Friday 29 June 2007

Local blogger hounds man from job

Yes ... it is true, following my rant earlier in the week about Bobby Davison, I can confirm that he has now been relieved of his post at BCFC:

http://www.bradfordcityfc.premiumtv.co.uk/page/News/0,,10266~1063845,00.html

I cannot claim this to be all my own work but I have certainly let my feelings be known over the last year in relation to his lack of ability.

No doubt 'super' Bob will be cleaning out the drains in Gipton next week or something equally appropriate to his skills - actually, I take that back, that is a disservice to those who are professionally capable of drainage cleansing. 'Super' Bob will probably just end of sat in Cross Flats park drinking strong cider all day and bothering children.

Onwards and upwards!

Wednesday 27 June 2007

Bobby Davison is a ****

Not only is he a ****, he is the most useless and talentless coach ever to be part of Bradford City.

My blood was boiling at the weekend when I saw 'super' Bob playing for 'super' Leeds in the Masters tournament in Sheffield. Somehow Leeds managed to win the indoor tournament due to the help of 'super' Bob who was also seen offering the traditional Leeds Nazi salute to the crowd.

I hope City sack this odious little turd immediately. He has offered nothing at the club over the past few years and should've gone when Todd was sacked.

For the last few games of the season he was made to sit in the stand with his crayons; I think he was instructed to take notes on the opposition tactics and players, however I was fortunate to get a glance of his notes at one of the games (see below) and it proved to be quite revealing.















See you later Bob, no-one gives a f*** about you.

From smugness to misery

So Mr Blair has finally left number 10. I'm sure we all shed a tear as he left with his family to give his resignation to the queen. And what next for big Tony, a peace envoy for the middle east we hear? How on earth could he seriously be considered for such a position? He has spent the last 5 years blowing the shit out of the place.

And what of our next great leader ... the miserable Scottish twat that is Gordon Brown - never has one man been so devoid of personality and charisma. Oh yes, he knows a lot about taxation so no doubt we will all be feeling the pinch in due course ... dog tax, air tax, plant tax, walking tax, standing still on the pavement tax etc. I am sure we'll all be digging deep in due course to help fund the government's next 'war on terror'.

Good old Tony has left a whole lot of shit for Brown to sort with - Iraq, Asylum seekers, the NHS, pensions etc. No doubt Blair will be having a right old laugh as Gordon and his cabinet try to dig the country out of the crisis he has left it in.

Saturday 23 June 2007

More Glastonbury

Even though I hate the way the festival has gone with year with the mandatory photo IDs, finger printing and retina scans, I would still love to be there - if only just for one more weekend of mirth and mayhem. Some of my best (and worst) times have taken place in the mud sodden fields of Somerset and one day I intend to return.

I don't agree with the total commercialisation of the festival, however, in this day and age I suppose it is obligatory.

I have enjoyed the Arctic Monkeys and Calvin Harris so far and am looking forward to Babyshambles later. Oh what a shambles ... heard Pete was trying to ride a bike through 4 feet of mud earlier - oh dear!

Get to West Yorkshire's finest festival next week ... Shamblefest 2007 - Happy Mondays playing a 48 hour set on the glove and tap stage. Rockin' good.

Lily Allen is shit

Having just watched the highlights of Lily Allen at Glastonbury, I just cannot understand why people rate her. I thought she was dire; a very poor rendition of 'Heart of Glass' by Blondie was the icing on the cake - absolute dross!

With the exception of Fat Les, her Dad Keith has always produced the goods. I think it is time he told her to send the dress back to Primark and call it a day.

Wednesday 20 June 2007

Manning

Genius or just another fat bastard?

I've heard lots of conjecture on the radio over the past few days. Some say he was a talented genius who wasn't prejudiced at all ... just good at topical gags! Others would obviously disagree and call him a filthy racialist.

Anyone care to comment?

Tycoon

Did anyone see ITV's challenger to The Apprentice last night - TYCOON? What a pile of dog shit! Why does anything shown on ITV look absolute rubbish? I cannot remember the last time I saw something decent on the channel.

Tycoon featured a blurred cocktail of average nobodies with crap ideas who were hoping to make it big as an entrepreneur. The ideas ranged from the idiotic to the absurd - a woman with a new vodka and fruit drink for the marketplace - yeah like there isn't 500 different ones available already. Said woman took two weeks to come up with a name for her beverage and then devised its only USP - it's 'refreshing'! Brilliant, have £20k love.


How about the old biddies trying to flog gardening gear to 'girls only' - pink wellingtons etc. Pure inspiration! Peter asked them to come up with a new name because their original wasn't appealing enough to a wider audience - they agreed on 'Sod' although my choice would've been 'Compost Slags'.

The best idea however was a guy who 'invented' a bag to transport carrier bags when you go to the supermarket - it was so groundbreaking that we didn't even get to see it. He did somehow manage to sell some though, possibly to his mum. The guiding investor for the show Peter Jones lacks the guile, aggression and aura of Mr Sugar but he does have his own coat of arms apparently:

http://www.peterjones.tv/index.cfm?fuseaction=PeterJones.About_Article&content_id=53

Genius!

I wonder if my good friend Fat Edgar has his own coat of arms? A wheel of Edam flanked by a couple of sizzling sausages perhaps? Send me a pic and I will post it on the site!

Anyway, I am now off to invent a radio controlled pigeon that fly around London dropping liquorice torpedoes on unsuspecting Japanese tourists.

Wednesday 13 June 2007

Olympic Logo

Yes ... we all know how shit it looks but what about the cost???? £400k, unbelievable - is this been paid for using our tax? The design company in question must be laughing all the way to the bank.

It begs a further issue on who should actually pay for the Olympics in 2012 - the cost is phenomenal and I guess it will be coming from a mix of tax, sponsorship and grants; I'm not really interested in the Olympics so am not really arsed about contributing to it. I heard a suggestion that at one point Ken Livingstone was going to ask Londoners only to foot the bill - very harsh that!

Tell Tony what you think and sign the petition to get the logo changed ...


http://petitions.pm.gov.uk/2012-Emblem/

(Feel free to post / send me alterantive logo suggestions)

The Apprentice Finale

It is the season finale of The Apprentice this evening which should be entertaining. Of all the dross on TV at the moment, this is something which I really enjoy; it is amazing how absolutely stupid some of these idiots are! Take the blonde one who looks like a pig, she has been exposed in various tabloids for her various 'romps' with different men yet she still tried to portray this image of a loving mother for her kids - if she was that loving, would she bugger off and leave them for 12 weeks to piss about on TV. I also heard that her claims of a £90k salary were wide of the mark and that she has been hoofed from the Met Office for non-completion of her probationary period. Ho ho ho.

Still, The Apprentice remains a good show; some of the moments are utterly cringe-worthy!

I can't understand why they keep showing imagery of Canary Wharf? Yes, it is a symbol of British business done good ... however, Mr Sugar doesn't actually have an office there. I think he is based on Mile End Road somewhere and for those of you who have been to this area of East London, you will know it is the complete opposite of Canary Wharf.

I am sure (Sir) Alan Sugar is actually the missing link between ape and man - he looks like some huge hairy primate. His wealth is astonishing given the shoddy workmanship seen in Amstrad computers; they were aimed at the poor kids at school who's parents couldn't afford Speccy's and C64's (and the later STs and Amiga).

What is that area for behind the board room? does he have his own golden toilet and banana trees back there? Is it an ape paradise?

Anyway, I think it will be Cristina (the Irish one) who emerges triumphant.

Monday 11 June 2007

Talentless Britain

I had the misfortune on Saturday to catch 10 minutes of Simon Cowell's new TV show 'Britain's got talent'. Surely the title is massively incorrect as the 10 minutes I saw were absolute shite and didn't show anyone displaying any talent of any note (including Ant and Dec).

It was like some third rate clubland talent show; how low will ITV stoop to try and up its ratings?

Luckily I went back to my original choice of viewing 'The Seven Ages of Rock', which was highly enjoyable; great to see the old footage of Black Sabbath, Deep Purple and Iron Maiden.

What on earth has happened to Geezer Butler's hair and was it me or did Bill Ward look like a Hobbit extra from Lord of the Rings. Time can be a cruel mistress!

Friday 8 June 2007

Season ticket renewal

It's that time of year again ... season ticket renewal. Despite having a 25-year season ticket at Bradford and already paying for this a number of years ago, we are still required to pay a contribution each season.

I don't really mind paying it as the club has been through unbelievable financial difficulties in the last few years. The extra contribution also ensures access to the Chairman's Suite prior to the matches; we only gained access to this for the last few games of last season but it was a welcome change to being sat out in the open watching our terrible pre-match warm up. The bar is reasonably well stocked although the Carlsberg does tend to come out looking like Lyon's best treacle.

With the return of Stuart McCall, there seems to be a new found optimism within the club. The last few years have been particularly desperate with the likes of Colin Todd and Bryan Robson at the helm. Good to see Robson back in a job (laughs)... I'm sure the Sheffield Utd Chairman will be delighted when he receives his first bar bill. Rumours at BCFC suggested that Robson had to be chauffeured round everywhere because he had lost his license due to drink-driving and also had terrible alcohol problems. Seems to be that Sheff Utd have made a cock up; they would've been better investing in McCall rather than Rab C. Nesbitt's less handsome cousin.

Who am I to complain, Stuart will no doubt bring a sense of pride and determination back to the team - I say team, it's more like a few kids and the remnants of the Jamaican bobsleigh team at the moment. There has been a massive delay in Stuart being 'officially' announced as Manager. Julian Rhodes has missed a trick here; surely they should have been an open top bus parade and official holiday to commemorate Stuart's appointment. Julian would've sold more season tickets and merchandise if he'd made more of a song and dance about the appointment.

Anyway, friendlies at Harrogate and Farsley towards the end of July should set the pulses racing!

Premiership Footballers v Nurses

Did anyone see that programme last night about the woman who was trying to get all 556 Premiership footballers to give up a day's pay and donate it to an emergency fund for Nurses?

A noble cause I thought ... in the end, she ended up getting 50% to sign-up which wasn't bad. After all, an average Premiership footballer has to work so hard to earn his cash doesn't he?

One of the most annoying parts of the programme was the appearance of Glenn Little in the Reading FC dressing room. He is an absolute bastard who I detest; his demeanor is that of a lanky awkward giraffe, however, I remember seeing him play for Burnley once where he turned his spasticated frame into that of a triumphant gazelle and danced merry round the BCFC defence.

How on earth did Alastair Campbell get on there? Another Burnley connection, another complete bastard!