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I really have to say something, I'm too sad not to
I have always had a lot of respect for Liverpool, with all their history and passion for the game, but Kenny Dalglish's consistent failure to uphold the sport's attempts to stamp out racism, his appalling lack of managerial responsibility and his completely unprofessional responses to the media are dismantling that respect piece by disappointing piece.

And if I was to continue that particular rant, it would turn into a three page essay on what I expect from a manager and what I understand to be sportsmanship. Which I don't have the time, the energy, or the peaceable attitude for. Instead I am going to make the executive decision to wait for someone more articulate and succinct than me to write an article on one or more of the above points, at which point I will just copy and paste.

Speaking of copying and pasting, my other executive decision is to focus our attention on far more frivolous matters, such as De Gea's consistently dopey face, even in moments of heightened emotion (outraged; angry; dopey <3), or the fact that Danny Welbeck is edging out Tom Cleverley's ridiculously appealing face as my new favourite:

For those that manage to break through, the experience is life-changing both on and off the field, as Welbeck has discovered. "There is a lot of attention," he says, smiling. "Sometimes you go into Nando's and you want to tuck into the chicken wings with your fingers but you know someone is watching you, so you don't. I'm sat there thinking: 'If these chicken wings were at home, they would get demolished!' But I've got to use a knife and fork and you end up saying: 'Could I get a bag to take these home, please?'"


The comment is carefully delivered in Welbeck's softly spoken manner. He is a humble and courteous young man ... [who] left school with nine GCSEs at C or above, including As in English literature and maths.

I love the Guardian's football interviews. They may have fuck all when it comes to decent comment and analysis but their interviews are delightful.

In other inconsequential team news, I'm thrilled Cleverley's back but think someone needs to point out to him his abuse of the word 'buzzing' on twitter. When did this become the in word in football?

ETA: Well that didn't take long, and ironically, it was the Guardian:

Liverpool's Kenny Dalglish plays dumb to leave his dignity in tatters: Outraged by everything and ashamed of nothing. A really solid article, articulating exactly how I feel about the man and the matter.

And from SAF:

"I couldn't believe it," Ferguson said. "I just could not believe it. We had a chat this morning and Patrice said: 'I'm going to shake his hand, I have nothing to be ashamed of, I'm going to keep my dignity.' And he [Suárez] refuses. The history that club has got … and he does that. ... I was really disappointed in that guy."

Quite, Sir Alex. Quite.

This was the most mature response I could give tbh
I reserve my right to make passive aggressive lj posts about how if you're going to post mockery on the internet, at least do it with some logic, at least make some kind of sense.

I've had my moments of laughing in Chelsea's face, for sure, but goddamn I have had reasons. I've done it because I disliked the way they played or the way they behaved, because I couldn't respect them as a team. If I criticise Barcelona, I have reasons, and I have thought them through.

As for those of you who have had your teams go out, I'm sorry, for you, because it's awful, and no one else understands - I don't even understand, because it's so personal to you and your team, and it hurts so badly. It's humiliating, and crushing, and you love them bitterly but you're so mad at them for not being good enough because you believe in them, you know they can do better. You've seen them do better! You've watched them play glorious, lyrical football! But they're out of the Champions League, or the League Cup, or they lost the derby, and lyrical football means nothing when it comes to results. No one will remember that perfect pass in five years, they'll remember that you didn't make the cut.

So I'm sorry. Even if I don't like the way your team plays, or I think their disciplinary record is shameful, or I am irritated by the fans. I'm sorry that this week is now going to suck, because I know that feeling and I wouldn't wish it upon anyone. I am pleased as punch that City didn't go through either, but if you're crying into your pint because of it, believe me, I sympathise, and I offer my condolences.

It sounds trite, in the world of football. It sounds naive, and far too nice. Rivalry is a key part of football. Without rivalry, what would be the point of teams and leagues and competitions? And rivalry is all very well, but I would prefer it if that rivalry didn't devolve into cheap shots and misplaced mockery.

It is okay to respect other teams. No one is going to report you to the football police. It is okay to say, actually, I feel for that team, that team that I have no particular affection for, because they are a good side, one who holds up the reputation of our league and with good reason. It is okay to appreciate a good game of football between two sides you hate. It is okay to think one player is wonderful, even if his teammates are a disgrace. You don't have to feel guilty for that, or less of a football fan. The very fact that you see that and can hold it apart from the fierce, unfailing loyalty you feel for your team, that is why you are a football fan.

Be proud of your team, of your league, of the game that you see played. Be fiercely loyal to them all, and defend them wherever you see fit. But don't feel the need to pro-actively seek a superior position, to badmouth teams without reason, or to disregard teams who play better or more exciting or interesting football. Let it play out before you, let yourself enjoy the game, and don't give in to urges to sully it with pointless commentary.

Fans of my team are as bad as the rest, and it saddens me every time.

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we aint vampires dressed like rockstars
we build campfires and ride boxcars
town to town
we just write songs
and plus we stay up like all night long

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Re: the Sky Sports affair
I have been very angry about things all day, probably partly due to sheer exhaustion but do you know what, partly just because the media is an inherently sexist industry and I am SO SICK OF IT.

I am relieved and pleased that Andy Gray was sacked, and vaguely pleased (although disappointed it wasn't more severe) that Richard Keys resigned, but everyone knows that a year will go by and then they'll quietly sweep this scandal under the carpet and be hired by someone else. Because that's how the media works; no one stays ostracised for long, regardless of how disgusting or shameful their actions.

There's not much point in telling you all how disdainful I am of them both, I can't imagine anyone I know supporting or apologising for their sexist comments in any way, but I will just allow myself to share this with you, so that I can at least not be disgusted on my own:

But he also sought to explain the circumstances in which the remarks had come to light: "Such comments were made off-air to work colleagues, and were, of course, never intended to be broadcast."

These are not the misjudged, ill advised apologies of one man, they are the apologies that come out time and time again. "No one was meant to hear my misogynistic remarks! I AM THE VICTIM HERE." Fuck your subtext, Andy Gray. Richard Keys made a similar point, attempting to link the phone-tapping scandal with this. Oh I see, so making sexist and degrading remarks to fellow professionals, while you're at work, is not only not fair grounds for dismissal, but is equivalent to the invasion of someone's private life? Run that one by me again please.

"We wholeheartedly apologise for our behaviour. It was wrong. I deserve to be battered. I can stand up and take a beating. I'm not sorry for me, I'm sorry for Sian Massey," he added.

And I'm sure she thanks you for your condescension and your pity. God knows she needs it.

Actually the reason I started this entry was because I was watching that Asda advert in which a lady says "come on girls, I've got something to show you" and then they go and giggle around a computer screen as they do their weekly shop. You know, because they're women. And then I was going to rant about the scores and scores of adverts for national and multinational companies that are just as sexist. But I'll save that for another fun filled day.

Feel free to rant in the comments. Or to share your carefully thought out opinion with me. Either way.