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Wednesday, 23 April 2014
I know NOTHING about football. I've never played the game, and I've only been to watch a game once.
But I couldn't help noticing today that ALL the papers are filled with tales of the gentleman above. He is called David Moyes, and he's the manager/trainer (I think) of Manchester United Football Club.
So, why's he in the news? Well it seems that his team are completely hopeless and they keep losing matches, so they're sacking him.
Personally, I would look to the team itself. Aren't they the ones who are supposed to score the bloody goals? Surely it's the 'striker' who should be sacked. Either that, or knobble the opposition's goalkeeper.
You can explain to them, till you're blue in the face, how to kick that little ball into that huge net, but if they refuse to do so, whose fault is it? The manager's?
Mr Moyes will leave with a reasonable backhander of £10 million (allegedly) for his dismal failure, and no doubt some other football club will take him on until he's sacked again. As Mr Moyes is Scottish, maybe (hopefully) he'll return north of the border, and put a jinx on one of THEIR piss-poor clubs.
Apparently the Man U share price in New York rocketed at the news of his sacking. Football; dontcha love it!
STORIES NOW SILENCED ..........
*Little did I know that the GIF of a sparkler that I put in my last post
to wish everyone a Happy New Year would have caused so much pain and be so
2 weeks ago
The difference between an optimist and a pessimist, is that the optimist enjoys himself whilst waiting for the inevitable! I AM that optimist!
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I was born just south of London, but for the past 46 years I've lived in S W France. I am a painter by profession, and writer by desire. Lady Magnon and I live in an ancient cottage, in a tiny village, in perfectly tranquil countryside. We have a vegetable garden called 'Haddock's' (this may crop up from time to time), plenty of fruit trees, and a view that takes the breath away; we also have a Border Collie called Billy. I try to treat our planet with respect, and encourage others to do likewise (without preaching).
Contentment is a glass of red, a plate of charcuterie, and a slice of good country bread. Perfect!