It's Up For Grabs Now
Monday, September 30, 2002
Oliver Kahn may lose German captaincy after attempted GBH. The article is a fine study in the idiocy of footballers when presented with a tape recorder - "football is a man's sport and not a comedy show" is the rebuke to "(I was) in danger of death"? You won't get that from Keane and Haaland.
Sunday, September 29, 2002
Kenneth Wolstenholme left £1.1m - all that, and he still couldn't reproduce the phrasing on either World In Motion or They Think It's All Over.
Elsewhere, they may well still be out to get Maradona. Note the lack of proof of his last paragraph claim.
Dennis Bergkamp's retiring! Actually, he isn't at all, is he? Unless we've missed something, "when my contract ends I will go back to Holland" doesn't finish "to buy a smallholding and breed prize-winning sows before becoming an under-11s coach at Ajax". If full retirement is what he actually means, he could take lessons in saying what he means from Andreas Moller.
"After what happened last year we just wanted to make sure that the winner was the mascot he claimed to be" They're letting pony trekking club mascots in now? Are they the equivalent of the guest athlete in UK meetings?
NF sympathiser ex-hooligan talks to the Observer - and he's a fairweather fan, too. "The case ended up in court. It didn't go very well, and I wish I had been wise enough to do things differently". Like not attacking your own lawyer, you mean?
Didier Deschamps admits taking creatine at Juventus, and he was still rubbish there. Isn't Creatine a major part of that Centrum that used to advertise on Sky Sports every ad break?
Saturday, September 28, 2002
Greek clubs strike after digital company covering their games collapses - yes, yes, but the difference here is that Alpha Digital owned the rights to some, not all, of the top flight clubs. Hello, OFT, if your case against the bundling together of rights for Premiership teams had succeeded a couple of years ago, we could well be in a similar mess. And how did Christian Karembeu end up there?
I've never liked blogging. Either it's loosely defined stream of consciousness - bad, in the wrong hands - or music fans arguing the toss with other people's opinions - good, but there's far too many of those as it is. To be honest, I don't know if there are any other football blogs, let alone be aware of how they conduct themselves, but we're this far into it now, so sod 'em.
So why IUFGN - The Blog, Or Diary If You Prefer, Like We Did A Few Minutes Ago In Some Vain Attempt At Invoking The Manager's Column On Premium TV Sites? Well, we have opinions, which is always good. And as IUFGN itself hasn't been updated for ages, and at the current rate probably won't be - come on, you bastards who promise to write something when we mail you and then disappear, and yes, we are still looking at you here, Kris Stewart - we thought this would be a good repository for both ourselves and those close to us and the site to drop off opinions, links, reviews, whatever. Obviously everyone reading this is already subscribed to Armchair Football and are thus long aware of our stance on the game, its attitudes, ideas and former Republic Of Ireland captains turned ITV pundits, but what happens when we're not conjuring up witticisms on the game and its programming at large? This is our experimental side project, essentially, and we're writing this for ourselves, but if anyone else likes it it's a bonus.
This is just rambling now, isn't it? Dangerously close to what we moaned about up there. OK, it's a football-related blog in which we'll fail to convince people to add to our own left-field thoughts and quote Danny Baker rather too much. Do join us. It's not like we're forcing you or anything.
Actually, you'll need our address, won't you? Unless you plan to put scraps of paper with half-formed ideas on through our letterbox, which we do not recommend.