How weird is Wimbledon at 10.30pm? The Murray-Wawrinka (?who?) game seems to be a bit of a beast - I went out and strimmed the garden and came back and it still hadn't finished when I came in. Tennis under floodlights is really odd and unusual, like indoor football. You can tell it's getting late because the men are grunting now. With the women it takes about two games before they start wailing like demented walruses, each thwack of nylon on ball accompanied by an orgasmic yelp of pure energy. I watched one the other day where one tiny little creature had a high pitched scream and the other lumbering brute's voice was quite deep, so as the rallies progressed it sounded like sawing wood using one of those old double-handed blades.
As a matter of fact I've noticed I'm there (Ian Hislop) tonight as well, strangely enough. And what is it with all the (B) Eastern European players who are dominating tennis now? The quarter finals are spread between Serbia and Bulgaria and Poland and others, and it presumably won't be long before Kazakhstan, Kyrgszstan, Tadjikstan and my favourite Chinese Turkestan dominate the rankings, with rackets hidden in bison pouches and tops sewn from the intestines of mongol hordes. Hawkeye would literally be a hawkeye, torn from the face of Transyvanian bird as it tended to its young in a lofty perch. And the umpire would be an old-school communist dictator who can instantly send anyone who double faults to instant extermination in a SW19 salt mine, sipping Pimms mixed with cyanide tablets.
The same is happening in heavyweight boxing and football - how long before other sports like golf and cricket are the same. Interesting.
Murray just won, but while Borislav, Igor and Karel remain his challenge will be a tough one to complete. Oh, and there's a bloke called Roger as well.
Monday 29 June 2009
Wednesday 17 June 2009
Censor this
Another day, another MP get nailed for expenses. There was a brief lull in sackings/resignations/news about claims for £8,000 televisions and duck ponds, but now the erotically named Kitty Ussher has bitten the bullet. Another case of home-flipping. I thought that these half-wit MPs had all been exposed by now, but it appears not. Although I think it has blown over to some extent, especially as new swine flu cases, fighting in Iran and North Korea qualifying for the World Cup is much more interesting.
Speaking of which, there's a fascinating blog on the Beeb website detailing how the football fixtures are computed. I knew that Everton and Liverpool could not play on the same day at home, but what I didn't know is that Dagenham's game can affect Norwich, through a chain of computations involving shared stewards and traffic congestion through Esses, Suffolk and London. Just bizarre that the home designation can affect another game 108 miles away.
Did you know Bobby Moore's middle name was Chelsea? Honestly.
Bad news in terms of media law today - the Times has convinced a High Court judge that a blogger has no right to anonymity, meaing that popular police blogger "nightjack" has been exposed and reprimanded by his unit.
Why the times did this I don't know. There are a lot of stuffy journalists who hate the blogging culture because it means jobs are being taken away. Also of course in the Times' case the Eton/Oxbridge educated posh twats frown upon anyone who doesn't reference Greek philosophers, 18th century history or other up-their-own-arse crap in their stories.
Of course my blog is a bit of fun. I can sit in my boxer shorts with pot noodle down my front, writing my nonsense about football, porn and anything.
But for some people it's a moral crusade, a genuinely insightful way of imparting information to people who would never see it. They can engage other anonymous sources to work together and critically comment on aspects of life that the Times would never trifle with. One day I might have to reveal a source against my will - I don't know how I will feel...
There are so many blogs around that I'm not going to recommend any. Easy to find good ones.
Speaking of which, there's a fascinating blog on the Beeb website detailing how the football fixtures are computed. I knew that Everton and Liverpool could not play on the same day at home, but what I didn't know is that Dagenham's game can affect Norwich, through a chain of computations involving shared stewards and traffic congestion through Esses, Suffolk and London. Just bizarre that the home designation can affect another game 108 miles away.
Did you know Bobby Moore's middle name was Chelsea? Honestly.
Bad news in terms of media law today - the Times has convinced a High Court judge that a blogger has no right to anonymity, meaing that popular police blogger "nightjack" has been exposed and reprimanded by his unit.
Why the times did this I don't know. There are a lot of stuffy journalists who hate the blogging culture because it means jobs are being taken away. Also of course in the Times' case the Eton/Oxbridge educated posh twats frown upon anyone who doesn't reference Greek philosophers, 18th century history or other up-their-own-arse crap in their stories.
Of course my blog is a bit of fun. I can sit in my boxer shorts with pot noodle down my front, writing my nonsense about football, porn and anything.
But for some people it's a moral crusade, a genuinely insightful way of imparting information to people who would never see it. They can engage other anonymous sources to work together and critically comment on aspects of life that the Times would never trifle with. One day I might have to reveal a source against my will - I don't know how I will feel...
There are so many blogs around that I'm not going to recommend any. Easy to find good ones.
Tuesday 16 June 2009
Nibs
Just seen that Miguel Cotto and Manny Pacquaio have signed to fight each other - wow! Tough to pick a winner on this. Very tough. So tough I'm not going to yet...I'm half way through a multi-bet that's worth £120, but it looks like I'm going to have to wait a bit longer for results as the other fighters are Mayweather and Amir Khan, both of whom have had their fights postponed.
Had a good few weeks. Several front pages, including a planning one which encouraged a lot of response from readers, a D-Day one which everyone seemed to enjoy, and also a really good piece about a girl who was abused for several years by her stepfather. Very rare that you get the oportunity to do this.
Fans in a van progresses - would like some more money but I have a feeling it's all going to flood in late. It had better do. I'm not driving a van to Scunthorpe and Plymouth and all these other backwater hell-holes for nothing.
Had a good few weeks. Several front pages, including a planning one which encouraged a lot of response from readers, a D-Day one which everyone seemed to enjoy, and also a really good piece about a girl who was abused for several years by her stepfather. Very rare that you get the oportunity to do this.
Fans in a van progresses - would like some more money but I have a feeling it's all going to flood in late. It had better do. I'm not driving a van to Scunthorpe and Plymouth and all these other backwater hell-holes for nothing.
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