…England, a thousand miles apart?

The Olympics have provided us with a wonderful two weeks of entertainment and Team GB (why do they call it this? What happened to Great Britain?) exceeded all expectations and finished in a lofty fourth position in the medals table. Padraig Harrington won his second Open in succession and lifted the fourth major of the year, the US PGA to enter golfing folklore.

Not on your life!

In a mad fit of pique I bought two Madonna programmes for £25 EACH. I DON’T EVEN LIKE MADONNA, but wave a programme in front of my nose and I would imagine it’s somewhat like a red light to a desperate old man.

Remember you’re a Womble!

After the atrocities that met us at Milton Keynes last weekend, it was time to begin the quest for real football. The only place that the quest could possibly begin was at AFC Wimbledon, home of the real Dons, the Wombles.

There’s no doubt that the Porsche 911 is an impressive piece of machinery, easy on the eye, moving like a shark through the deepest of waters yet slicing through the wind like a migrating bird. A machine of this beauty needs to be finely tuned for peak performance, when the pistons go, they must be replaced by Porsche pistons, when the brakes go, they must be replaced by Porsche brakes.

For those of you who are unfamiliar with Quinton Quiz then here’s a little introduction, he’s love child of Maggie Thatcher, Statto & Roy Cropper from Cori. He may look like an absolute goon, but he knows his onions when it comes to footy.

This weeks lovely lady is 21 year old Sheffield United fan Becki Lockwood, a professional model with beautiful blue eyes and great taste in music. The lovely Becki has modelled for L’oreal, nuts, zoo, her beloved Blades and was a Miss UK Football Finder finalist.

MK Dons, a joke club
August 16th 2008. One of the worst days in memory of supporting Northampton Town and football in general. The stage was set for a Cobblers invasion of Milton Keynes. Over 3,000 away tickets had been sold as we made our way to neighbours Milton Keynes Dons for the first time in our history. This is a history that stretches back 111 years, whereas the Dons have hardly made it through a decade in existence.

He’’s a player, he doesn’’t love you anymore, and all he wants to do is score. What would you do with a striker like Dimitar Berbatov? If I were Daniel Levy over at White Hart Lane I’d have stuck him in the nearest taxi and sent him down to Stevenage Borough in the Blue Square Premier for a spell up front with the big boys.

Capello knows best

Talking about England in the current climate is like treading on eggshells which have been laid by glass geese. Everyone has an opinion, and it’s fast gravitating to the same hunting ground, whereby sounding negative enough to slate an underperforming team is the norm, but edging your argument with a hint of positivity to suggest you could do a better job than the man Capello.

32 goals, referees being respected, Villa winning, both my fantasy teams having an admirable start…. The premier league was back this weekend, and there was little not to enjoy.