>Off for the weekend

Well guys, I am off for the weekend to Bath to see an old friend. Going to HarbourFest in Bristol and then a gig in the evening. Will be maybe back here for the party next week and then back to Devon (so I get to hear my music again) before heading north to York to see my older sister and hopefully her new-born child.

Life in Reading has been weird. Alot of strung out people now, bored and ready to move on but we’ve had a good time, made new friends and plans for the future. We’ve all agreed there is no way we’re doing this again!!

In the meantime, I am working on a pet project for the boys called The Buffet which will be revealed later this month. A classic in the making.

On the left is something to keep you warm at night. Paolo Rey.

>Little Nas?

>Looks like Amir Khan could be starting on the long destructive road that landed Naseem Hamed in prison.

>The longest running comedy in Europe

Alongside The Mousetrap as the longest running show, Le Tour De France finished up this week. Not only did they ban the favourites before the race started for drugs, the subsequent winner was then banned for testosterone abuse. Of course he argues that he just happens to have unnaturally high levels of the stuff, though particularly at that moment. As per usual, the ‘wholly innocent rider’ had a few unannounced aliments that may have contributed to the miraculously high levels such as a hip operation, a thyroid problem and an issue with keeping a straight face.

>What an Italian Farce

Bloody typical. The greatest scandal to hit the game in years; widespread corruption, from the clubs to the referres through to politicians and on appeal they are basically let off bar Juventus who stay demoted but get a slight points reprieve. For once I want FIFA or UEFA to get involved and punish these clubs for bringing the game into disrepute. Along with the Italian cheating, the diving, the howling of injury etc, Italy adds very little to the game. Fuck’em.

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>European End of season awards – The Guardian

>Best post-match sound bite

Jonathan Woodgate. After waiting 561 days for his Real Madrid debut, Woodgate made his entrance in style – by scoring an own goal and getting sent off. Appearing in the Bernabéu press area, he attended to the local media in Spanish before producing this gem for the English: “Fuck me. Fuck. Ing. Hell. My God. Where do I start? I’m still in shock. An own goal and sent off. What a debut. What a debut! After the own goal and the yellow I was thinking: ‘Jesus Christ, don’t get sent off’, and then I got sent off.”

Most misguided gesture

Getafe president Angel Torres’s suggestion that the club should stand up against racism by coming out for their next match blackened up with boot polish. Well, his heart was in the right place …

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>Classic bit of Guardianism – Rooney’s autobiography

>Rooney himself, of course, hasn’t put pen to paper since the original signature: it is penny-a-liner-to-the-stars Hunter Davies who has spent the last few months navigating Rooney’s hidden shallows. But even such an accomplished practitioner cannot present Rooney as other than dumb as a box of hammers.

His latest “revelation” is that he ran up £700,000 of gambling debts “out of boredom”. Hell, if Rooney reads his own autobiography, there’s no telling what he might do.

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>No Duff deal

Damien Duff signed for us yesterday for a mere £5m. Freddie Shepherd has done it again. Just when you dispair at how shit he is, he pulls this off to give the fans some optimism about the coming season. Add Klose to the front line and we are a European challenging team and a match for anyone.