Tuesday, 13 June 2006
Yesterday evening, Jay and I were watching Italy play Ghana. The commentary was too much. Just as I was about to double Van Gogh myself, Jay activated the red button that deemed the commentary obsolete. Why must they insist on making lamentable puns and contrived cliche: must all African teams be deemed plucky underdogs? Then there's the Beeb's Mick McCarthy, and ITV's Gareth Southgate, whose delivery is so still born, I think I may have slipped into a coma during their commentary. If I was in charge of the Beeb, I'd bring in James Richardson from Bravo's Italian football and invite Barry Davies back. As for Clive Tyldsley? It's as if he's on excitement commission. He's the sort that probably masturbates over his horribly over done warbling on a nightly basis. In short, a tit.
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