Tuesday, December 27, 2011
Unbeaten in seven
Watford have not lost since the day of my birthday party when my 'Boro friend John came and delighted in seeing his team triumph 1-0 at home. It had been a mixed handful of games before that, with wins punctuating away defeats in "the most competitive league" in the country (TM). Since then, however, it has been mostly draws that have kept us unbeaten and as a consequence we have hardly moved in terms of relative league position. On Boxing Day we went one up but were held by Cardiff on Malky's first return. Clearly, if we keep this up, we will finish exactly where I predicted. I've still yet to go this season, though. Mediocrity rarely felt so rewarding.
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Tuesday, December 13, 2011
Sunday, September 11, 2011
Sofa so mediocre
Sean Dyche's reign did not begin well but a first win of the season yesterday at the Madjeski has added a tint of blue to the stratosphere. Hammered by West Ham in a game I was refused permission by my wife from going to, it took a draw that felt like a point won at home to Birmingham before the international break for The 'Orns to feel like the fates were not against them.
15th, this season, I reckon and I'm not sure I'll get to any of them now the next Watford Boy is here.
15th, this season, I reckon and I'm not sure I'll get to any of them now the next Watford Boy is here.
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Wednesday, July 06, 2011
Monday, April 25, 2011
The run-in
I am back in Britain and made the Vic one of my first stop-offs for the Hull match, which we lost 2-1. Since then we have drawn 2-2 at home to Norwich and an Elland Road game finished the same. On Good Friday, captain John Eustace scored after 43 seconds to win the home game against Barnsley and today we lost 4-2 after twice being ahead at Leicester.
Entrenched firmly in mid-table, there is little for Watford to play for when soon-to-be-champions QPR visit next Saturday. I may go but Joss has now established himself at the back of the ground with some friends and the youngest Watford Boy will not be born for three more months. I warned in the last entry that my football blog may be coming to a close. With Joss' evolution that time seems to be upon me.
Entrenched firmly in mid-table, there is little for Watford to play for when soon-to-be-champions QPR visit next Saturday. I may go but Joss has now established himself at the back of the ground with some friends and the youngest Watford Boy will not be born for three more months. I warned in the last entry that my football blog may be coming to a close. With Joss' evolution that time seems to be upon me.
Monday, January 03, 2011
In Spirit
I may be 11,358 miles away (or 13 hours ahead) but enjoy the news of Watford's fifth straight win (2-1 at Scunthorpe) and seventh game without defeat. Three wins out of three in December (snow prevented matches) - beating Sven's Leicester 3-2 at home; inflicting QPR's first league defeat of the season (3-1 at Loftus Road); thrashing protion-chasing Cardiff 4-1 at the Vic - have been followed by a 3-0 over Portsmouth before this latest triumph. We are top scorers in the division and now have the prospect of suffering for our success: Burnley are sniffing after our manager and I'm sure there will be bids for top-scorer Danny Graham. As is pointed out with crushing regularity at this time of year, we are "a selling club".
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Friday, December 31, 2010
Beer as art
My twenty four weeks in London were an extension of an on-going period of time-off that began in China, October 2008, and saw me washing down and then writing down the beers I came across. Half of my London goal, then, was to drink as many different beers – and more specifically ales – as I could. My main limitation was not financial, temporal or biological but merely the monotony of choice in many of the pubs I visited. Invariably, in those tied-houses, I would have a half and move on in search of greater diversity.
Variety is limited in the lager world; I supped more than fifty in London and another forty or so in a handful of other countries and – bar the demarcation between wheat and non-wheat ones – would have trouble distinguishing many of them. Not so with British real ales. In the three hundred plus pubs I visited (and with some bottled beers too), I managed just short of 300. Proud as I was of enjoying 107 different beers in 2009, the addition of real ale varieties took me over 400 discrete beers in 2010, a number I can’t see myself surpassing this year.
I list the ales here because, after all, that is what writing them down is about. Before that though, two things. First I recommend Morocco by Daleside brewery as my favourite: spicy and full-bodied. Great in the summer and probably equally suited to the winter. Second, I laid claim during my summer of ale to this being a type of performance art, an observation met with scorn by one of my mates in particular (“Well, he’s a lager drinker,” it was said of him). So, if I cannot be said to be a performance artist for managing 300 pubs and 400 beers in 2010, perhaps we can agree on a simpler term: "p. artist" will do.
Happy New Year all.
297 Ales
1. Acorn Old Moor Porter
2. Adnams Bitter
3. Adnams Southwold Stout
4. Adnams Broadside
5. Adnams East Green Carbon Neutral
6. Adnam’s Explorer
7. Adnams Regatta
8. Adnams Ghost Ship
9. Adnam’s Gunhill (good spicy beer)
10. Anglo Dutch Kletsman
11. Arram Dark
12. Badger England’s Gold
13. Badger Fursty Ferret
14. Badger First Gold
15. Badger Golden Champion
16. Badger Golden Glory
17. Badger Original Ale
18. Banks’s UCB
19. Bank Top Dark Mild
20. Barnsley Gold
21. Bass
22. Bateman’s GHA
23. Bateman’s XXXB
24. Bateman Victory Ale
25. Batemans Valiant
26. Bath ales Ginger Hare
27. Bath ales Barnstormer
28. Bath ales Gem
29. Battledown Natural Selection
30. B&T Phantom Thirst
31. Beartown
32. Black Beauty Porter
33. Black Sheep
34. Black Sheep Gold Sheep
35. Boddingtons
36. Brain’s Dark
37. Brains SA
38. Brain’s Monty’s Magic
39. Brains Steam Wagon
40. Brain’s SA Gold
41. Brain’s Merlin’s Oak
42. Brains (Buckley) Reverend James
43. Brakspear EPA
44. Brakspear bitter
45. Brakspear Oxford Gold
46. Brakspear Triple
47. Brew Dog Punk IPA
48. Brooklyn Brewery
49. Burton Bridge Kingsway
50. Bushy’s Piston Brew
51. Butcombe Bitter
52. Cairgorm Black Gold
53. Caffreys
54. Caledonian Autumn Red
55. Caledonian Mellow Yellow
56. Caledonian Edinburgh strong ale
57. Camden Pale Ale
58. Camden Wheat Lager
59. Camden Hells Lager
60. Camden Wheat Beer (?)
61. Cannon Royall Fruiterer’s Mild
62. Castle Rock Harvest Pale
63. Celt Golden Ale
64. Chiltern Ale
65. Clark’s Rams Revenge
66. Coach House Dick Turpin
67. Cottage Champflower
68. Courage Best
69. Cropton dutch wink
70. Dale’s Old Chestnut
71. Daleside Morocco
72. Dark Horse Birdie
73. Dartmoor Best
74. Davenport’s Fury
75. Derventio Emperor’s Whim
76. Deuchars IPA
77. Earl Soham Sir Roger’s Porter
78. Elgood’s Cambridge bitter
79. Elgood’s Strong Bitter
80. Elmwood Good Cheer Beer
81. Everard’s Equinox
82. Everard’s Flourish
83. Everard’s Golden Zest
84. Everards Sunchaser
85. Everards Tiger
86. Falstaff Harpy
87. Felinfoel Double Dragon
88. Flowers Original
89. Fraoch Heather Ale
90. Freewinner Bumble Bee Honey Ale
91. Fuller’s Red fox
92. Fuller’s Discovery
93. Fuller’s ESB
94. Fuller’s London Pride
95. Fuller’s Mr Harry
96. Fuller’s Chiswick
97. Fuller’s Honeydew
98. Fuller’s 1845
99. George Gale Seafarers Ale
100. Golcar Dark Mild
101. Goacher’s Stout
102. Great Newsome Pricky Back Otchan
103. Great Oakley Gobble
104. Green Jack Orange Wheat
105. Greene King Abbots
106. GK Abbott Reserve
107. Greene King Back of the net
108. Greene King Bretwalda
109. Greene King George Inn ale
110. Greene King IPA
111. Greene King LBW
112. Greene King Olde Trip
113. Greene King Phoenix
114. Greene King Royal London
115. Greene King St Edmunds
116. Greene King Sherlock Holmes Ale
117. Greene King Sun Dance
118. Greene King London Glory
119. Guinness Red
120. Guinness
121. Harvey’s Sussex beer
122. Henry’s IPA
123. High House Farm Cyril the Magnificent
124. Hogs Back Tea
125. Holden’s Bottom knocker
126. Holden’s Bitter
127. Hook Norton Haymaker
128. Hop Back Summer Lightning
129. Hydes Ringmaster
130. Hydes Hubble Bubble
131. Ind Coope’s Burton Ale
132. Island Brewery Yachtsman
133. Jennings Cocker Hoop
134. Jennings Golden Host
135. Jennings Sneck Lifter
136. JW Lees Chocaholic
137. Kelburn Red Smiddy
138. Kelham Pale Rider
139. Kelham island Pride of Sheffield
140. Kilkenny Smithwicks
141. Kingstone 1503
142. Leeds Monsoon
143. Lion Stout
144. Loddon Bamboozle
145. Lymestone Stone Cutter
146. Marston’s Brewers Droop
147. Marston’s Double drop
148. Marston’s Old Empire
149. Marston’s Owd Roger
150. Marston’s Oyster Stout
151. Marston’s Pedigree
152. Mauldon’s Mole Trap
153. McMullen Country bitter
154. McMullen IPA
155. McMullen Golden Bitter
156. Meantime London
157. Meanwhile Pale ale
158. Mighty Oak Ale
159. Milestone (Notts) Shine On
160. Mongozo Banana beer
161. Moorhouse’s Pride of Pendle
162. Moorhouse’s Pendle Witches Brew
163. Mordue Workie Ticket
164. Morland Old Speckled Hen
165. Morland Old Crafty Hen
166. Murphy’s
167. Naylor’s Black and Tan
168. Nelson Core Commander
169. Nethergate Old Growler
170. Nethergate Sweeney Todd
171. Nethergate Three Point Nine
172. Newby Wyke England Expects
173. North Yorkshire Crystal Tips
174. Oakham Ales Last of the Few
175. Oak leaf Hole hearted
176. O’ Hanlon’s Dragon Ale
177. Otley 01
178. Palm Steenhuffel Blond
179. Phoenix Monkeytown mild
180. Pitstop Penelope
181. Porterhouse Brain Blasta
182. Porterhouse Plain Porter
183. Porterhouse Red
184. Porterhouse Oyster Stout
185. Purity UBU
186. Purity Mad goose
187. RCH Pitchfork
188. RCH Old Slug Porter
189. Redemption Pale Ale
190. Ringwood Best Bitter
191. Ringwood Boondoggle
192. Ringwood Old Thumper
193. Rooster’s Bangtail
194. Rudgate Battle axe
195. Rudgate Ruby Mild
196. Ruddles County
197. Salamander Dark Corner
198. Salem Porterhouse
199. Sambrook’s Wandle
200. Sambrook’s Junction
201. Samuel Adams Blonde Ambition
202. Samuel Smiths Taddy Lager
203. Sam Smiths Sovereign
204. Sam Smiths Old Best
205. Ss Taddy porter
206. Samuel Smiths Alpine Lager
207. SS Pure Brewed Lager
208. SS Organic Cherry Beer
209. Sam Smiths Stout
210. SS Oatmeal Stout
211. Sam Smiths Organic wheat beer
212. Samuel Smiths Nut Brown Ale
213. S&N Bulldog
214. S&N Newcastle Brown ALe
215. Sharp’s Cornish coaster
216. Sharp’s Doombar
217. Sharp’s Special
218. Sharp’s Red Ale
219. Shepherd Neame Whitstable Bay
220. Shepherd Neame Spitfire
221. Shepherd Neame Canterbury Jack
222. Shepherd Neame Late Red
223. Shepherd Neame Bishop’s Finger
224. Shepherd Neame Kent’s Best
225. Shepherd Neame Goldings
226. Sierra Nevada
227. Skinner Betty Stogs
228. Skipton Copper Dragon
229. Slater’s Premium
230. Sleeman IPA
231. Soltaire Harvest Moon Ale
232. St Austell Black Friar
233. St Austell Proper Job
234. St Austell Tribute
235. Stonehenge Pigswill
236. An ale called “swift”
237. Tetley’s Cask
238. Tetley’s Midsommer Madness
239. Tetley’s Headless Huntsman
240. Theakston Old Peculier
241. Thornbridge Jaipur
242. Thornbridge Wild Swan
243. Thornbridge Kipling
244. Three Castles, Pewsey Saxon Archer
245. Thwaites Lancaster Bomber
246. Thwaite’s Highwayman
247. Thwaite’s Wainwright
248. Thwaites Original
249. Thwaite’s Strong Brown Ale
250. Timothy Taylor Landlord
251. Tom Wood’s Vanilla Orchid
252. Triple F Autumn Daze
253. Truman’s Runner
254. Tryst Blathen
255. TS A Double Espresso
256. Twickenham Naked Ladies
257. Wadworth Henry’s
258. Warwicks Purity
259. Wells & Young Courage Directors
260. Wells Bombadier
261. Wells Bombadier Burning Gold
262. Wells Banana Bread Beer
263. Wells Waggle Dance
264. Welton’s Heatwave
265. Welton’s Ewell sticks
266. Welton’s Chactonbury
267. Welton’s Magog
268. Welton’s Liquid Lunch
269. Welton’s Same Again
270. Westerham 1965
271. Westerham’s Grasshopper
272. Westerham Special Pale Ale
273. Westgate Back of the net
274. Westgate Gangly Ghoul
275. Winchester Ale
276. Windie Goat Final fling
277. White Moon (????) GB
278. White Horse Bitter
279. White Horse Wayland Smithy
280. Wolf straw dog
281. Woodforde’s Wherry
282. Wood’s Wonderful
283. World Top Mars Magic
284. Worthington’s
285. Wrasslers XXXX Full Stout
286. Wychwood Hobgoblin
287. Wychwood King Goblin (Special Reserve)
288. Young’s Best
289. Youngs Double chocolate stout
290. York England’s Pride
291. York Brewery Centurion’s Ghost Ale
292. Young’s Golden Ale
293. Young’s London Gold
294. Young’s Kew
295. Young’s Light Ale
296. Young’s Ram Rod
297. Youngs Special
Wednesday, December 29, 2010
London’s Superlative Pubs
Further to my report of the summer's expedition, I present here my first list of my findings.
The First Irish Pub outside Ireland
Though a particular acquaintance of mine may be so boorish as to propose that more than half of the three hundred pubs I looked in on were different branches of “O’Neills”, pay such nonsense no heed. I endeavoured to circumvent chains of the same name and entered not a single “Slug and Lettuce”, “All Bar One” or “Pitcher and Piano”. It would be remiss of me to fail to concede that I did deign to sup in a single “O’Neills” but compensated for a perceived – and entirely mistaken – tendency to be less than original by stopping by “The Tipperary” on Fleet Street, the site of a pub since 1605 and an Irish one for more than three hundred years. Some nice panelling and mirrors, but why there weren’t Guinness-themed hats on everybody’s head, I still fail to comprehend.
London’s First (and only) Scottish Pub
Remaining with the Celtic theme, “The Rob Roy” near Edgware Road underground station displays a breadth of football memorabilia related to Scottish teams. Though the landlord was a jovial chap, the establishment had no beers of note and little to recommend it or Scottish pubs in general.
The Oldest Riverside Pub
Visible across the Thames from the friends’ house in Rotherhithe where I stayed for half of my time in London, Wapping’s “Prospect of Whitby” is a characterful 490-year-old destination with good ales and a noose hanging on the banks of the river to boot (“Hanging” Judge Jeffries used to drink here). A haunt for artists and writers at various times, its modern claim to celebrity comprises Del Boy’s visit in an episode of OF&H.
London’s Most Beautiful Pub
There may be some competition for this accolade, but I must declare the “Warrington Hotel” in Maida Vale to be my champion. Ornate on a grand scale, if one is to close one’s eyes ever-so-slightly, one could believe one were in a Renaissance Ballroom.
London’s Best Real Ale Pub
The dingy “Bree Louise” in close proximity to Euston train station has been awarded CAMRA’s London Pub of the Year status on more than one occasion but as I was fortuitous enough - when staying in Kentish Town - to live around the corner from “The Pineapple”, I availed myself of its beer festival on consecutive evenings and supped a dozen brews.
London’s Grottiest Pub
Whilst there may be other contenders from the three hundred pubs I visited for “most beautiful” status, “The Globe” on Lisson Grove wins this category peerlessly. Adjectives fail me.
Best Theme Pub
Though full of suits when I visited, “The Sherlock Holmes” on Northumberland Avenue wins in this category for its range of exhibits. My favourite was the Greene King “Shelock Holmes” Ale, though admittedly it tasted suspiciously like the Greene King “George Inn Ale” found in Borough.
Thrice one hundred public houses
After nineteen months of cultural enrichment travelling the world between late 2008 and mid-2010, I determined to ensure my return to the greatest city in the solar system™ did not result in immediate philistinism. To that end, I revisited a handful of the big galleries and some of the major museums as well as journeying to England’s great centres of learning in my twenty four weeks in the United Kingdom but it was my efforts as regards those smaller institutions of cultivation, the public houses (and the tasting of the beverages within), which may be judged – by others, naturally, for I would not presume to assert thus – to have reached the status of ‘art’.[1]
Sadly, it has been reported in the venerable Times of London that British public houses are becoming defunct at the rate of fifty two per week. For that reason it is appropriate before listing to mourn a paragon of ale houses, the “Black Horse” in Fitzrovia which served an impressive range (it was a Nicholson’s pub) when I visited on twentieth June but which will quench travellers’ thirst no more.
Saturday, November 13, 2010
Round up and away
After a dismal home performance against Scunthorpe, which we lost 2-0, it was even harder to convince myself to return to Vicarage Road on my birthday and final whole day in the UK for another year or so. Truth is though that this Watford Boy lost his passion for the matches a while before we left in 2008 and the sole reason for my continued attendance is a bit of time with my nephew.
Jordan Mutch provided one after three minutes and my optimism held out another quarter of an hour before the Reds equalised. Another dull game finished all square but at least it was not as excruciating as the previous home match. A second “thrilling” 3-2 defeat (at Selhurst Park) since then has seen us slide into thirteenth and though the number may not bode well, most fans would take that as a final position, given a choice.
Eight hours ahead of GMT as I now am, many of the scores for the rest of the season will be looked up after a night’s sleep. This blog has become less a football diary and more a travel journal. Until the younger Watford Boy takes over the match reports, it will remain so. In the meantime, I cross my fingers for today’s trip to Turf Moor and hope for the fans’ sake that we can win a thriller again.
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Wednesday, September 29, 2010
Sweet Dreams are made of (most of ) this
Starting a fortnight ago (2-0 at Bristol City), Watford won three games on the trot, including our biggest ever away victory (at Millwall's Den, 6-1) and then a 3-1 home defeat of Middlesbrough, Danny Graham latching on to a poor back pass to score after 17 seconds and give Hanna a great start to her first ever football game.
Last night, though, we were 3-0 down to Swansea (with Brendan Rodgers "Short, greedy bastard, you're just a...", Liam led) with three-quarters of the game gone and there seemed no way back as they outpassed us and outplayed us in the middle. Out of nothing, a Troy Deeney goal sparked a remarkable comeback from the 'Orns, that saw us score a second and have a 95th minute equaliser disallowed.
Though I have not been blogging much about the team's fortunes since my return I have been going and since we are in a very respectable 4th place after 9 matches, many fans feel that pre-season predictions of relegation were misplaced. Who am I to disagree?
Thursday, September 23, 2010
Monday, August 16, 2010
Friday, August 06, 2010
Top of the league
The season's first league game saw promotion hopefuls Norwich City host can-we-stay-up Watford and get spanked. The BBC may be reporting the first quarter of the game as dominated by the home team, but since the Horns were 2-0 up after 24 minutes, I have trouble concurring. Watching in a Marylebone pub with no volume except the banter of the Millwall fans behind me, I had to supply enough atmosphere for half a pub to care. Danny Graham helped, with two well-taken goals, but I thought John Eustace's 14th minute chest-and-half-volley effort was better, not least because he knew it made up for an earlier miss. Told to calm down after Adrian Marriappa should have put us 3-1 up during a Canaries spell of domination, I enjoyed milking our unexpected victory. Next Saturday, Adrian Boothroyd brings his Coventry side to the Vic and I go to my first Watford game for almost two years. It may not quite be like watching (in) Brazil, but I'm excited.
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Sunday, August 01, 2010
Monday, May 10, 2010
UK Hung Parliament: a bit like sex, really
Nobody can know how much influence Lord Mandelson´s pre-election quip had on potential Liberal Democrat voters who did not want Etoryinans in power.
“if you flirt with Nick Clegg in these crucial Labour-Tory marginals, then you’re likely to wake up the next morning with David Cameron” he said.
“And let me assure you, that is a night you would come to regret. You would wake up thinking something had gone horribly wrong in your life.”
However, Nick seemed not to have paid heed and said he fancied David a bit more. The resulting political speed-dating made it clear that Gordon can not now qualify for the grand finale of “Date or dump: who rules?”. If Nick is indeed “being wooed” by both parties as CNN report, then New Labour has offered to sweeten the morning after by removing Brown´s face from the pillow.
David Miliband, go on down!
“if you flirt with Nick Clegg in these crucial Labour-Tory marginals, then you’re likely to wake up the next morning with David Cameron” he said.
“And let me assure you, that is a night you would come to regret. You would wake up thinking something had gone horribly wrong in your life.”
However, Nick seemed not to have paid heed and said he fancied David a bit more. The resulting political speed-dating made it clear that Gordon can not now qualify for the grand finale of “Date or dump: who rules?”. If Nick is indeed “being wooed” by both parties as CNN report, then New Labour has offered to sweeten the morning after by removing Brown´s face from the pillow.
David Miliband, go on down!
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Sunday, May 02, 2010
Imagining Electoral Reform
I start a six-day trek to the Tayrona (or Kogi) culture´s “lost city” here in north Colombia today, which means returning when the results of the UK General Election are finally decided. Or rather, when the results of the 150 or so marginal seats are decided. The outcome in each of the other 500 constituencies is already a foregone conclusion.
The introduction of TV debates seems to have been the main catalyst for the increased popularity of Nick Clegg and hence the party he leads, the Liberal Democrats. This in turn means that a hung parliament is being discussed as a real possibility. Pessimistic in this regard, I fear that the Etoryians will get a working majority and see out a term (low expectations means anything else will be doubly delicious).
Despite the apparently increasing willingness of the electorate to use tactical voting to be more effective in our first-past-the-post system, I do not believe 2010 will be a watershed. Nevertheless, I am hoping the system will come close enough to breaking point in its disproportional representation of the defeated parties that binding promises will be made by politicians heeding the anger of disenfranchised voters.
You may say I´m a dreamer, but I´m not the only one.
You may say I´m a dreamer, but I´m not the only one.
Tuesday, April 27, 2010
Survival of the just-fit-enough
Watford romped past Reading 3-0 on Saturday to ensure Championship survival in what every fan hopes was their nadir season. Danny Graham scored either side of a Heidar Helgusson left-footer. The Sheffield Wednesday v Crystal Palace match this Saturday will decide which of those two drops with Peterborough and Plymouth. Watford´s result at Coventry will be irrelevant for both teams.
As the manager and local paper have emphasised over and over, "survival" was all we hoped for this season as the mismanagement of the funds from an-always-going-to-be-one season in the Premiership with which this blog began left us worse off than if we had never won the single most lucrative game in world football. How the fuck does that work? Ask Graham Simpson.
Colleagues of mine who shared Friday drinks from the few years before I left London will know that I am an arrogant pedant who is too keen on the invitation “Wanna bet on it?”. My favourite win until recently was against a Russian friend who told us that she had been to the Kazakhstani capital. I won a couple of quid telling her that she hadn´t.
Watford´s guarantee of Championship football in 2010-11 along with a poor season for Oldham in League 1 means that I have won a two-and-a-half-year old wager with Luke that the Latics would (not) be in a higher league positon than the Hornets on 7th December 2010. I was sweating on it for a while but – good sport that he is – I received a congratulatory message from him following our victory.
Oh, and a hundred pounds is not to be sneezed at by someone who hasn´t had a full time job for two years.
As the manager and local paper have emphasised over and over, "survival" was all we hoped for this season as the mismanagement of the funds from an-always-going-to-be-one season in the Premiership with which this blog began left us worse off than if we had never won the single most lucrative game in world football. How the fuck does that work? Ask Graham Simpson.
Colleagues of mine who shared Friday drinks from the few years before I left London will know that I am an arrogant pedant who is too keen on the invitation “Wanna bet on it?”. My favourite win until recently was against a Russian friend who told us that she had been to the Kazakhstani capital. I won a couple of quid telling her that she hadn´t.
Watford´s guarantee of Championship football in 2010-11 along with a poor season for Oldham in League 1 means that I have won a two-and-a-half-year old wager with Luke that the Latics would (not) be in a higher league positon than the Hornets on 7th December 2010. I was sweating on it for a while but – good sport that he is – I received a congratulatory message from him following our victory.
Oh, and a hundred pounds is not to be sneezed at by someone who hasn´t had a full time job for two years.
Saturday, April 10, 2010
It was all yellow...
I may have been at South America´s largest market (Otavalo, Ecuador) but despite the multi-hued blankets, belts, bags, bracelets and bowls, my mind was focussed on just one colour.
In three weeks, Watford have lost two six-pointers (at Hillsborough and home to Palace) and drawn our other three games: two home points against Boro and Brom, one brought back from Deepdale. Three points in five is relegation form so today´s Vic victory against second-bottom Plymouth only brings temporary relief (whilst sealing Argyle´s fate). Our three main companions in the fight against ending twenty-second in the Championship (the two mentioned first, and Scunthorpe) all lost today. QPR, by beating Palace, are now probably safe on 51 points, barring some significant form-breaking results.
The bottom looks like this:
Team | Pld | GD | Pts | Fixtures |
Watford | 42 | -10 | 48 | QPR (a) Leicester (a) Reading (h) Coventry (a) |
Scunthorpe | 42 | -24 | 47 | Bristol C (h) Reading (h) Donc (a) Forest (h) |
Crystal Palace | 43 | -3 | 46 | Derby (a) West Brom (h) Sheffield Wed (a) |
Sheffield Wed | 43 | -19 | 45 | Sheffield United (h) Cardiff (a) Palace (h) |
Plymouth | 43 | -19 | 41 | |
Peterborough | 43 | -28 | 31 |
Watford have three away games in their final four matches while Scunthorpe have three home ones out of four. Cystal Palace and Sheffield Wednesday each only have three matches left, with Palace travelling twice and Wednesday once. Palace are only where they are because of a 10-point administration deduction but it is already clear that the final relegation position will only be decided on the final day, when they travel to Sheffield. I am not going to make a prediction. I just hope my fingernails hold out. How do the words go? “For you I bleed myself dry”...
Friday, March 26, 2010
Libertadora del Libertador
Though it is said that you learn something new every day, most of my knowledge about the liberation of South America from Spanish colonial rule has been obtained by a sort of osmotic process over a year: statues and street names, obelisks and museums, artworks galore. I am at the point where I could recognise a silhouette of Sucre or the back of Bolivar (though the portraits of the latter by Julio Blanco (a good link to which I cannot find) were something different).
Before noticing a museum two days ago (behind the Monastery of Santa Catlina, where she was raised after her mother died a month after giving birth), the name of Doña Manuela Sáenz meant nothing to me, however. No feminist will be surprised to hear that the woman Bolivar called the “liberator of the liberator” (she is said to have saved her lover´s life on three occasions) had been airbrushed from history until recently.
The tour round the museum (again, “no photos”, again, a lenient guide) was more of an attempt to insert her into the liberation story than a genuine reflection on her life (I had learned more from Wikipedia last night) but most of her belongings had been burned when she died a pauper´s death in Paita, Peru. We were told she was a brave woman, fearless: unfortunately there is little left to illustrate her heroism.
Labels:
Bolivar,
liberator,
libertador,
libertadora,
Manuela Sáenz,
museo,
Quito,
Senate museum,
Sucre
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