"alarm bells ringing"
first off, a quote of mr. s.t. bindoff, from his book, Tudor England, page 8, printed by penguin books in 1966, describing the war of the roses, where the white rose of york and the red rose of lancaster were fighting for control of the english throne.
'A Crown which had become a football was ceasing to be a referee, and a game which begins by doing without a referee runs a risk of finishing without a ball'.
i love that second part of the sentence. it's just so bloody philosophical. and i guess that it can apply to a lot of things in life. anyway, i caught portugal v russia, and at least the host nation has a fighting chance now. seeing how spain was held by greece [impressive in itself], it's good to know that their underrated neighbours were doing more than fine. a 2-0 scoreline is testament to that. anyway, portugal played frantically, though they were lagging midway through the second half...but nobody's perfect. and i guess that it showed us how useful christiano ronaldo can be...and i don't mind vouching for him, as long as he isn't in a manchester united jersey.
i was thinking about it, and television football pundits are really full of hot air [aren't we all?]. you can talk about formations and lineups, but in the end, friends, football is one bloody mess. and when you predict scorelines, you're probably thinking of proper goals where the striker runs up to goal and kicks...not a one-off nigh impossible van nistelrooy acrobatic 50-50 leg stuck out chance. pundits. which is why i'm getting more and more acclimated towards shebby singh. bless the dude.
anyway, with all the football these past few days, it's official: my biological clock is off its whacker. i promised myself that i'd sleep early but the allure of watching 20 grown men chase a ball around [goalies don't count] has taken over. it's a little after dawn right now, and i'm typing away on the blog. that should at least show you how wrong the whole situation is.
no amount of video gaming is going to remedy this. action must be taken by tonight. mark my words...no football after 2 am.
first off, a quote of mr. s.t. bindoff, from his book, Tudor England, page 8, printed by penguin books in 1966, describing the war of the roses, where the white rose of york and the red rose of lancaster were fighting for control of the english throne.
'A Crown which had become a football was ceasing to be a referee, and a game which begins by doing without a referee runs a risk of finishing without a ball'.
i love that second part of the sentence. it's just so bloody philosophical. and i guess that it can apply to a lot of things in life. anyway, i caught portugal v russia, and at least the host nation has a fighting chance now. seeing how spain was held by greece [impressive in itself], it's good to know that their underrated neighbours were doing more than fine. a 2-0 scoreline is testament to that. anyway, portugal played frantically, though they were lagging midway through the second half...but nobody's perfect. and i guess that it showed us how useful christiano ronaldo can be...and i don't mind vouching for him, as long as he isn't in a manchester united jersey.
i was thinking about it, and television football pundits are really full of hot air [aren't we all?]. you can talk about formations and lineups, but in the end, friends, football is one bloody mess. and when you predict scorelines, you're probably thinking of proper goals where the striker runs up to goal and kicks...not a one-off nigh impossible van nistelrooy acrobatic 50-50 leg stuck out chance. pundits. which is why i'm getting more and more acclimated towards shebby singh. bless the dude.
anyway, with all the football these past few days, it's official: my biological clock is off its whacker. i promised myself that i'd sleep early but the allure of watching 20 grown men chase a ball around [goalies don't count] has taken over. it's a little after dawn right now, and i'm typing away on the blog. that should at least show you how wrong the whole situation is.
no amount of video gaming is going to remedy this. action must be taken by tonight. mark my words...no football after 2 am.
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