This is an email from one of the players on the team. You may be surprised to hear that i am playing outside midfield for this team. Yes you heard correctly, MID-FIELD.
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Another victory and revenge is due....
Chips stormed to another victory last night with a 3-0 win over a stubborn Philosophy side. The first half saw Chips have good possession without really threatening, the final pass often going to a red shirt. We did manage to sneak a lead before the break, Colin putting in a good finish after fine work by Matt and Ryan. It took a stroke of genius at half time to improve the situation. I took myself off and Champagne football followed. Suddenly with Jason back in central defence our midfield of Ryan, Pat, Mark and Matt clicked and Chips were dominant. Further goals followed, Mike Forrester marking his debut with a chipped goal and Pat fired home the third after the keeper fumbled a cross. Star of the show was Ryan on the right who showed some great wing play. Also thanks to Keith who volunteered to play straight after a previous 90 mins when Rich was injured.
Tuesday, October 31, 2006
Monday, October 30, 2006
Captain America, Captain Hollywood, Captain H
Sorry for the lack of posts recently but unfortunately work has been taking a lot of my time. Miss the days where i could watch you tube all day......
Anyways so recent noteworthy happenings:
Friday night - Went to dinner and had my first steak in a long, long time. Rib-eye. It was very tasty. After dinner went to see the movie THe Departed and in true fat-boy fashion i ordered a hot dog 20 mins after finishing a steak dinner. I have a problem i think....After the movie decided not to go boozing and wanted to be fresh for my game saturday. Would be the first time in a month i didnt show up to a game after a night of drinking.
Sat morn wake up. Cook myself some scrambled eggs and toast and have a banana to start the day which looks like its going to be a nice one as the sun shines through my living room window. Have a cup of coffee and then head off to my game. Ill make this quick. Not going out the night before didnt really matter. We lost to the league leaders 3-0 on 3 crap goals. Status quo for our team actually....
Sat night, head out with Good ole Steve-o and go to watch some dog racing. Have some drinks there, lose a couple races then head off to the bar for some real drinking. After a couple more Vodka Lemonades (Sprite) and a shot of sambuca, head back to Steve's for some after party boozing and 3 of us (Me, Steve, and Jodi) pass out steve's bed (and no there was no 3-way action). Wake up the next morning at 8 and decide its time to head home to my own bed but as im leaving, steve's Kiwi flat mate Amanda and her visiting kiwi friend Ang, are getting ready...yes getting ready at 8 am...and they say they are going to a club and that i am going with them. IT really doesnt take much convincing really as i could only say no once before i caved. I mean really, am i going to say no 2 kiwi women trying to get me to go out with them? I think not! So anyway we take a cab to the club and it is PACKED. DJ, bar, poeple dressed in halloween costumes. Great times, but to be sure the amount of drugs being used in this place has to be out of control. Sure enough i look over and there is a line of coke being set up a booth around the corner....I danced, had 2 beers and a shot of tequila, and two hours later i decide to leave and go home. Exhausted and hungry, i make the horrible decision of MacD's breakfast sandwich (i have eaten more macdonalds here in 2 months than i had in 2 years back in the States). After the sandwich - delicious btw - I get on the tube to head home. Of course i fall asleep and miss my stop and dont wake up until i get to the end of the line so i have to wait for the next train to come and bring back to my original destination. What a disaster...I sleep for the next 3 hours before getting up and showering heading back up north to Islington to celebrate Liam's Bday (and also have ANOTHER meal cooked for me).
Liam, one of Lou's 4 flatmates, is a very funny irishmen who has given me the nickname Captain America, and then evolved it into Captain Hollywood, which was then shortened into just Captain H. Why? I have no idea, but the nickname is a hit as the ENTIRE house and next door neighbours call me Captain H or America....
Anyways so recent noteworthy happenings:
Friday night - Went to dinner and had my first steak in a long, long time. Rib-eye. It was very tasty. After dinner went to see the movie THe Departed and in true fat-boy fashion i ordered a hot dog 20 mins after finishing a steak dinner. I have a problem i think....After the movie decided not to go boozing and wanted to be fresh for my game saturday. Would be the first time in a month i didnt show up to a game after a night of drinking.
Sat morn wake up. Cook myself some scrambled eggs and toast and have a banana to start the day which looks like its going to be a nice one as the sun shines through my living room window. Have a cup of coffee and then head off to my game. Ill make this quick. Not going out the night before didnt really matter. We lost to the league leaders 3-0 on 3 crap goals. Status quo for our team actually....
Sat night, head out with Good ole Steve-o and go to watch some dog racing. Have some drinks there, lose a couple races then head off to the bar for some real drinking. After a couple more Vodka Lemonades (Sprite) and a shot of sambuca, head back to Steve's for some after party boozing and 3 of us (Me, Steve, and Jodi) pass out steve's bed (and no there was no 3-way action). Wake up the next morning at 8 and decide its time to head home to my own bed but as im leaving, steve's Kiwi flat mate Amanda and her visiting kiwi friend Ang, are getting ready...yes getting ready at 8 am...and they say they are going to a club and that i am going with them. IT really doesnt take much convincing really as i could only say no once before i caved. I mean really, am i going to say no 2 kiwi women trying to get me to go out with them? I think not! So anyway we take a cab to the club and it is PACKED. DJ, bar, poeple dressed in halloween costumes. Great times, but to be sure the amount of drugs being used in this place has to be out of control. Sure enough i look over and there is a line of coke being set up a booth around the corner....I danced, had 2 beers and a shot of tequila, and two hours later i decide to leave and go home. Exhausted and hungry, i make the horrible decision of MacD's breakfast sandwich (i have eaten more macdonalds here in 2 months than i had in 2 years back in the States). After the sandwich - delicious btw - I get on the tube to head home. Of course i fall asleep and miss my stop and dont wake up until i get to the end of the line so i have to wait for the next train to come and bring back to my original destination. What a disaster...I sleep for the next 3 hours before getting up and showering heading back up north to Islington to celebrate Liam's Bday (and also have ANOTHER meal cooked for me).
Liam, one of Lou's 4 flatmates, is a very funny irishmen who has given me the nickname Captain America, and then evolved it into Captain Hollywood, which was then shortened into just Captain H. Why? I have no idea, but the nickname is a hit as the ENTIRE house and next door neighbours call me Captain H or America....
Friday, October 06, 2006
Nonsense In my Building...
I unfortunately joined a mailing list for my flat...Check out this string of emails. Know that the picture in question is of a guy in a leather outfit lying on his bed holding his dong. Its pretty sick. I got the note too...
And i live in flat 611. Nowhere near this nonsense
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Did anyone else get a message under their door which made allegations against someone on the second floor and had a rather intimate image on it? The message left me very concerned about both who sent it and about the person in question....
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I didn't get anything...what did it say? I'd like to know if there's someone on the second floor whom i should be concerned about.
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Basically there were 2 photos of a resident on there, one of the guy looking normal and one of him looking a bit trashed while lying naked on a bed with a load of leather/fetish gear on.
There was text accusing him of being a pervert, taking drugs, specifically cocaine, and that he was hiv+.
Now shall we say I've heard lots of noises coming from the particular room so the fact that he is sexually...interesting is not a surprise to put it tactfully. Not sure what to think about the rest though. I'm even more worried if I was the only person to get it for some reason.
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That is very odd. Hopefully some more people will say whether or not they have recieved anything similar. I guess it's not so much the content of the note, (people are free to do as they please so long as doesn't effect others), it's more of a worry that you recieved it in the first place.
Maybe you could post the note under the door of the person in question with a note of your own explaining what has happened? I can't think of what else to do.
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The follwing is just my unasked for opinion.
Perhaps it's only fair to discuss this with the person in the picture rather than us lot.
Sounds like a domestic dispute gone wrong and perhaps it's illegal to put stuff like this under neighbours' doors so I suppose your neighbour could go to the police if they wanted to make a big deal out of it.
Anway if someone takes drugs or dresses up in latex that's their own business. Being noisy arguably isn't.
Other people's drama is always diverting, though, isn't it?
Maybe I should get out more.
R
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Hi, >>
We don't live on the second floor so did not receive anything under our door. Thus, this is also my unasked opinion. It clearly sounds that this is an Ex- girlfriend/boyfriends act of revenge on a completely innocent neighbour and it is also a very personal matter. It is also a crime to intimidate anyone like this. It is also clear that some people are making uninformed judgements on here where they really should know better. What other people get up to in the privacy of their own homes is no one else's business and if you have received an unpleasant letter/photo then the decent thing to do would to privately let that poor person know about it instead of gossiping on here about it. I can imagine getting something like this under my door could be unpleasant but for people to insinuate that anyone who dresses up in fetish wear and who clearly enjoys fun sex is some how perverted and should I say "tactfully" up to no good, just basically says more about them and their sad boring sex lives and should quickly transport themselves back to Victorian times.
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Everyone, first of all, apologies on behalf of my flatmate for this. I'm the owner of flat 216 and it's my flatmate who was pictured in the printout slipped under your door. I received it wednesday night in my letterbox and it was also slipped under my door, I confronted my flatmate on wednesday night over this and he said that it's from someone he has recently broken up with as he has also been getting abusive messages form the same person.
I'd like to emphasize that, knowing my flatmate for the last year, the allegations on the printout are not true (at least since I've known him) and were used specifically for the intention of creating damage to his reputation. he does not take drugs (except alchohol occasionally) and is not HIV+ regarding his sexual leanings, that's frankly his business, not mine or anyone elses.
I'd also like to mention to the residents of flat 215 (i presume it's yourselves that wrote the message since you are the only flat that have an ajoining wall with mine) that have written this posting that frankly, what I or my flatmate do in my own place is absolutely NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS!!
THIS:
"Now shall we say I've heard lots of noises coming from the particular room so the fact that he is sexually...interesting is not a surprise to put it tactfully."
...IS COMPLETELY OUT OF ORDER!! As long as it does not involve any illegal activity ie, drug abuse, crime etc (which it most definitely doesn't) and it does not harm other residents in regards to noise levels etc (which as far as I know doesn't) you have no right to make these kind of statements.
Unfortunately this incident could have happened to anyone, and lets face it, can we all say that we've ended every single relationship on a happy note? ( I seem to recall someone on the 5th floor had an egg stuffed in their letterbox not so long ago?) After talking to him about what went on with this situation there is no way that he could have contolled this or prevented this - especially as it's so easy to gain entry to the building. Once again I am deeply sorry that this person has involved other people (including myself) into this problem and sorry on his behalf that people had to see the images on the printout (me included). He will be coming round to apologise personally to the residents near my flat tonight. Additionally, he will be leaving at the end of the month anyway (not due to this issue) but because he has bought a place of his own
regards,
Nathan Stewart
(owner of flat 216)
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Firstly Nathan, no I do not live in flat 215, or indeed on the second floor.
Secondly, I'm annoyed that people are accusing me of being some kind of prude for being tactful. Maybe when you're the one lying there on Sunday morning listening to voices from flat 216 begging some guy to rape him and use him, then you'll start getting a bit prudish.
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since it seems as though this issue is resolved maybe we can all happily let it go without contributing any more bad feeling to the discussion
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I should like to remind residents that if they have a noise problem from one of their neighbours then what they should do in the first instance is approach them privately about it. They probably are totally unaware that others can hear them. Again this wed-site should not be used to sort out personal matters/disputes.
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For the attention of "Itookthisaddress", if you truly thought someone was being raped then you should have called the police but I'm sure this is not the case. Again I should like to remind you that what other people get up to in their own sex lives and the privacy of their own homes is their own business. If you have a noise problem then follow my advice and let your neighbour know about it privately. Please do not use this web-site for malice gossip or bad mouthing. It is not the place for it.
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As a final note to "itookthisaddress" and in addition to the previous message from ray burnside, if you did have a problem with noise you should have contacted me first. the last few messages you've written on here have been personal and simply written to try(unsuccessfully) to embarrass me/my flatmate. It seems that all it's doing is to put YOU in a negative light amongst the other residents here and showing YOU to be a rather nasty and spiteful person.
Flat 215 is the only flat that ajoins to mine as the rest of my flat borders on the entrance hall and the 2nd floor corridor flats above and below are protected by a rather thick layer of concrete. if in the unlikely event that you are not from 215 then at least have the courage to speak to me face to face or to name yourself. As I previously mentioned, if there was a noise problem it should have been brought to my attention long ago and I would have happily turned down music etc if that was the case. I can't rectify a complaint if I don't know about it!
This incident is not something my flatmate could have possibly prevented but he is doing everything in his power right now to rectify the situation. This is a personal matter between my flatmate, his ex and now the police, who I am sure, will sort the problem out. As mentioned before, I regret that this situation has affected other people in the building as well as myself but it is nothing that could have been prevented, and my flatmate is currently making sure that this won't happen again
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Dear Residents of Courtenay House,
My name is Peter Stafford and I would firstly like to apologise to all those who received flyers with my name on them on Wednesday.
The messages on these flyers are false. This, as my flat mate Nathan has said, has been done by an ex bearing a grudge after a break up, who is only trying to make life difficult for me.
I have reported this matter to the police who are currently investigating this, and will be charging the person(s). responsible. I am to say the least, embarrased due to the delicate nature of the photograph, and would particularly like to apologise to any familes who received this with kids in the house.
If anybody has any information about this, or saw someone in the building on Wednesday, or even just wants to talk to somebody about any concerns about this, please contact the police and quote the Crime Reference number at the top of this note, and they will be happy to take your calls.
Although I may sound indignant with this note, my first priority is to make sure that this does not happen again I'm sure you will understand.
Many Thanks
And i live in flat 611. Nowhere near this nonsense
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Did anyone else get a message under their door which made allegations against someone on the second floor and had a rather intimate image on it? The message left me very concerned about both who sent it and about the person in question....
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I didn't get anything...what did it say? I'd like to know if there's someone on the second floor whom i should be concerned about.
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Basically there were 2 photos of a resident on there, one of the guy looking normal and one of him looking a bit trashed while lying naked on a bed with a load of leather/fetish gear on.
There was text accusing him of being a pervert, taking drugs, specifically cocaine, and that he was hiv+.
Now shall we say I've heard lots of noises coming from the particular room so the fact that he is sexually...interesting is not a surprise to put it tactfully. Not sure what to think about the rest though. I'm even more worried if I was the only person to get it for some reason.
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That is very odd. Hopefully some more people will say whether or not they have recieved anything similar. I guess it's not so much the content of the note, (people are free to do as they please so long as doesn't effect others), it's more of a worry that you recieved it in the first place.
Maybe you could post the note under the door of the person in question with a note of your own explaining what has happened? I can't think of what else to do.
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The follwing is just my unasked for opinion.
Perhaps it's only fair to discuss this with the person in the picture rather than us lot.
Sounds like a domestic dispute gone wrong and perhaps it's illegal to put stuff like this under neighbours' doors so I suppose your neighbour could go to the police if they wanted to make a big deal out of it.
Anway if someone takes drugs or dresses up in latex that's their own business. Being noisy arguably isn't.
Other people's drama is always diverting, though, isn't it?
Maybe I should get out more.
R
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Hi, >>
We don't live on the second floor so did not receive anything under our door. Thus, this is also my unasked opinion. It clearly sounds that this is an Ex- girlfriend/boyfriends act of revenge on a completely innocent neighbour and it is also a very personal matter. It is also a crime to intimidate anyone like this. It is also clear that some people are making uninformed judgements on here where they really should know better. What other people get up to in the privacy of their own homes is no one else's business and if you have received an unpleasant letter/photo then the decent thing to do would to privately let that poor person know about it instead of gossiping on here about it. I can imagine getting something like this under my door could be unpleasant but for people to insinuate that anyone who dresses up in fetish wear and who clearly enjoys fun sex is some how perverted and should I say "tactfully" up to no good, just basically says more about them and their sad boring sex lives and should quickly transport themselves back to Victorian times.
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Everyone, first of all, apologies on behalf of my flatmate for this. I'm the owner of flat 216 and it's my flatmate who was pictured in the printout slipped under your door. I received it wednesday night in my letterbox and it was also slipped under my door, I confronted my flatmate on wednesday night over this and he said that it's from someone he has recently broken up with as he has also been getting abusive messages form the same person.
I'd like to emphasize that, knowing my flatmate for the last year, the allegations on the printout are not true (at least since I've known him) and were used specifically for the intention of creating damage to his reputation. he does not take drugs (except alchohol occasionally) and is not HIV+ regarding his sexual leanings, that's frankly his business, not mine or anyone elses.
I'd also like to mention to the residents of flat 215 (i presume it's yourselves that wrote the message since you are the only flat that have an ajoining wall with mine) that have written this posting that frankly, what I or my flatmate do in my own place is absolutely NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS!!
THIS:
"Now shall we say I've heard lots of noises coming from the particular room so the fact that he is sexually...interesting is not a surprise to put it tactfully."
...IS COMPLETELY OUT OF ORDER!! As long as it does not involve any illegal activity ie, drug abuse, crime etc (which it most definitely doesn't) and it does not harm other residents in regards to noise levels etc (which as far as I know doesn't) you have no right to make these kind of statements.
Unfortunately this incident could have happened to anyone, and lets face it, can we all say that we've ended every single relationship on a happy note? ( I seem to recall someone on the 5th floor had an egg stuffed in their letterbox not so long ago?) After talking to him about what went on with this situation there is no way that he could have contolled this or prevented this - especially as it's so easy to gain entry to the building. Once again I am deeply sorry that this person has involved other people (including myself) into this problem and sorry on his behalf that people had to see the images on the printout (me included). He will be coming round to apologise personally to the residents near my flat tonight. Additionally, he will be leaving at the end of the month anyway (not due to this issue) but because he has bought a place of his own
regards,
Nathan Stewart
(owner of flat 216)
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Firstly Nathan, no I do not live in flat 215, or indeed on the second floor.
Secondly, I'm annoyed that people are accusing me of being some kind of prude for being tactful. Maybe when you're the one lying there on Sunday morning listening to voices from flat 216 begging some guy to rape him and use him, then you'll start getting a bit prudish.
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since it seems as though this issue is resolved maybe we can all happily let it go without contributing any more bad feeling to the discussion
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I should like to remind residents that if they have a noise problem from one of their neighbours then what they should do in the first instance is approach them privately about it. They probably are totally unaware that others can hear them. Again this wed-site should not be used to sort out personal matters/disputes.
> >
For the attention of "Itookthisaddress", if you truly thought someone was being raped then you should have called the police but I'm sure this is not the case. Again I should like to remind you that what other people get up to in their own sex lives and the privacy of their own homes is their own business. If you have a noise problem then follow my advice and let your neighbour know about it privately. Please do not use this web-site for malice gossip or bad mouthing. It is not the place for it.
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As a final note to "itookthisaddress" and in addition to the previous message from ray burnside, if you did have a problem with noise you should have contacted me first. the last few messages you've written on here have been personal and simply written to try(unsuccessfully) to embarrass me/my flatmate. It seems that all it's doing is to put YOU in a negative light amongst the other residents here and showing YOU to be a rather nasty and spiteful person.
Flat 215 is the only flat that ajoins to mine as the rest of my flat borders on the entrance hall and the 2nd floor corridor flats above and below are protected by a rather thick layer of concrete. if in the unlikely event that you are not from 215 then at least have the courage to speak to me face to face or to name yourself. As I previously mentioned, if there was a noise problem it should have been brought to my attention long ago and I would have happily turned down music etc if that was the case. I can't rectify a complaint if I don't know about it!
This incident is not something my flatmate could have possibly prevented but he is doing everything in his power right now to rectify the situation. This is a personal matter between my flatmate, his ex and now the police, who I am sure, will sort the problem out. As mentioned before, I regret that this situation has affected other people in the building as well as myself but it is nothing that could have been prevented, and my flatmate is currently making sure that this won't happen again
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Dear Residents of Courtenay House,
My name is Peter Stafford and I would firstly like to apologise to all those who received flyers with my name on them on Wednesday.
The messages on these flyers are false. This, as my flat mate Nathan has said, has been done by an ex bearing a grudge after a break up, who is only trying to make life difficult for me.
I have reported this matter to the police who are currently investigating this, and will be charging the person(s). responsible. I am to say the least, embarrased due to the delicate nature of the photograph, and would particularly like to apologise to any familes who received this with kids in the house.
If anybody has any information about this, or saw someone in the building on Wednesday, or even just wants to talk to somebody about any concerns about this, please contact the police and quote the Crime Reference number at the top of this note, and they will be happy to take your calls.
Although I may sound indignant with this note, my first priority is to make sure that this does not happen again I'm sure you will understand.
Many Thanks
Tuesday, October 03, 2006
The joy of commuting
Just saw a lady fall flat on her face while walking. No one around her, but still managed to face plant as she walked into a restaurant. I may be cruel but that is HILARIOUS!
Sent via BlackBerry from T-Mobile
Footie, Beer, Tiger, Reggie Bush, Late night eats, Hip-hop concert, Wine, Man U, and a Home Cooked Meal
What else could I ask for?
This past weekend was a good one. Saturday morning played in a footie match. This was the 2nd team from the club I had mentioned previously, Brentnal FC. From the start i can tell it will be a whole new ball game - these guys could actually put a couple passes together.
The game goes well for me, despite being given a red card in the final ten minutes after arguing a TERRIBLE call in which the referee gives a goal to the other team saying that the ball went over the goal line. As our goalkeep gathered the ball, one of their players even joked about it being a goal as he clearly knew it wasn't.
First off, he was in NO position to make the call in the first place, and if you do make this call, have the balls to stand behind and make the call definitively. When he made the call, he blew his whistle very feigntly causing everyone to look around and question what the hell was going on. When he pointed to the center circle (indicating a goal) I lost my mind. After yelling at him for about 30 seconds, even reenacting part of the game action, I finished my day on the pitch telling him "that was f*cking terrible and you know it!" He instantly red carded me. Of course i think its b*llsh!t, but i walk off the field without saying a word and watch my team finish the last 10 mins of the game with 10 men. Luckily they are able to preserve the draw.
After the game, players on my team lobby to get the Red card and subsequent suspension reversed. As they plead with the ref i walk over to talk to the ref. All he says is that he wants an apology. An apology?!? What kind of ref is this? (I think he has been watching too much Dr. Phil) Being a referee is no job for the sensitive. Of course i apologize and he agrees to revoke the Red so I am able to play next week. In fact, he names me the Man of the Match. HA. I seriously laughed in his face when he told me. Why red card me, then? Just tell me to shut up. I need that sometimes as we all know.
Now that things are all good, we head over to the pub and have a few pints. Getting to know the guys, i definitely think this is the team i will be playing for. Decent player and decent guys. I will know for sure after this weekend's game and night out. It's a team night out for dinner, clubs, and most likely some debauchery....
Saturday night i joined my next door neighbors (a young couple in their mid twenties ) at a Jurassic 5 concert sandwiched by trips to the bar and fast food. Before the concert i didnt have time to eat so i grabbed a quick chicken wrap and chips before heading into the bar for pregame drinks. Then after the concert we went to the bar for a couple drinks, then to MacD's for double quarter pounders. Disgusting, i know, but such a good idea at the time...
Sunday morning i played in another football match, but was decieved by the organiser into think that i would be playing in a 'good match' after blatently telling him that i wanted no part of a 3rd team game. I found out after the match that it was the 3rd, not that i couldnt tell during it. This team was only a couple notches better than last week's 3rd team squad and that only becuase there were actually a few athletes in the team. But as far as proper football minds, there were none. So i guess in two ways the joke was on me, first by having to play on a second week on a 3rd team after 100% expressing my interest in not wanting to do so, and second by for the 3rd game in a row making some ridiculous mistake and affecting the game. This time I tripped a guy in the box - ever so slightly and he came crashing down - and gave them a penalty kick. I wanted to walk off the field right then, not becuase i was embarrassed about the penalty kick. I could care less, but for the fact that once again, despite thinking that the rest of the the guys on the field wouldnt have even made my high school JV team, i am the idiot that Fs up the way i did (e.g. penalty kick and own goal (see posting "Saturday's Footie Match")). These guys were terrible and i was giving them reason to think i was as well! Ahhhh. I will NEVER play for them again. Did i mention that the game was at 10:30am? Im an idiot for even showing!
Things turned for the better that evening as I was invited to a home cooked meal (fish pie) and a day of sports with the boys. I do miss those days. We also played a game of 'Articulate' which a version of Scattagories. I completely failed at this game - although we came in second - because its all based on UK/European information. As the lone American in the game i was yes the center of many a joke. And the one time i get someone that I think everyone knows, my teammate Lou, couldnt guess it despite the stellar clues of "Four score, seven years ago" and "freed the slaves" and "American president". Oh well. Cant win them all i guess.
All in all, a great weekend.
This past weekend was a good one. Saturday morning played in a footie match. This was the 2nd team from the club I had mentioned previously, Brentnal FC. From the start i can tell it will be a whole new ball game - these guys could actually put a couple passes together.
The game goes well for me, despite being given a red card in the final ten minutes after arguing a TERRIBLE call in which the referee gives a goal to the other team saying that the ball went over the goal line. As our goalkeep gathered the ball, one of their players even joked about it being a goal as he clearly knew it wasn't.
First off, he was in NO position to make the call in the first place, and if you do make this call, have the balls to stand behind and make the call definitively. When he made the call, he blew his whistle very feigntly causing everyone to look around and question what the hell was going on. When he pointed to the center circle (indicating a goal) I lost my mind. After yelling at him for about 30 seconds, even reenacting part of the game action, I finished my day on the pitch telling him "that was f*cking terrible and you know it!" He instantly red carded me. Of course i think its b*llsh!t, but i walk off the field without saying a word and watch my team finish the last 10 mins of the game with 10 men. Luckily they are able to preserve the draw.
After the game, players on my team lobby to get the Red card and subsequent suspension reversed. As they plead with the ref i walk over to talk to the ref. All he says is that he wants an apology. An apology?!? What kind of ref is this? (I think he has been watching too much Dr. Phil) Being a referee is no job for the sensitive. Of course i apologize and he agrees to revoke the Red so I am able to play next week. In fact, he names me the Man of the Match. HA. I seriously laughed in his face when he told me. Why red card me, then? Just tell me to shut up. I need that sometimes as we all know.
Now that things are all good, we head over to the pub and have a few pints. Getting to know the guys, i definitely think this is the team i will be playing for. Decent player and decent guys. I will know for sure after this weekend's game and night out. It's a team night out for dinner, clubs, and most likely some debauchery....
Saturday night i joined my next door neighbors (a young couple in their mid twenties ) at a Jurassic 5 concert sandwiched by trips to the bar and fast food. Before the concert i didnt have time to eat so i grabbed a quick chicken wrap and chips before heading into the bar for pregame drinks. Then after the concert we went to the bar for a couple drinks, then to MacD's for double quarter pounders. Disgusting, i know, but such a good idea at the time...
Sunday morning i played in another football match, but was decieved by the organiser into think that i would be playing in a 'good match' after blatently telling him that i wanted no part of a 3rd team game. I found out after the match that it was the 3rd, not that i couldnt tell during it. This team was only a couple notches better than last week's 3rd team squad and that only becuase there were actually a few athletes in the team. But as far as proper football minds, there were none. So i guess in two ways the joke was on me, first by having to play on a second week on a 3rd team after 100% expressing my interest in not wanting to do so, and second by for the 3rd game in a row making some ridiculous mistake and affecting the game. This time I tripped a guy in the box - ever so slightly and he came crashing down - and gave them a penalty kick. I wanted to walk off the field right then, not becuase i was embarrassed about the penalty kick. I could care less, but for the fact that once again, despite thinking that the rest of the the guys on the field wouldnt have even made my high school JV team, i am the idiot that Fs up the way i did (e.g. penalty kick and own goal (see posting "Saturday's Footie Match")). These guys were terrible and i was giving them reason to think i was as well! Ahhhh. I will NEVER play for them again. Did i mention that the game was at 10:30am? Im an idiot for even showing!
Things turned for the better that evening as I was invited to a home cooked meal (fish pie) and a day of sports with the boys. I do miss those days. We also played a game of 'Articulate' which a version of Scattagories. I completely failed at this game - although we came in second - because its all based on UK/European information. As the lone American in the game i was yes the center of many a joke. And the one time i get someone that I think everyone knows, my teammate Lou, couldnt guess it despite the stellar clues of "Four score, seven years ago" and "freed the slaves" and "American president". Oh well. Cant win them all i guess.
All in all, a great weekend.
Commuting Disaster
Is it bad that the first thing i want to drink when i get into the office is a tall Ketel One on the rocks and not the traditional coffee?
Getting to work today was a nightmare. This morning I recieved a text message (of course i did) from Transport For London - TFL, as I do every morning when there is a delay or something going on with the Tube. Normally it is something like 'minor delays on the Victoria line', but today it was 'SEVERE delays on the Victoria Line due to signal failure at Brixton'. In seeing that, i decide to go an alternate route to work on the Northern line to Waterloo, then the on the Waterloo and City to Bank, and then from Bank to St. Paul's. May be a little more out of the way but at least i wouldnt be sitting at a tube stup for a long time, right? WRONG!
My first stop on the tube was Clapham Common - Clapham is an area known for its young professionals who commute into the City. To make a long story short, i was at this station for about 30 mins. Each train that passed by, one every 3 mins had commuters packed in tight like sardines, nearly burst out of the door as soon as it would open. Sad thing is that they probably had another 5/6 stops to go until they could actually get off. As for the people, like me, waiting to get on the tube witnessing it and waiting to get on themselves, it was the ultimate waiting game. As each tube passed by, we would hope this one would be less crowded but to no avail. It was actually pretty funny to see only one or two people actually able to get on the packed subway as many many more waited it out.
I finally got on after moving further down the platform and squeezed myself on the tube. You would actually think this a good way to meet people as you are literally so close to them you can tell them what they had for breakfast (and maybe even dinner in some cases), but everyone is so angry about the situation they angrily read their paper and try to make it seem as if no one else is going thru the same thing with thme. Bollocks I say. I had a smile on my face the whole time. To me its hilarious. What we do to make a buck. Unbelievable!
Getting to work today was a nightmare. This morning I recieved a text message (of course i did) from Transport For London - TFL, as I do every morning when there is a delay or something going on with the Tube. Normally it is something like 'minor delays on the Victoria line', but today it was 'SEVERE delays on the Victoria Line due to signal failure at Brixton'. In seeing that, i decide to go an alternate route to work on the Northern line to Waterloo, then the on the Waterloo and City to Bank, and then from Bank to St. Paul's. May be a little more out of the way but at least i wouldnt be sitting at a tube stup for a long time, right? WRONG!
My first stop on the tube was Clapham Common - Clapham is an area known for its young professionals who commute into the City. To make a long story short, i was at this station for about 30 mins. Each train that passed by, one every 3 mins had commuters packed in tight like sardines, nearly burst out of the door as soon as it would open. Sad thing is that they probably had another 5/6 stops to go until they could actually get off. As for the people, like me, waiting to get on the tube witnessing it and waiting to get on themselves, it was the ultimate waiting game. As each tube passed by, we would hope this one would be less crowded but to no avail. It was actually pretty funny to see only one or two people actually able to get on the packed subway as many many more waited it out.
I finally got on after moving further down the platform and squeezed myself on the tube. You would actually think this a good way to meet people as you are literally so close to them you can tell them what they had for breakfast (and maybe even dinner in some cases), but everyone is so angry about the situation they angrily read their paper and try to make it seem as if no one else is going thru the same thing with thme. Bollocks I say. I had a smile on my face the whole time. To me its hilarious. What we do to make a buck. Unbelievable!
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