at poor old Arsenal over there, sitting all on his own, rumour has it he hasn't been laid for 8 years. Poor bloke, maybe i will go chat to him. Oh God who am i kidding, even Arsenal wont go for me, I'm a skankerous old tart, I'm mutton dressed as lamb, and no amount of sponsorship, or Europa League place will do anything to change that. I'm going home, this is embarrassing.

Monday, 21 January 2013

Gascoigne: A Tribute





I'd like to take a brief moment to acknowledge a very special player. 

Phillip Gascoigne, known affectionately to fans as 'Phil' or 'Gazza' (scoigne), began his playing career at Newcastle United in 1985.  Because of his accent it was believed he would stay there for the rest of his life, but three years later he shrugged off doubters when in 1988 he joined North Londoners Tottenham Hotspur for £2M.  Phil made 92 appearances for the yids, scoring 19 goals, and winning the FA Cup in 1991 (VHS' of the match are still available in the White Hart Lane gift shop.)  However, it was during his time at N17 that the first signs of Gascoigne's mental frailty began to appear.  Because of his accent, he would become disorientated every time he heard his own voice.  Training sessions would be halted as Gascoigne could regularly be heard asking, 'wait, where am I again?' And, 'is this Newcastle?'  As a result, Gazza cried - a lot.  Former Tottenham captain and teammate Gary Mabbut recalls this difficult period for Phil and the measures the rest of the squad took to help their misfit midfield maestro: 

At lot of fans like to believe that Phil was emotionally involved with the clubs he played for, this simply wasn't the case.  The man simply didn't know where he was, and this was really distressing for him.  Like when he cried after England were knocked out by Germany in the 1990 World Cup - he wasn't sad about the result, he told me after that he heard himself think out loud and all of a sudden thought he was in Newcastle Town Centre but couldn't understand why there was so much grass.  It was horrible to watch.  

To help him at training the Spurs lads and I decided we would each put on a Geordie accent.  But this only served to confuse us, and make Phil think we were taking the piss.  The guy's face was permanently wet. 

Despite the best effort of his teammates and staff (it's reported that Terry Venables took to giving team talks as 'Oz' out of '80's TV show Auf Wiedersehen, Pet, and once even contacted the FA about the possibility of Tottenham being allowed to play in a replica Newcastle kit) it all became too much for the troubled Phillip, and in 1992 he asked to transfer to S.S. Lazio.  It isn't clear why Lazio was his preferred destination, perhaps it's because overt displays of male emotion are more readily accepted in Italy than they are in heterosexual countries, or maybe it's because Italy only has one accent and as such it would be less confusing for him.  In either case, Gascoigne's wish was granted, and just a year after his famous FA Cup triumph Gazza was shipped off to Italy for a cool £5.5M.  Although his record with the fascist Italian club was no way as prolific as his time in England - he scored just 6 goals in 43 appearances - the Lazio Ultras took a shine to him, and because of his ostensible emotional attachment for his new club, and the well known fact that all Italian men are gay, the young lad from Newcastle quickly became a fan favourite.

Phil Gascoigne spent three happy years at Lazio before rounding off his colourful and tearful career at Rangers, Middlesbrough, Everton, Burnley and Gansu Tianma (China or some shit), before finally hanging up his boots (and almost himself if it wasn't for the timely intervention of the vigilant kit man) at Boston United in 2004.  However, years of living life as a footballing nomad took its toll on Phil as the latter end of his career was marred by alcoholism and depression and probably porn and gambling as well - all because of his own accent.  Now Gascoigne is in rehab and has taken a vow of silence, and has promised to stop drinking and being depressed and probably to stop watching so much porn and betting on things as well.  Phil speaks to no one, especially not to himself, incase hearing his own accent triggers a manic and irreversible state of 'lostness.' www.medicaldictionary.com/lostness    

How this beloved and larger than life character on the football pitch can just disappear into thin air after his playing career is over is a true tragedy.  In fact, if you google 'Phil Gascoigne professional football player', there are no results whatsoever.  Mad.  

Here's to you Phil, Geordie hero of a nation and Italy.

Sunday, 20 January 2013

SUPER SUNDAY REVIEW: Chelsea secure victory despite spirited Gunners fightback, and Fergie fuming as Tottenham earn last minute point at White Hart Lane

Today, the only thing worse than listening to Jamie Redknapp's pathetic mockney accent, and looking at his massive package that he clearly pleases his beautiful wife with, was the performance of Bacary Sagna.

Chelsea 2 Arsenal 1



A game that was stagnant in the first half kicked into life in the second, with a spirited comeback by Arsenal ultimately ending in an unlucky defeat, here's why:

* Bacary Sagna - He isn't bothered, he would clearly rather be sitting in a bedsit in Paris playing Pokemon Red on his yellow Game Boy Advance. Bacary was less use than a Pikachu against a Geodude today. Goal one - Juan Mata couldn't have been in more space if he was in between Piers Morgan's ears. All you had to do was look at the replays, and you would have seen Sagna updating his Facebook status on his iphone with 'im knackered today, i just want to watch Prison Break'. RAFA BENITEZ LIKES THIS

Goal 2 - Granted Ramires isn't a wonderful footballer, but he is easily good enough to mark in the box, especially when he is around 10 yards out. Sagna thought otherwise, and whether Ramires dived or not, it was still pathetic defending from Arsenal, which deserved to be punished. Up stepped that fat prat Frank Lampard, and whether you love him or hate him (i hate him) he dispatches penalties better than Bradley Wright-Phillips steals handbags. 2-0 and deserved.

* Chelsea's first half display - For most of the season Eden Hazard has flattered to deceive, but in the first half, he was unplayable. Popping up all over the pitch, he was making himself available for the ball, and driving at the flat Arsenal defence with real purpose. He used the ball well in the final third, and linked up beautifully with Juan Mata (who was also fantastic). I just feel that Hazard deserves recognition for the yards he went through off the ball today, his industry made a real difference against a team that if you close down quickly, are easily beatable.

* Theo Walcott - He took 4 corners, all of which ended up in Cech's arms. The best way Walcott can be described is as a female WWE wrestler. She is pretty sexy on the outside, capable of impressive imaginative, and incredibly athletic manoeuvres, much like his goal. But can also make the industry look like a fucking laughing stock, and whilst you are masturbating over them, you never ever feel particularly aroused, and just rub it out because you can.

* Arsenal in the second half - Ok, enough Arsenal bashing. They were impressive in the second half, and if they had rescued a point, it would have been fully warranted.
The main difference was high pressure, Diaby and in particular Wilshere (another fine game) were squeezing Chelsea's deep midfielders and winning the ball back high up the pitch. Which ultimately resulted in Walcott scoring. They also had an urgency about them, usually when Arsenal are trailing to better opposition, they fold, but today they seemed determined to at least give a comeback a go, which was refreshing.



 Tottenham 1 Man Utd 1




This game was interesting. Anyone that was sceptical about Tottenham's chances of returning to the Champions League next year, should have had their minds changed today. Spurs had 61% possession, and 14 attempts to United's 5.

Spurs dominated proceedings from start to finish, no matter what Alex Ferguson says.

United scored with pretty much their first attack. It was a good cross from Cleverley and a perfect header from Van Persie, Kyle Walker was guilty, he was trying to steal a slammer from Van Persie's POG collection as the Dutch turncoat rose unchallenged to fire home for an undeserved lead.

After the goal United were second best throughout, Dembele was excellent at retaining the ball as always. Its amazing how a Premier League player can get away with being stoned every game, but props for Dembele, who must have a freezer full of children's piss. He does everything with ease, and keeps Spurs ticking over nicely, by supplying their threatening widemen with the ball quickly and efficiently.

Spurs could have won the game easily, Dempsey missed a couple of easy chances, and a better final ball from Lennon, combined with Bale getting himself on the ball more often, would have resulted in a comfortable win for Spurs, which is impressive against a team that are looking good for the title.

In terms of United's performance, the only positive i can come up with is that they spoiled well. They stopped Spurs from unleashing their full potential, and will be glad to leave with a point, whether the equaliser was late or not. United's performance reminded me of a Jimmy Carr show, no one particularly enjoyed it, but they still managed to get away with looking good, even though they showed less imagination than a rule breaking fox that still decides to go for a Chicken, even though there is a box of Parrots 2 yards away from the fucking ponce.

Friday, 18 January 2013

The Secret Diary of Brian Branston (Established member of the Toon Army)




Saturday 19th January 2013

9:30 AM

Today is my 40th birthday, whilst some get depressed, i actually feel fine. This could be due to a number of reasons. It could be because i have awoken to a lifesize cardboard cutout of Kevin Keegan at the foot of my single bed, clearly a birthday gift from Uncle Johnson, who sneaks into my room every year, like a morbidly obese, slightly racist Father Christmas. It could be the fact that my Alan Shearer 'SUPER NUMBER 9' dressing gown always smells fantastic (my mum uses a mixture of Persil and Daz). Or it could be the fact that I'm in the first row today, right behind the dugouts, as my beloved Newcastle United take on inferior southern imps, Reading, at the palace that is the Sports Direct Arena. All of these are possibilities, but its most probably due to the fact that i drank 15 and a half cans of Brown Ale last night, and am still absolutely pissed.

11:00 AM

My mum cooked me a monstrous plate of gammon and eggs, i now feel sober. My mood has dipped slightly. As on closer inspection, the cardboard cutout is actually from Kevin Keegan's stint at Hamburg in 1977, and has been signed by Tottenham assistant manager, Steffen Freund. I confronted Johnson at breakfast, he was reading the Daily Mail, his 'warm up paper' he likes to read to loosen up, before moving on to the more important news stories of the day. As he was switching from the Daily Mail to The Sun, i seized my chance. It didnt work out very well, he just mumbled something about a 'German red letter day' and then kissed mum on the cheek.

1 PM

I cant believe Jeff Stelling, he keeps talking about our 'makeshift defence'. How can a right footed Italian playing at left back, and James Perch be 'makeshift'. Collocini is by far the best centre back in the league.

1:07 PM
(News has come in that Collocini is on his way to a medical at Boca Juniors)

I finally understand what Jeff was talking about, and on reflection, agree with him.

2:30 PM

HE4RE WE *& GO, im updati7ng on my iphone, on the" bus t;o t6he ground, i d*nt care whayt anywone sais, cobbled strets are a grea$t invention#

2:50

10 Mins till kickoff, i just shook Super Alan Pardew's hand, signing a top manager like Alan for 8 more years was one of the wisest moves the Cockney mafia have ever made, the way they sack managers without giving them a chance is a joke. This club needs stability

3:05 Reading 1 - Newcastle 0

'YOU DONT KNOW WHAT YOU'RE DOING
YOU DONT KNOW WHAT YOU'RE DOING

F*cking Pardew, he hasnt a clue, playing Ben Arfa on the right, HES LEFT FOOTED YOU COCKNEY BAST*RD. We need to play 4-4-2 with two wingers. Honestly, this is all Pardew's fault. Its not because our players had a lucky season last year. Tiote is still outstanding, he just isnt getting the service, Cisse definitely wasn't lucky last year like the Reading fans are singing.

4:00PM

Second half kicking off now, Ashley did the right thing and paid Pardew a compensation package of £26 million so he could sack him at half time. We need a previous player to manage us, even if he has no management credentials, everyone knows its the right thing to do.

4:05PM

Ashley has appointed Fastino Asprilla on a 12 year deal. Apparently he invited Tino to the game with this in mind. He's sitting in the dugout right on front of me, its funny because he has no backroom staff, just 5 19 year old Colombian women. He keeps sniffing, must have a cold. It's a cold January up here in the North East.

4:10PM

Super Mike Ashley has apparently renamed the stadium 'the Dairylea Cauldron' within the last 5 minutes. There are good old fashioned working class lads changing the signs as i speak. Good move if you ask me, we need to freshen things up, we were getting stale. I cant remember why we used to hate him but he is listening to us now, and its making a massive difference.

4:40PM

Tino has subbed himself on for the last 5 looking for an equaliser. He was talking to the 4th official really quickly, must be in a rush as we are running out of time.

4:45PM

GOALLLLLLLLLL, TINO HAS DONE IT. What a point, Vintage Newcastle, who is laughing at us now eh!!!!
E-I-E-I-O UP THE PREMIER LEAGUE WE GO

7PM

Out for a curry with Paul-o and Dean, to celebrate all the great news from today, god its great being a member of the Toon Army. Evolution not Revolution is the name of the game, for a good old fashioned family club like ours, with morals.

Where is that Darky fella, i want my Chicken Korma.