I can honestly say it's the first time I've enjoyed an international game in bloody ages. Man of the match. Well, how can you pick but for me it would have to be Walthcock.
Despite the amount of rain over the last month there was very little water on the pitch. A testament to the excellent greensman Roy Edwards. I imagine Roy will be returning to his tiny home tonight with a hop in his step.
So lets start from the beginning. An excellent start from the referee. A coin was tossed. It seemed an incredibly fair way to pick who kicks first. I can imagine with all that testosterone in the air, things could get pretty heated without such a system!!!!!
Before long we saw a goal. It was massive. At one point I thought it hadn't actually gone in the net but it was just the angle of the camera. After the goal, the ball was placed back on the middle ark. BANG! We were off again.
This went for two equal segments of 45 minutes. I'd imagine the bosses had some words to say to their men during the interval as they all ran back on with a spark in their boots.
So a hat-trick for the brits, but for my money Crotia shouldn't even have been allowed one. It could have been two. Luckily it wasn't
Frank Lampard scored a goal that takes me back to the glory days of The Carthorse (Les Ferdinand). It was un-allowed by Cliff Hawthorne. The referee was powerless. I don't know about you but this is just more evidence to suggest a system such as the Swiss "Eye in the sky" or the Belgians "Ear to the ground" techniques to stop foul calls.
So, could this mark a change in fortune for the Brits? If so, who is responsible? The Boss or the Fans?
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I'm sorry, but who are you? You've knocked my love of the beautiful game cock-a-hoop. To think that someone who clearly knows nothing about football can write a blog about it astonishes me. In the words of one of my favorite Dorset United chants: "If you haven't got the apples, don't eat the pears. Swallow my pip, swallow my pip. You might as well, cos your goal has."
I think this write up is refreshingly different to most of the ususal drivel we see on all the football websites and hear Gary Wilmot spurt every week on Match of the Day. They say Football is a game of two halves. What this blog post has shown here is that it can be made ONE with just a bit of honesty. The Brits kicked some wonderful goalies last night. Come on Football!!
football! football! football!
You're not in bloody sunday league now Croatia!
I like football too. If there's anyone else out there who likes football, I'd love to hear from you!!!! :-)
As witty and tongue-in-cheek humour goes, this latest attempt from a truly classless English football fan is nothing short of a bum in the streets chipping his 2pence in. What reads as a pitiful commentary on the match not only stirs anger within that I haven't felt in years, but also propels the exact portrayal of the English fan that has been commented on recently in the media - lacking in pride, humility or brains. Regardless of the flurry of spelling and grammatical errors, this blog makes me dread people thinking we were both fans. You were probably one of the ones booing at the Andorra match. Whether the change in our national team is the fans or the boss it certainly is not you.
I think the best result here is for that of Football Literature. I am always partial to a bit of down-the-pub football banter. But secretly I can't follow the conversation and just wing it. Finally, we have a talent who can explain the bootiful game in words we can all understand.
This RSS feed is definitely in my top 5.
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To clarify footballs -
firstly a) goalies can also touch on the ball with their hands. It's not always kicking that will be the success of their particular position.
b) second, it often rains which - of course - makes it very hard for techniques and technology that is from the Swiss and Belgians to operate in those conditions. So the referee is still a great idea. I think also cheaper because they do not need power or cameras etc. The referees do not touch the ball with either hands or feet, though I bet this has happened by accident in an occasion or so!
3) And this is really just an idea, what about if the fans elected a boss as well? He could be in charge of the fans like the other boss would be in charge of the players - I bet all my money that they would have some great conversations to improve our English footballs no end. Fans.
You Sir, are a mug. A skidmark on the face of football. I suggest that you rod off swiftly.
Do you know anything about football? I was there and believe me you were at a different game! As Nobby Stiles once said "if you want to write about the beautiful game at least smell the ball".
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