Manchester City are on the verge of signing Patrick Viera on a 18 month deal on which they will pay him TEN MILLION POUNDS, this is the 34 year old Viera who cant get into the side at Inter Milan, the same Viera who has only started 34 games in three and a half seasons.
Nice work if you can get it.
The first item I saw yesterday afternoon on Sky news under the banner “breaking news” was that Jonathan Ross was quitting the BBC, for goodness sake with all that is going on in the world is that worthy of being called news important enough to merit the breaking news banner, I would have thought the end “and finally “ section would have been more appropriate.
I am not a Ross fan, I don’t find him remotely funny at all and his interviewing style is pathetic and crude, filled with sexual innuendo and juvenile quips inevitably involving sexual organs.
Most people only watched the show for the guests rather than him because he occasionally had worthwhile guests though he never gave them a chance to speak when he wasn’t stuck up their backsides fawning over them like a love struck teenager (this applied to male as well as female guests).
Usually he would be boring us with his weekly anecdote about having sex with his wife or a story about one of his ridiculously named kids, for example “Apricot tea towel has started developing breasts so I am taking her bra shopping tomorrow” I for one could have done without that snippet. incidentally “Apricot tea towel” is the name of his eldest girl, most probably, I couldn’t be bothered to look her actual name up.
Its a mystery to me why the BBC ever put him on such a huge deal, but I suppose its easy to be generous when you are spending other peoples money, in this case ours the TV licence fee payer, Ross was on a reported six million pound a year deal, nice work if you can get it.
Never has so little talented a person received such a large reward, he began every sentence with the word “listen” as if without that instruction the viewer would “not Listen” him and Davina McCall obviously learned their craft at the same school, she is equally annoying.
Now if we can just get Davina of air to 2010 could be a good year.
That was an almost exciting 24 hours in politics when it was thought their may be a Leadership contest in the Labour party, but anyone who knows anything about politics knows it will come to nothing.
This is Geoff Hoon and Patricia Hewitt, former cabinet members making a little mischief for the Prime Minister, party members have no stomach for a leadership ballot now, let alone a secret one.
Changing leader would involve a complex ballot of unions, MPs and grass roots party members, Twenty per cent of Labour MPs would first have to vote for change and it would take at least six weeks.
With a general Election looming in May it would be political suicide for them try to change leaders now whilst at the same time running a re-election campaign.
My own opinion is that it wouldn’t matter who the leader was the Country are sick to the back teeth with the Labour party and the Tories will be in power, short of Cameron being caught killing and eating babies between now and May , He will be Prime Minister.
Victoria Beckham bought her husband a dog for Christmas, presumably on the grounds that you can’t have too many of a good thing.
I was not writing anything today no news event really caught my eye, but as I was perusing the papers I came across this piece by Rod Liddell and enjoyed it so much that I thought I would offer anybody who came to view my effort today to his piece, its not just laziness on my part, its because Rods piece is a bloody good read. http://www.timesonline.co.uk/tol/comment/columnists/rod_liddle/article6973998.ece
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In its review of the decade broadcast on New Year’s Eve, the BBC cut from footage of those planes smashing into the Twin Towers to a man called Will Young winning the original incarnation of The X Factor — as if these two crimes against humanity were equal in their devastation.
They are not, of course, although there are similarities. The mastermind behind each atrocity remains at large, planning new miseries for the rest of us. Both have become so familiar to us through their evil intent that they have made cameo appearances in popular American cartoon programmes — Osama Bin Laden in South Park and Simon Cowell in The Simpsons. Bin Laden cannot be found while Cowell cannot be avoided.
Meanwhile the adolescent protégés of these two men enjoy their exceptionally brief moments in the limelight before vanishing into the ether — in the case of Osama’s multitudes, quite literally so. There is no proven link between Bin Laden and Cowell, although Cowell once described the Saudi as “a guy with just bags of talent, and a real edginess, I really like what I’m seeing”. Actually he didn’t — I made that up.
Simon Cowell is not a mass murderer, which is an important caveat. People do not die as a direct consequence of The X Factor — except in a few unverified cases of viewers witnessing their will to live exiting through the tops of their skulls as some off-key warbling nonentity makes a George Michael song even more emetic than it was in the first place and being congratulated on so doing by thick, doe-eyed, over-emoting panellists who themselves are possessed of not even a soupçon of talent.
And it’s here that there is something genuinely defining about The X Factor — in the elevation of suffocating mediocrity, the superficial, the banal and in the incontinent, demented shrieking of the studio audience, and — when the hopeless winner is announced, the statements of congratulation from No 10 and the opposition.
When the Geordie Joe McElderry won last year’s contest, they cut to a vast street party in his home town of South Shields where the idiotic mayor and his wife were dancing a jig, the sorts of scenes Britain once witnessed only on occasions such as VE Day.
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Told you it was a good read.
Unbelievable as it was on Tuesday night in the match between Arsenal and Portsmouth not one ENGLISH player was in the starting 22.
I am all for foreign players playing in our leagues but this is ridiculous how does this bode for the future of the national team, in the 6901 games played since the premier leagues conception as far as I know this is the first time this has happened.
It may be that I am over reacting to a one of event, but I don’t think so, unless the FA get involved somehow the future looks bleak for the England team, let them act quickly or a few years down the line I will be saying I told you so, and I would rather be wrong on this particular subject.
