9th Jan 2007 The good news is that I finally heard back from them today. It seems that their webmaster has been unable to either moderate the site nor reply to email for some time due to an illness in his family. I'm really happy to report that he's assured me that Blue Kipper do not tolerate racism and he's told the offender who posted the racist content not to bother contacting them again. Apologies for any inconvenience caused to both my readers and Blue Kipper, which is an excellent site. 29th Nov 2006 Cat's arse mouth Fergie can make as many excuses as he likes about how they thrashed us in the first half but the fact is that his team couldn't beat Chelsea in spite of the fact that they were at home and had the dubious benefit of 78,000 monkeys screaming abuse at the Champions. The trouble with Man U is that they think they're much better than they actually are, a fatal flaw by any standards. Fuck off, Utd ! 22nd May 2006 On a more sobering note, I was desperately sorry to see "Sir"
Kenneth Bates' Leeds humiliated by lowly Watford at Cardiff yesterday. True fans of football will be mourning the fact that they will have to somehow get through next season without
whippet-loving, flat cap-wearing northern monkeys cluttering up the Premiership with their nonsense. Fuck off, Leeds !
13th February 2006 I mention this because it bought back memories of my own playing days with the now sadly defunct Acton Villa, when I had the misfortune to share the park with the odious Dr Les. I played in goal and Les played in "any fucking position I fancy", i.e. he would start at right back, but as soon as the whistle blew he would take off like a fucking labrador, only at an eighth of the speed, chasing the ball all over the pitch with complete disregard for discipline and logic. As a result I often found my defence riddled with holes that the opposition would only too happily exploit. The results were predictable and 11-0 drubbings were not unusual. Naturally words were exchanged between Les and myself on a regular basis. I distinctly remember one occasion where, as I picked the ball out of the net for the tenth time in an hour, Les stood over me yelling "even a fucking donkey could have saved that". Naturally my reply was that it took one donkey to recognise another, and that moreover he was a cunt. I then hoofed the ball angrily up the pitch and got on with the game. Unfortunately this exchange was not enough for a man of Les' calibre. The next time he got the ball he turned towards me and deliberately shot past me into the goal, thus making the score 11-0. The reason ? He was in a foul temper because he knew he was shit and the whole thing had been his fault. I can honestly say that Les came closer to death at that moment than he has ever been in his worthless life. To change to a more pleasant subject: Chelsea got hammered by Boro on Saturday. Who cares ? Not people who've supported Chelsea for longer than nine months. In fact it will remind them of the good old days, as it did me. I can only see pluses from this result. Mourinho is far too cocky and so are most of the players. It's boring and requires no character to follow a club that wins everything with little or no competition. Another bonus is that this reverse will relieve Chelsea of thousands of their newer "fans", who will be frantically digging out and ironing the Man U shirts they hid in the cupboard when Chelsea won the title. Good news all round, in fact. 3rd October 2005 I was struck by how the looks on the faces of the scallywags in the Kop as they filed towards the exit almost exactly matched those of their elder brothers at Stamford Bridge on the 26th of January 1997, when Chelsea, 2-0 down against the scousers at half time in the 4th round of the FA Cup, came back from the dead to rout them 4-2 in one of the finest comeback victories ever seen. This latest victory must be added to the list of my most cherished moments in football, for which I really should thank Liverpool Football Club and their superb army of petty crim.. er I mean fans. I should, but I won't. Fuck off, Liverpool ! 21st September 2005 The second item for discussion is the plummetting attendance figures this season. I was first surprised and then concerned when I heard a radio advert announcing the availability to the general public of tickets for the recent Champions League match at Stamford Bridge; one would have thought that these would have been like gold dust, remembering how only two seasons ago I had to queue for five hours to guarantee my seat in the greatest cup competition on earth. Some among the media are claiming that the reason for the decline is that football has become less exciting, with fewer goals because teams are increasingly concentrating on defence. The papers this morning are full of rebuttals from footballers, managers and chairmen, who claim that football in this country is as exciting as ever and that we're being offered the best product around. I actually agree with that, but I don't think it's a lack of excitement that's causing the falling attendances. I think the real reason is that fans are finally twigging to the fact that they're being robbed and are consequently voting with their feet. Call me controversial if you like, but I reckon it's a scandal that it costs between £45 and £60 to watch football at Chelsea. Even more of a scandal is that the main reason for the huge prices is that in some cases very average footballers are demanding and getting £50,000 plus per week, with others on more than twice that amount. You would think that for this kind of money they would be able to at least set a good example to the kids who idolise them, but they can't even do that. In the main they're spoilt, juvenile egomaniacs who show nothing but contempt for the people who provide them with an obscenely high standard of living. The ray of hope on the horizon is that this state of affairs can't possibly continue for much longer. Can it ? 22nd August 2005 Previous rants
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Everton Fan Site Not Shite At All Shocker
Some readers will have seen a couple of articles I wrote last week on an Everton site called Blue Kipper which had featured some racist content. I had contacted them several times but had received no answer so I took to trashing them here.
Man Utd Still Shit Shocker
A stunning moral victory over upstarts Man U at Old Trafford on Sunday has virtually handed a record third title in a row to the Boys in Blue. The Champions of England stuck it to them in the second half when it counted and now it's all over bar the crying.
Champions Of England
Regardless of the fact that Chelsea have hugely more resources than most other
clubs and therefore they have an unfair advantage, it's still a fantastic achievement for the Club to have won two titles on the bounce. Maybe you can buy one title, but
two on the trot is a different thing altogether. Just ask Blackburn, who won it with the help of Jack Walker's cash but if memory serves me correct were nearly relegated the
following season. Congratulations to JT and his merry men - Chelsea, Champions of England.
At Last, Something Worth Talking About
For the first time in months I feel like putting pen to paper. What has piqued my interest is the behaviour of small club Tottenham's centre-forward, Mido, at the African Nations Cup. You will no doubt be aware that, while playing for Egypt in the semi-final, he was called off the pitch for being rubbish. He retorted by publically calling the Egyptian national coach a donkey. He also had to be restrained by both the ref and his own players from physically attacking the coach. Superb by any standards, and a man after my own heart. The coach's reply that it was, in fact, Mido who was the donkey put the icing on the cake and elicited tears of laughter chez Priesty.
Scouser, Scouser, Lock Up Your Car
A 4-1 thrashing at Anfield should put paid to Liverpool's inflated view of themselves as Premiership challengers to the Mighty Blues. How Liverpool won the Champions League is a mystery that may never be solved, and no clues were forthcoming during a game that even a neutral would have said was almost completely one-sided. The amusing thing is that dotty spaniard Rafa reckons that Liverpoo are serious contenders, but seven points from six games isn't exactly the sign of a form team - even small club rascals Rottenham are doing better !
We'll Be Running Round Tottenham With Our Haddocks Hanging Out
I know, I've been a bit quiet lately. Apologies to loyal readers who must be bored with continually visiting the site only to find no updates, but frankly not much has happened in the world of football over the last few weeks that has piqued my interest. Until today, that is. There are two items for discussion: firstly the unfortunate pasting of our north London "rivals" Rottenham Hotspurs by third division Grimsby in the Carling Cup (cue laughter). This, and the fact that they've never come higher than seventh in the Premiership, should finally put paid to Rottenham's patently ludicrous claim that they are a big club.
Still Champions
The 2005-2006 season is now well and truly under way, and how delighted plucky Rottenham Hotspurts' fans will be with the news that Spurts are being lauded to the high heavens by the gentlefolk of the media for having taken such a firm grasp of the Premiership reins. It seems only yesterday that some of the crueller pundits were pointing out that plucky Rottenham had never come higher than seventh in the whole history of the Premiership, and now look - they are TOP, after only TWO GAMES ! This proves beyond all doubt that a small club can make a go of life in the top flight. I tell you this, sports fans: Chelsea will have to do a bit better than beating lowly Arsenal by a single goal if they're going to put in a realistic challenge to Rottenham this season.
