Month: November 2007
When you wake up and find that Mr Sheen is now running the country…
But in all seriousness, this recent election is once again proof positive that Australians do not vote in a government, they merely vote out one that they’ve tired of.
And why is that? Well, in the case of John Howard, our former Prime Minister, it’s mainly because nobody likes hiring someone who isn’t going to finish the job… or worse, hand over the reigns to their underqualified and unpopular understudy. Read the rest of this entry »
It’s another night to raise the question of what is wrong with sporting professionals in this world.
The LA Galaxy (football team from America’s Major League Soccer) are in town with their marquee signing, David Beckham, for an exhibition match with Sydney FC.
And as the A-League has been advertising this season… 90 minutes, 90 emotions.
But boy, didn’t we run the gamut. Read the rest of this entry »
My life seems to be defined by a number of things, but like so many other people, there are songs that help us remember times, events and people.
The previous ‘Soundtrack…’ post finished off with the end of my first year of university, the end of innocence and the start of a period of self discovery.
And why is that? Well, it all had to do with a redhead… Read the rest of this entry »
Every so often people will post comments on this blog for something that I’ve posted.
Sometimes it’s funny, such as Yvette’s ‘Internet Police’ comment to the ‘Weapon toting Leprechaun‘.
Sometimes it’s a nice tip of the hat, such as Hitesha’s comment about my ‘Crossroads‘ post… even nicer since it’s come from a complete stranger from afar.
And of course, there’s the mountain of spam, automatically condemned to digital purgatory.
But then you get those who feel that they have to post comments that area akin to a waste of time, words, energy and oxygen. Thankfully, my blog has been one where, so far, I’ve not had to censor myself or any of the comments people have posted.
That is… until today… Read the rest of this entry »
England have failed to qualify for Euro 2008… and this is as it should be. Their smug expectation to qualify simply because they are ‘England’ is as appalling as Alvaro Recoba’s comment about Uruguay having a divine right to go to the world cup.
Sorry mate, but all you had a divine right to was a trip back home in Economy Class.
But the best comments have come from my mate Ashley, who has kindly given permission for me to repost his comments on England’s pitiful performance and why they’re going to have a future of continued underwhelming performances.
Tonight I saw something that always makes me sick, as a player and as a referee.
Players with delusions of adequacy lashing out because they lack either the physical skill or mental toughness to weather the slings and arrows of competitive sport. People that think that you need to throw punches in order to ‘defend yourself’.
Neanderthals. Knuckle draggers. Shaved apes.
But sadly, this mentality is not limited to the sporting arena. Australia is full of people whose lives are built on base level behaviour. The rule of the mob. The lowest common denominator.
So… what can be done about it? Read the rest of this entry »
As anyone that reads this blog will know, I’m a fan of Californication.
What you may not know, is that I’m also a fan of the band, Red Hot Chili Peppers.
What’s one got to do with the other? Well, the first album that they recorded after the return of their prodigy guitarist, John Frusciante, was also called Californication. The title track on said album was also released as a single… with a pretty cool CGI film clip to go with it.
And it seems that the boys in RHCP are a little ticked that someone else used ‘Californication’… so much so that they’ve unleashed that unholiest of hell-spawn… the lawyers. Read the rest of this entry »