Listened to a phone in on radio 2 yesterday about an asian lad being pushed off a train by business men, because he might be a terrorist. During the debate I did think, about time someone sold some see-thru rucksacks.
I don't understand your confusion. Clearly he's sorry if that picture turns out to be a 40-year-old former Chelsea, Liverpool and Rangers defensive midfielder. Having spent quite some time inspecting the picture I have concluded that his fears may not prove to be as unfounded as they at first appeared
I remember him at Chelsea - the kind of player labelled as a "good, honest professional" when no-one can think of anything else to say - the "what you see, is what you get kind of player". Is this what you're alluding to Sax Machine, or is it just the lovely sound of the word. If you're looking for a more racist\NF footballing reference, then perhaps doing a Dixon may be more appropriate. Co-incidentally - didn't he play alongside Glen Hoddle in his last season in the way that some good-looking women have a plainer friend to make them look even more physically attractive - looking at that BBC link just made me think of that. Thanks for the pic - it certainly got a laugh in the Moomin household.
I love it. I want to let you keep hypothesising but i think your efforts warrant my giving you the truth. A spackman is a metaphor for a post that's effectively already been done. Saying something someone's already said or telling a joke or announcing a news story that's already been told/announced. It has to do with the Spackman story, when he was sacked from Barnsley and people announced it on a certain message board about 3/4 times during the day, each as if they were the first to do so.
I worked in next once during a sale. Every customer had to be given transparent bags. Such a trusting lot we were! Mind you, with the number of chavs we got in, perhaps it was prudent, although I did get rather upset when a colleague came up to me and asked if i'd seen a black man wandering around. I was too busy keeping my eyes on the bloke in the chelsea shirt to be stereotyping
He was probably talking about Chelsea, Arkansas or something. We can come up with our own songs, thank you very much!
Chelsea Hotel, NYC actually. The song was purportedly about Janis Joplin. Talk about uncultured numpties!
And yet there is a link there..perhaps it's because most American's could associate Chelsea with the Chelsea Hotel, or President Clinton' s daughter but wouldn't be aware of an area of London and a (non-US) world famous football club that we are in the mess that leaves people so desperate as to plant bombs to provoke an atmosphere of xenophobia and racist\religous intolerance - oops sorry, little glimpse of Jose Mourinho's tactic's for next season. Is that western uncultured numpties, Jon? Sax Machine, will you be visiting the fair city in April for when we do the double and clinch re-promotion to the Premiership - yeh, I know I'm deluding myself but that's what being a fan is all about. And Blackie, I must have headed a football thousands of times - when I first started in the sixties it was the old leather football with laces that is now leading to all the compensations claims from the old pro's for brain damage, and it has done me......(loses attention, and wanders off...)
Yep, I plan to go to norwich. It'll not be the easy trip of the road from cambridge since i'll be in Guildford at the time but I do intend to go. And you'll be gracing Shepherds Bush with your presence I take it?
Family commitments means that Moominmamma and myself can rarely go to the matches together, so its been a few years since it was worth while investing in season tickets. However, the company I work for is one of the Canaries corporate sponsors and there's always a few tickets home and away up for grabs, so don't rule us out yet. If nothing else, I've always wanted to see Shepherd's Bush in October, (heads another soggy leather football, nope, no brain damage here!) Good luck to the hoops in all the other 44 games - I think they were the first team I saw Norwich play, back in 1965 - all I remember of the game was the blueness of the hoops and the yellow and green and the sheer adrenalin rush and excitement - it was a 0-0 draw as well.
