Monthly Archives: July 2014

Yes Mario Gotze the man who, every time his name was mentioned had me hankering to shout out the title of that toe-tapping tune produced by everybody’s favourite cock-er-nee duo Chas and Dave, won it for Germany. I’m grateful for … Continue reading →

I’m not a big fan of the work drinks reception. The drinks bit is fine, it’s my pitiful attempts to network with people that depresses me. Once I’ve spoken to the people I know it’s a real battle to drag … Continue reading →

It was written in the stickers and it is the line up for the final that I predicted before the tournament started. But not the line up I wanted. Sometimes being right sucks. My Holland shirts are facing the long … Continue reading →

And there was me worrying about the possibilities of extra time and penalties on a school night…As I said last night during the 197 seconds between the second and fourth goals…WTF and OMG. Big Phil Scolari introduced the idea that … Continue reading →

You can imagine the amount of preparation that teams undergo in advance of the World Cup; fitness work, research on other teams, hours on the best formations, the what colour the team bus should be (ok, skip that one), game … Continue reading →

Best performance this weekend? To be honest, it was probably me and my new Flymo. This new line-up, making it’s competition debut, struggled early doors to gain a foothold, but slowly started to boss the park, with slick build up … Continue reading →

And so to what I believe tends to be described as ‘the business end’ of the tournament. Yep the quarter finals are nearly upon us, thus ending the two day tedium that has been a football free zone. As Macduff … Continue reading →

So that thing about I wrote yesterday, about what I’d do on a night when there was no football. All those domestic tasks….Yeah. Or a bottle of wine with a mate. Who wasn’t really drinking so I had to finish … Continue reading →