Fridge – The Sun
track from the new Fridge. hopefully its leaked soon *hides*
Shearwater – Nobody
from last year’s stellar Palo Santo. Have to thank the great guys over at daytrotter for this mp3.
A Day In Black And White – There Are Objects And Objects
post-hardcore band, sort of like where Fugazi would be right about now. nice stuff.
listening to: Ida – The Braille Night
so mourinho comes up with the “theory” that referees are inclined to not give penalties to opposing teams against united while at the same time depriving chelski of legitimate penalties.
when i saw the interview, it really did seem that maureen had a touch of the keegan there. are the excuses coming out now in full flow when his duller-then-watching-paint-dry team can’t do anymore than huff and puff at tyneside?
there is undoubtedly a big four bias amongst the referees. united, chelsea, liverpool, arsenal, we all get decisions for us when we shouldn’t and vice versa, no team gets “more” decisions then the others so to speak.
yeah, heinze’s challenge on shelton against sheffield united was a stonewall penalty. but, in mourinho’s blindness and idiocy, he’s declined to comment on the poor position styles was in to give the penalty. he also promptly forgot to mention that we should’ve had a penalty too considering how chris morgan was manhandling rooney’s boobs. but no! there’s a conspiracy! omg!
this coming from a guy whose team consists of the famed volleyball player john terry, not mention the shirt grabbing antics of one ricardo carvalho. 3 penalties have been given against united at old trafford this season, NONE, i repeat, NONE have been given at stamford bridge against the mighty chavs.
as much as i dislike mourinho, i always thought he was interesting despite his initially cuntish statements and occasional blinkered bullshit. but all possible respect for this twat has now disappeared.
a couple of weeks ago he came out and insinuated that ronaldo dives and wins penalties. well, i wouldn’t say he “doesn’t” dive, but he does it far far less then most people would believe. also, its rich that mourinho comes out and makes that statement. the man whose porto team indulged in every single aspect of stimulation and cheating when they played the UEFA cup final against Celtic a couple of years ago.
a man whose current team consists of:
joe cole: the guy who may very well be along with robben one of the worst quasi-thespians on the planet
arjen robben: diver and simulation expert. falls whenever possible and normally doesn’t mind making the most out of non-existant tackles
didier drogba: the man who last season used to dive so frequently that even chelsea fans turned on him! how fucked up do you have to be to have not only your fans turn on you, but also the plastics!!!
shaun wright phillips: aspires to be as good (or bad) at diving as the likes of joe cole and arjen robben. though still somewhat of an amateur, he seems to be learning quite well
now, in all honesty, if they cheat and dive its something i can live with. football’s a professional game and worth millions, so as with every other profession, under-handed tactics will eventually creep in.
but what my issue is, are the absolutely despicable displays of hypocrisy by “the special one”. nothing, nothing is worse then hypocrisy.
here’s to your pathetic ass being whooped by liverpool in the CL, by us in the league and in the FA Cup final.
the fingers collide,
as the divisions arise,
a marked decline in our
sullen, morose
mortality
you are but a whisper,
on this deceased ocean of sand,
as sand dunes thrust
and calmly blind,
our very
eyes
this is that cloudy day,
when all your glory dies,
clandestine, she sang for us
athena! our legs trampled
and born unto ash
our words mingle and fly,
like birds in an autumn sky,
your affliction, surreal;
for seraphs will saunter
to your grainy life,
and you too,
will pass
listening to: Butcher Boy – Profit In Your Poetry
the last season of south park was very very dull, and i honestly thought that the days of inventive, caustic mixed with toilet humour days of south park were done.
thankfully, i was wrong. the 5 episodes so far have been absolutely hilarious 
roma tonight. hopefully fergie gets the tactics right. either way, its “squeaky-bum time”.
here you go, one of the funniest things ever.
if you’ve watched 300, you’ll enjoy it even more. if you haven’t and plan to, you can still go ahead and not be drained of whatever level of excitement you may possess (though, you might end up laughing at impromptu moments when you get round to watching the movie)
listening to: The Field – From Here We Go To Sublime
scholes you fecking numpty!!!
the epitomy of a crappy tackler, paul scholes (also one of the greatest and heavily underrated central midfielders to ever grace the game) managed to get himself sent off with two stupid tackles. the first one yellow was for an aptly ridiculous challenge and the second one was equally silly.
i do think that some common sense could’ve been used by the ref, considering how scholes’ last challenge had resulted in a yellow and that this tackle (if you want to stretch the limitation of the word) was hardly malicious or cynical, but in all fairness i guess you can’t complain.
a minute or two before half time, taddei scores with the aid of a heavy deflection.
half time, and there’s crowd trouble. coupled with the psychological blow (pun intended), united fans were no suffering from the heavy handed beatings carried out by those utter fuckers parading as riot police.
this is what happened:
roma fans taunted and abused the united fans, throwing bottles and what not, and then they run towards the perspex board and start kicking it and all, in an effort to evoke a reaction from the united fans.
now, before those who go on and say “oh they should’ve been men”, for fuck sake. your team’s just conceded a goal, you’re down to 10 men and pissed off partly at scholes and at the ref, and then these cunts try to rile you up (which is their right, to be honest. but should they have really run 20 odd yards towards the barrier?!).
now, the stewards step in and guide the roma fans back to where they’re supposed to be, and they all calm down save a couple and trot back.
stewards also step in on the united side and everything’s calm.
shit. apologies.
riot police steps in on the united side and starts beating the shit out of every poor sod they can fucking find! they’re shoving women away, beating up fans already laid out on the ground and apparently incapacitated. one fan’s head was bleeding like it’d just been cracked open.
absolutely atrocious scenes, coming from a city whose mayor had just a day before whinged about how united had passed on “be careful” as their requisite travel guide to all travelling united fans.
they were beating up fans who were walking away, or helping friends get back to their feet, or those that were just defenseless and seeking no provocation!
anyway, second half begins and roma try to finish off the tie and come close to doing so (on an occasion), till a poor totti freekick collected by vds goes out to ronaldo.
who then starts running and beats three defenders before laying it out on solskjaer on the right wing who crosses a delicious ball.
step up wayne rooney.
insteading of heading it, or striking it first time, he calmly chests it to the chagrin of mexes i think, and then slots the ball with power past the hapless doni.
1-1.
GET. THE. FUCK. IN.
oh wait, bugger, mancini strikes the ball beautifully and vds just fists it into the path (sort of) of vucinic. the bastards finds his feet quickly and sends the ball past vds before he can even say “oops.” great finish.
2-1. final.
a good result in all honesty considering how we could’ve gone down 3-1 or not scored at all. thankfully, we now have the all-important away goal. great performance from the guys, though they could’ve eased the nerves with some better defending in terms of sorting out opposing attacks from the start.
next week, tuesday, united v roma at OT. hopefully the crowd steps up a notch like it did against the game in blackburn and actually act as a 12th man for united.
fergie will prolly play fletcher in midfield 
. we need park! he can play on the right, ronaldo on the left and giggs and carrick linking up in midfield. park can do it for us, tho if fergie wants to play on the backfoot and look for a 1-0 or 2-0 then he’ll prolly go for fletcher. fuck. we cannot go for a 1-0. we need to play on the attack through and nab as many as we can.
anyway, the way the rome police behaved was ludicrous. unfortunately, nothing will happen. michel platini, stop with your bullshit attempts to mess with the UCL and GET TO SORTING THIS OUT.
but it won’t happen will it.
ah well, come on united!
“I SAW MY MATE THE OTHER DAY,
HE SAID HE SAW THE WHITE PELE
SO I ASKED, WHO IS HE,
HE GOES BY THE NAME OF WAYNE ROONEY,
WAYNE ROONEY, WAYNE ROONEY,
GOES BY THE NAME OF WAYNE ROONEY”
i.cannot.stop.dancing(somewhat).to.this.
single of the year? probably.
fucking. hell.
apologies, i must now clean up my drool.
