Yeeeeaaaaahhhh!!!!!!
First things first.
One hand on the Premiership! It wasn't anywhere near the best game I've ever seen but the win was more satisfying in the tale of two penalties. If other fans despise Cristiano Ronaldo, that's no big deal. The guy seems to take all the abuse and quite often stuffs it to them by scoring or setting up goals. If any player deserved abuse it was Michael Ball. I don't really care that he threw himself over Wesley Brown's leg to win a penalty. What irked me was the stamp on Ronnie early in the game. Well, surprise surprise, Ronnie stuffed it to him and the boo boys not very long later.
It might be said that Ronaldo didn't have a good game other than winning the penalty and converting it. I suppose then people who say that didn't notice that City players converged on him whenever he got the ball.
On a side note, you don't know how pleased I am to see Nemanja Vidic back in the team. He looks close to full fitness and full form.
Sentimentality only gets so far. I have one of those mini compo thingies that my dad bought for me as a present years ago. I've been resisting suggestions that I dispose of it for many years now. It's been a piece o'crap with CDs (it's old, I got it when I was 21) and getting progressively worse. I used to be able to take it but recently I've been using it to play the backing tracks for when I play guitar. Naturally having the CD skipping while you're trying to play to the track really annoys. I snapped today.
Beat the beejezuz out of it. Oh hang on. That's not quite accurate. I carefully detached the speakers from the main unit first then placed it on the carpet (no floor damage) and smashed the bloody thing. I haven't thrown a tantrum like that in a while. Man, it's therapeutic.
I've bought a new player, it up to my old speakers and subwoofer (which are quite good) and gave the new speakers to Barbsie. The new player's a Panasonic as well so there's some continuity and the labels still match. It's got a really funky CD door as it folds onto itself and up. It plays mp3s as well. So I've traded the cassette player for mp3 capability. Cool. Who still listens to cassettes? Gone the way of the 8 track I think. Can any of you remember 8 track cartidges and betamax? Are you even old enough?
Paris Hilton. Sentenced to 45 days jail. Wow, I haven't spilled on her in a while. I don't think it's a bad thing that she's going into the house. When she comes out, she's gonna have some street cred! She's spent time in the house! Snoop Dogg can produce her next album. She can do a Nelly Furtado. Never mind that she'll have to fend off butch prisoners and prison guards for 45 days. The street cred will be worth it. Do her career good. Chin up girl.
Elmo's got a gun
Elmo's got a gun
Big Bird's on the run
Heard he's dialling 9-1-1
What made Elmo snap?
Was he tired of Big Bird's crap?
They say when Elmo was arrested
They found Oscar headless in the trash
I hear that Gordon's really running
Now that Elmo's got a gun
The street's never gonna be the same
Elmo's got a gun
Elmo's got a gun
Grover's head has come undone
Sesame Street's not real fun....
Day two over and I'm beat.
The weekend's here! Woohoo! Friday night, I'd usually be heading out for a little bit of a party. Not tonight though. I've been catching up with the new posts on blogs but didn't leave any comments, sorry, too tired.
Sometimes I'd been chatting in the daytime with people who were at work.
Honestly.... now I'm back in an office I'd like to know where they ever found the time? Major slacking weh!
Workin' hard for the money!
Well, no sympathy deserved nor sought after, Nick. It was a poor game on MU's part. While I am disappointed, I know there's still a lot to look forward to. Been with MU since 1986 so I do know how to wait for success and I don't think there'll be a long wait again this time. There hasn't been a drought for quite a while now. I know worse. On the international stage I'm an England supporter.
I should add though that I love bandwagon supporters. They're the buggers that buy all the gear. Someone's got to pay for the purchase of players, the players' salaries and what not.
To be really honest, all I had wanted for MU right of the start of this season is the Premiership. The FA Cup if won, will be a bonus.
I'm sitting in an office in Section 20, P.J.
I'm sitting at a desk.
There's a telephone and a line for my laptop. I'm wearing a long-sleeved shirt, slacks and shoes. I'm being paid (a cheque weekly) per day, a higher amount than I ever have been paid (on a per day basis) before.
It's been years.
It's kinda wierd.
It was a collapse. A loss was the only outcome once belief evaporated.
Unlike the semi final against Juventus in 1999, there was no one to drag the team back into the game like Roy Keane did that day.
No one stood up this time.
Usually I look at losses as a positive thing. United are always most dangerous when burnt. Their opponents in the next game always expect a backlash. But in this game it is a moot point. This wasn't a league game. It was a knockout 2-leg game. It's over. The backlash could occur in the Premiership, ultimately winning it. But for the Champions League, it's over.
I'm severely disappointed. I'm not as disappointed with being knocked out than I am about the manner of the loss. The players seemed out of sync and overawed by the occasion. What I saw was not the team I have seen all season, that fears no one and goes into every game with the intention of winning.
That didn't happen. Manchester United cannot claim to be one of the best in Europe when they go into games overly cautious of their opponents.
This wasn't shot down in flames. This was a submissive lie down, roll over and still got savaged by the alpha wolf anyway.
I shall have some tim sum and tea this morning. There is a lot of unhappiness to wash away.
Couple of days back I was giving Greg a ride back to his hotel and we were talking and I don't know how Jerry Springer came up.
Jerry Springer.
Jerry Fucking Springer.
I've never seen a full episode. I did see a little of an episode or two though while I was still in Australia. What I thought to myself totally aghast, with my eyes like saucers and my mouth hanging open for the flies, "can you be-lieve this shit?".
There were people a cussin' and a beatin' on each other and Ku Klux Klan members trying to convince people that they were actually a good thing. Maybe they are, who knows? Propaganda is a powerful thing. I've read excerpts of the satanic bible before and I found myself thinking, it's not really all that evil. Nothing on sacrificing virgins or sex with your sister. It actually made sense, some of it. I didn't encounter any devil worship. I didn't even come across anything particularly religious. It seemed just an alternate approach to life to that of Christians, Catholics, Methodists, Jehovah's Witnesses, Protestants, etc etc.
Jesus. (Oh, excuse me).
Just how many sects, chapters, clubs, beliefs, etc etc, are there anyway? Anyway, I'm not religious in the least so my view, of what little bits of the satanic bible, I saw sounds pretty much like rules for a life outside God. As in you don't have to live in fear of burning in hell and there are no such things as sin, just right and wrong.
Well.... Of course, I will repeat that I only read bits of it here and there. I didn't chase down a copy nor did I read as much of it as is available on the internet. I have better things to do. Things like fornication without marital vows, occasional indulgence in onanism, overindulging in food and drink, coveting someone else's woman and sometimes I'm quite content doing nothing at all.
Of course, just because I've appeared to criticise God (whichever one) and even had the gonads to read excerpts from the satanic bible, I'm going to have a very unpleasant afterlife. But of course, that depends on what you believe.... or don't believe. From what little I know, and I'm guessing, is that the satanic bible is a bible for people who do not wish to be constrained by religious blackmail and mandatory worship. The concept of hell has a lot to do with all that if you think about it. Because such a mindset is definitely against God, this was declared (by its creators) to be satanism. It was probably even a joke. I don't think they actually did anything like you'd see in a Hollywood horror movie.
But the satanists had their own church. They also had a hierarchy and even fancier titles for their leaders. As far as I'm concerned, they pretty much went a big circle and ended up pretty similar to anything they were trying to defy. Satanism was probably meant to be a life of freedom without the fear tactics and politics that you will find in any religion. And by religion, that includes satanism. I think it was a brave try but it ultimately consumed itself.
Humankind cannot seem to function without power and politics in anything and everything.
I hate politics and politicians. But I know why they're necessary. It's a necessary evil. Yes, I purposely and intentionally used the word 'evil'.
Of course, there are probably people who practice satanism as an actual worship of the devil and actually believe all that evil doing shit. I'd worry about them but one thing is obvious.
They crazy. Lock 'em up real tight or kill 'em. Either way it suits me.
Oh yes, and the KKK. I've never encountered, met or even seen a member of the KKK. What I heard is that they stockpile weapons, encourage exclusive reproduction between white men and women, lynch coloured people (apparently in the past, not now), are afraid that the white man is losing control of the good ol' US of A (wasn't theirs' to begin with) and they are an exclusive club with fancy titles for their leaders.
You know what? Fuck them too.
And of course members of the KKK were sitting on Jerry Springer's stage in their bedsheets with Jerry egging on the crowd, it was almost comical. It would be if the KKK didn't exist. But they do. It ain't funny.
What is funny though is Greg telling me that on one episode of Jerry, there was a man and his daughter on stage. The father is a bigot and hates blacks. Obviously, his daughter's boyfriend is black. You just know it. It's fucking Jerry. You don't need a doctorate to figure out what comes next.
"Daddy?"
"Yeah?"
"I've got a boyfriend, daddy.... Daddy, I'm sorry, he's black."
Before daddy can get over his shock and react cue Jerry asking the crowd, "Shall we bring him in?" And to which the crowd naturally voice their affirmation. Black dude walks in. White father stands up, points finger and shouts angrily. A lot of beep beep beep sounds masking out what he says but by now all of us can read lips. Just watch the English Premier League. Don't lie. You know what they're saying to the referee. Naturally fists are thrown and the boyfriend and the father start laying into each other. Then we hear the darling daughter.
"No daddy no! Don't! I'm having his baby...!!"
The crowd is delightfully horrified.
Daddy looks stunned. Boyfriend looks smug. Both are in mid punch. Daddy looks at boyfriend, mouth open. Boyfriend gives daddy the World's Biggest Shit Eating Grin.
Punching resumes.
The crowd of course, goes nuts.
This is entertainment in the USA. They love this shit. Me? I feel embarrassed that people actually like this crap. I shouldn't just pick on Jerry. Sorry Jerry. To fuck with that Ricki Lake bitch too. There's a theory that it's all fake and is all an act. For humanities sake, I hope it's fake cos that shit is too tragic and too fucked up if it were real. It's bad enough that people want to watch it.
Other Jerry Springer episodes I'm sure exist:
- My daughter is a stripper.
- My mom was a pornstar.
- Ever since mom ran away, I'm my daddy's wife.
- I'm black and I want to join the KKK.
- Why zoophilia should be legalised.
Just think of the worst crap possible. Jerry's already thought of it. I promise you.
I was talking to a friend of mine who studied overseas and he was relating something that happened to him while he was over there.
Where he was, I wouldn't want to live there.
I wouldn't want to live in a country where if I get pulled over by cop, I have to stay in my car, not make any sudden moves and keep my hands where they can be seen.
I don't want to live in a country where when I am asked to produce my car registration and when I lean over to the glove compartment, the cop's hand is suddenly on the butt of his handgun and he's barking orders at me and on full alert.
I would refuse to live in a country where I will buy a gun just because everyone else has at least one and that includes the bad guys, the mentally unstable, the easily excited, teenagers, celebrities and everyday ordinary folk.
It's ridiculous.