31st July 2001 Good Riddance ? So, it's goodbye, then, Frank Leboeuf. Although you provided us with some capital entertainment during your shruggy, Gallic sojourn at Stamford Bridge, you turned out to be a bit of a twatty, motormouthy sort of dude. Dr Les seems to think otherwise, judging by his latest outburst... 19th July 2001 Summer Of Love ? Dr Les is mellowing in his old age. He's holding out the olive branch to the people he feels he may have upset with his recent stomach-turning outbursts (that's everyone, then - Ed), and he appears even to have changed his mind about Gus Poyet's defection to the enemy. Or has he ? 18th July 2001 Priesty 1 Mammon 0 For obvious reasons it's been a quiet time on the football front recently, hence the lack of updates. There is some good news, though: you may be pleased to hear that this site is going back to it's roots by becoming free of all commercial ties, including the hideous advertising banners that presently clutter up the place. It will take me a while to get rid of all the banners, but they will go, starting with this page. I've done this for two main reasons, the first being that the organisation who supplied me with the banner ads (The Total Football Network) has gone out of business. The second and main reason is that my site professes to be a refuge from the commercial interests that are shafting football, while the first thing you see on the page is an advert. I've been becoming increasingly uncomfortable with this hypocrisy, and the news of TFN's demise has given me the impetus I needed to cut all commercial ties. I never went in to the banner ad game to make a fortune, which is just as well because I haven't even made enough to cover my costs. I've had countless offers from all sorts of organisations offering ways to "enhance the revenue potential" of the site, but I've fucked them all off because I'm doing this for the love of it, not to make money. Now is the time to put my lack of money where my mouth is, so to speak. No fucker likes banner adverts, so why should I foist them on you poor buggers ? Fear not: I will continue to provide the usual dodgy service to Chelsea fans, aided and abetted by some excellent contributions from characters like Dr Les, Nialli and Klaus. I hope that you will stick with me, as I believe that I'm offering a service that the official site can't provide, and that is an independent, fan's eye view of the proceedings. I answer to nobody, and will continue to provide a counterpoint to the often highly dubious PR put out by the official site as long as people want to come and listen to it. Long live Chelsea Football Club and all who sail in her... 3rd July 2001 Take The Test Having digested the responses to his summing up of the Wise and Poyet moves, Dr Les would like all my readers to take a simple test, which is designed to sort the Men and the Boys into their respective ranks. I won't tell you into which category I fall. Suffice to say that my shorts pockets now contain: a matchbox with a dead beetle inside; a conker; some of those bloody little twists of paper that explode when thrown on the floor in front of unsuspecting park bench occupiers; a small container of potty putty; a catapult; a fluff-covered, half-sucked toffee; a pair of novelty sunglasses fitted with windscreen wipers, and a biro that has leaked out all its ink. Need I go on ? 2nd July 2001 The Other Side Of The Coin ? The Voice of the East Stand, Klaus, has his own slant on the ramblings of Dr Les, and has sent a reply to Les' latest rant. Seconds out, round one...

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