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12 February 2005
Scouser scum  Get out of Brum Never really had a problem with the Scousers before today. Not unitl I saw a bunch of them try to "take" a hotel bar and threaten a guy having a drink with his wife and two children. After the game, Southy and I were walking back to the bar when I heard Southy shouting at someone. I turned round to see him engage in a heated verbal exchange with the occupants of a car. "You can't play football and you can't fucking drive". The scouser car had clipped Southy but they refused to stop. I walked in front of the vehicle and punched the bonnet. The Scousers said they were going to pull over to "sort things out" but the fuckers drove off. Anyway, Blues played the red scum off the pitch. They didn't have a sniff of a goal. We could have replaced Taylor with an outfield player and still won. The ref was clearly miffed with the outcome, despite his best efforts. Match of the Day made it look like Liverpool were in the game. A lot of the press talked about a poor Liverpool. No mention of a great Birmingham who over powered the Liverpool midfield and put pressure on the scouser backline from the off. I think we had about 6 corners in the first 10 minutes. Gerrard was the only one who knew how to put up any sort of fight and tried to install some passion in his team, but without success. Blues were rightly 2-0 up at half time and could have had more but in the second half we went into cruise mode, allowing Liverpool to have the ball for a couple of minutes here and there, then taking if off them as we saw fit. 01 February 2005
Fugging fug fug fuggery fug 
Fucking ill again. Just a cold this time but it laid me out. Man flu I reckon. Ho hum Whilst off ill and bored of the usual Government sponsored adverts promoting a return to work (also known as "Daytime TV") I watched SuperSize Me. I'm sure you all know it and have probably watched. In brief, Morgan Spurlock, a fit and healthy flm director and producer decided to go on a McDonalds diet. Nothing but McD's for a month. It starts to kill him. Literally. His liver thinks he's on a booze binge and his weight begins to pile up. Anyhow, there I am, feeling like shit, watching this guy poison himself when it dawns on me that I should change my diet. I don't eat too badly - 1 take away a week and the only time I tend to booze is when I'm at the football, but cutting out more crap won't do me any harm. The first to go is processed foodstuffs. That reduced, bleached, reconstituted and packaged shit that no one would eat if they really knew that "100% beef" meant "we use 100% of the cow". I'm going organic on the meat front. A reduction in meat will be a small token on the way to better eating but at least I'll cutting back on hormones and steriods and Lord knows what else. Having a friend who owns a farm will help. I need to find a decent organic butcher as well. So far I've gone without meat for the last 5 days. Over the weekend I did a nice winter stew with organic vegetable and a spicy chick pea Indian dish. Tonight I had some chicken with my stir fry. Can't say I miss meat but I won't cut it out completely. Besides, I love seafood too much. It's the only reason to go on holiday. I've also cut out tea during the day. I must have been drinking 10 to 15 cups during the working day. That can't be good for you, all that caffine. Have some links; Some tips on internet forums Learn Yiddish Fuzzymath This Old Whore HOuse |
