Gooning for Glory

Owing largely to a job that saps me of any zest on weekdays, my contributions to Neoseeker have been barely noticeable, bordering on non-existent. A blog, therefore, will help in a number of ways.

1) My fans, generally consisting of crackheads, hookers, backwards-dressers and escaped convicts, will be provided with a measured insight into my life, my opinions and my way of thinking.

2) Due to an affinity for writing, I shall be able to expand my writing material which will allow me the rare moment of being creative as well. It has always been an interest of mine to emulate the revoltingly overpaid and underevolved writers that you see with columns fitted snugly in the newspapers you find on the floor of your local Asda.

3) It will give me a feeling that I've given something back to the Neoseeker community. The reality being, of course, that this is an excuse to talk about myself without interruption and inflict my own bias on the poor souls that will inevitably find themselves with nothing better in their highly fruitful lives to do than to put up with my blog for five minutes.

4) It's a fantastic way to pass time that otherwise would be spent (I contemplated using the word 'wasted' but then realised I was a fool) visting Madam Palm and her five lovely daughters.


Anyway, I have a short topic to discuss before I sign off here. It concerns the tremendous lows that have occured in sport in recent weeks, so if you're not into sports, then I would assume this would be the point where you stop reading...

Hardly headline-making, but once again the Old Trafford atmosphere gets in the way of the match officials common sense as they allow a highly controversial goal to mar what would be have been one of the greatest games we'll see in any league this season. I fully support Mark Hughes seeking an explanation from the officials who somehow deemed it fit to add on 4 minutes injury-time, then 2 more for United to score, in a half that consisted of 3 substitutions and no injuries. No doubt, the officials won't attribute these lapses to home fan expectation, but who would? Of course, the fans are used as an excuse in other cases, most notably the despicable antics of one Emmanuel Adebayor the previous week, ironically, the reason he couldn't come to City's rescue on Sunday.

The Togolese striker blames fan taunting for his ridiculous 90 yard sprint at Eastlands the other week. Maybe this explains Adebayors clear disinterest in playing for Arsenal in the past seasons; it appears he wasn't paying attention because he was straining to hear snippets of what the supporters were discussing in the stands. Well he'll have at least 3 games of sitting in the stands to realise that a football game wouldn't be a football game without supporters slating the opposition players, especially ones that prefer to flirt with AC Milan and stroll around the pitch rather than earn the ridiculous salaries that fall into their bank accounts every week. Couple this with a stamp that would be classed as Grievous Bodily Harm if I'd have done it to him outside the stadium. I'd happily take the charges for the satisfaction it would bring.

I must admit, another satisfying sight for me, was seeing the permanently blue-sunglassed Flavio Briatore being harassed by reporters as he left his Renault perch before he was struck from it. Eddie Irvine claims that people will do anything to win, there have been lots of winners in the past, finding the true winners that achieved the most they could in a modest and respectful way is becoming a much more difficult task.

It is a terrible tragedy that we have only recently said goodbye to one of the latter in Sir Bobby Robson. Now there's a true sporting hero and legend that's overwhelming passion of the game will be remembered by all.