A Quickie

The Belfry was tough, very tough, with punishing rough, bunkers with sides like the North face of The Eiger, greens so fast it was like putting on glass. Sunday we all got gloriously pissed and the organisers took every opportunity to take our money...for Charity of course. All in all we raised around £5,000 which The Company will match so £10,000 overall, which is no mean feat. I drove home listening to the England/Croatia match...it was torture but it alone was responsible for keeping me awake at the wheel.

Tonight I appear to have slept for 6 months! I had a small doze when I got in from work...when I woke it was cold, the sky was dark grey, a gale force wind was blowing, and the rain was absolutely torrential....therefore I can only conclude that it is now December and Chrismas is near. Dontcha just love the British Summer? Still, I guess all the health facists who run and hide whenever our nearest star rears its glorious but rare yellow face will be happy, along with those people who moan the minute it hits 70 and like wearing coats all year round. Umbrella anyone......?

Euro 2004 comment

Well done to Sven Fuckwit! Yep, the boy dun well. We played good passing and attacking football, without fear or trepidation and got what we needed to progress to a quarter final match against the hosts Portugal. Wayne Rooney was sheer class, but I hope the media don't pressurise him like they did with Gascoigne and ultimately lead him down a self destructive path in the same way. As for any criticisms, well it would be churlish to pick out any players as they all contributed to an exciting and enthralling game. Anyone notice how when Heskey has no involvement we actually win games?

But before we all start offering Sven a national blow job, lets see if we can get to the semi's and better still win the fucking tournament and add to the pride that the guys who play the game with odd shaped balls bought to us when winning the World Big Peanut Hugging and Egg Chasing Cup.

There, Humble Pie slice well and truly eaten.....happy now?

So,farewell then Spain.....once again the bridesmaid but never the bride. You always promise so much and deliver so little...perhaps our Government could find a role for you? With that pedigree you'd fit perfectly into a role running the UK!

So, farewell then Italy. Once again,you came, you saw, you defended, you bored people and you got your just desserts. Maybe you should look to England to see how sometimes it can be good to attack the opposition (blimey another huge slice of Humble Pie for me please).

Tomorrow night its either Holland or Germany to bite the dust. Holland are probably the better side and for the good of the tournament it would be nice to see them through, although they will be a handful to beat, but Germany are nowhere near the force of old and would dull other teams into submission. Altogether now... Dear Lord, Let Germany lose, let Germany lose, PLEASE LET GERMANY LOSE !

Joke - What do you call an Arsenal fan holding a bottle of Champagne?

.......Waiter!


Later,Grocerjack