Right.. The Producer has been mithering me for a few weeks to start contributing a blog to the FCUM Radio website. To enable this to happen he’s gone and done a load of fancy pants (to me at any rate) IT type stuff. Mind you the Atari 512ST is till fancy pants to me… so that may not be saying much.
I’ll apologise in advance for all the spelling and typo errors… ‘cos I spell check stuff in the same way that a grizzly bear spellchecks a salmon before it rips it to bits and scoffs it.
I have no idea how often I’ll blog… it might be every day, it might be every other week, it might be every other vernal equinox, or it might be every time summat stupid pops into my head. So we’ll see how it goes.
Sunday night… after a mixed weekend… and I’m caught between trying to shut the events of yesterday at OT out of my mind (LALALA I’m not listening…), and basking in the glow of 3 luvverley points very obligingly gifted to FC by a Frickley team so short on ideas, that if they had any less ideas, they’d be goldfish.
In fact, talking to Chaddy outside the Swan after the game.. he told to me what the Frickley manager was bellowing at his team during the second half… “That’s the problem with my lot.. they think they can come to somewhere like this and play football, but they bloody well can’t !” Apparently he spent most of the game exhorting his players to hump it long into the channels, and actually threatened to substitute any player that attempted to short pass it to one of his own team-mates… I kid you not.
Anyway Chaddy wasn’t bothered… the Frickley bench kept feeding him Haribo’s throughout the match… so he was happy as a pig in the proverbial..
The other thing that happened yesterday was the new issue of UTB on sale. Just one more place where you can see me and others talk a right load of old crap. It’s good crap though… I liked the ‘Top 10 Wilsons’ and that suedeshoes bloke is always worth a quick shuftie.
Giddyness level hovering just above 1 on me Swedenometer today. Can’t wait, but it’s just that little bit too far away for me to get worked up right now. I’m more giddy about the faint prospect of still making the play-offs if I’m honest.
Anyways… I’ll see you all again in a few days… or weeks… or maybe in an hour. Who knows ?