Jah Lush

Hey! What'd I do? Doh!

Dear ratty, might I suggest you invest in a dishwasher. And, well, let's face it the choice is yours. If Sunday pub lunches extended till about seven in the evening I'd probably go myself on the odd occasion.

Charge as much you as you bloody well like you won't get me drinking that bloody lager piss.

So McLaren and the England team got lucky with the results at the weekend. But I can still see us screwing it all up by losing on Wednesday night. Snatching defeat from the jaws of victory so to speak. Am I being a tad pessimistic here? England 1 Croatia 2

Ye Gods! Is nothing sacRED.

FFS! I don't understand why people want to eat a roast dinner in a pub on a Sunday. The food is usually finished by three or four o'clock and the standard isn't that great and everywhere is packed. Personally I never fancy eating a roast until about five anyway and it's long gone by then. If you're going to be so picky about what you and your kids want to eat on a Sunday, cook the damned thing yourself. It's not that difficult.

He he he - Fun Boy 3. Here we go again. Our Lips Are Sealed

I doubt it and I sincerely hope not. What's wrong with the England management set-up is that it's the wrong way round. Venables should be in charge with McLaren underneath him. As for Steve Bruce, well he's obviously surplus to requirements at Birmingham once this takeover goes through so he might as well go somewhere where he's wanted.

Prince Charles is visiting an Edinburgh hospital. He enters a ward full of patients with no obvious sign of injury or illness and greets one. The patient replies: "Fair fa your honest sonsie face, Great chieftain o the puddin race, Aboon them a ye take yer place, Painch, tripe or thairm, As langs my airm." Charles is confused, so he just grins and moves on to the next patient. The patient responds: "Some hae meat an canna eat, And some wad eat that want it, But we hae meat an we can eat, So let the Lord be thankit." Even more confused, and his grin now rictus-like, the Prince moves on to the next patient, who immediately begins to chant: "Wee sleekit, cowerin, timrous beasty, O the panic in thy breasty, Thou needna start awa sae hastie, Wi bickering brattle." Now seriously troubled, Charles turns to the accompanying doctor and asks "Is this a psychiatric ward?" "No," replies the doctor, "this is the serious Burns unit."

pavilioncafe Wrote: You lot are tough. How very dare you.(6) That's an unbelievable sweeping generalisation there pavilioncafe. I'm big old softie I am.:))

Surely you mean the uncensored copy? Jimi Hendrix - Electric Ladyland

Me me me. I remember that one Nero. Good tune, took me back there for a while. Here's another bit of old gold. Fun Boy Three - The Lunatics Have Taken Over The Asylum

I'm loving that Bike Sex Man story Mockers. I was having a bit of a miserable morning until I read that. "A bit of a misunderstanding after he'd had too much to drink." Hilarious.

He Bangs The Drums

Keef Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > I remember Alan Hansen saying the best advice he > could give to a kid was when you first start > kicking a ball against a wall, make sure you kick > it just as many times with your weaker foot, and > force yourself to be 2 footed. That's good advice. It's exactly what I did when I was a young lad wanting to be a footballer.

Jamma Wrote: > Plus the dark haired girl (the boss's daughter?) > is hot. Right, that settles it. I'll be in this weekend for my pound of flesh.

Hmmm...well there is a certain element of that no doubt about it but I also think that some teams have too many foreign players in their side and perhaps there should be a cap of some sort as to how many foreign players you can field in your side in a match. This has been discussed in Italy as well for quite some time now and FIFA have been looking into it too. Then again there are certain laws of employment and movement in the European Union to take into account as well and such a thing is illegal. Having said that I think you pointed out very well in an earlier post that if you can't learn from the example that is set by great players like Bergkamp and Zola etc, not just about skills but diet and how to conduct yourself on and off the pitch as well then there isn't much hope for us is there. There are too many British players like Anton "you staring at my watch mate" Ferdinand who looked a good prospect when he started out but as soon as he starts earning a few bob and starts hanging around crappy nightclubs and acting flash with a 60 grand watch on his arm and driving around in a Baby Bentley think they've made it.

Good man. No wonder you're proud of him. He sounds like a fine player in the making. The importance of playing with both feet cannot be understated. When I was a lad I'd practice with my other foot constantly to get it as good as the other one. Sometimes going through whole training sessions just to familarise the left foot with the ball to get it to be able to do the things that came naturally with my right.

Maybe they were inspired by the Best Place To Pull in East Dulwich thread that was on here a while back.

Good call Mockney, haven't heard that in ages. Here's another single taken from the same album. Lush - Single Girl

Exactly, learning skills and tricks should be of the utmost importance. At the same time you've got to know how look after yourself and knowing how to evade a tackle with alertness and skill with a dummy here or a shimmy there is what it's all about. The art of dribbling seems to have gone out of the game. Apart from the likes of Ronaldo, Lennon and Wright-Phillips how often do you see old fashioned wing play whereby the attacker takes on defenders before crossing or scoring? Not much. Kids should be learning the basic skills, control and touch, passing and movement. What Arsenal do now started out in life as what the great Spurs teams of the 50s and early 60s were doing except it was called push and run in those days and of course there is the element of Dutch total football thrown in as well.

Exile On Main St

as the queue got longer

Barry Exile

I wasn't really condoning the hardman thing Citizen. I'm all for the beautiful game, that's what it's all about and why I admire Arsenal's play so much. It was the going down like a dying swan (see Didier Drogba) that I'm opposed too. George Best was considered too small when he first started out and was a genius, certainly one of the all-time greats. I was a Palace junior myself for a short while and played for south London and trained at Spurs too when I was a boy but once I discovered sex & drugs & rock n'roll it was all over for me.