Showing posts with label Antipodean Beast. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Antipodean Beast. Show all posts

Sunday, 13 November 2011

England European and World Champions 2011* + Fabregas is Innocent

Honourable Member of the Press Corps Piers Morgan
Expenses in the post Eds. My local sources don't come cheap. I have been really impressed by the strength and vigour of their livers.

This is the post from which my next Football Speak story will evolve from. It is subject to change as I am still checking with my sources and I was a bit drunk at the time.

I can Predict in Football. It is a gift given by the heavens to compensate for my lack of natural ability on the pitch. Although I don't play computer games often  My campaign to drop Wayne Rooney and John Terry has worked as foretold. Fulham Bob did not even have to go on the pitch for his presence to be felt at Wembley. Magic came for those who believed. It came at a very powerful moment in time.

Master of Philosophical Sledging
Sir Joseph
Showing Solidarity with the People
If he can grow this Tache
I created a Mexican Wave of Solidarity for the People online ahead of the Home Nation games that was felt as far away as Icelandic as Volcano God Lady K sent a wave of support back to us. I may be a Celt not a Brit and I have a acquired taste for Metal which is generally worth more than paper.

These are interesting times. Chances will be given to everyone on merit and not just the 1% such as Red Rooney and Blue Terry, who have been found wanting for the Tribes in the past and were rightly punished by removing the love of the People. They do not want their names to be eternally cursed.

Joey Barton who is growing a moustache until he gets an England cap was doing his bit for the cause by firing off several cutting remarks against the Oozing Blob Piers Morgan for the Engerland he defends:

Bulgarian Revolutionary
Legendary Moustache Tamer
Patron Saint of Movember
We achieved greatness on Saturday. We do not need them if we believe. You'll Never Walk Alone and we must never forget the fallen. By remembering in Red and White we took power away from the Antipodean Beast and the dark forces forces of the 1% who do not believe. We have seen conclusive proof this weekend of a greater power and shown the Tribal Celtic Underdogs of these Islands can be Victorious. And it did not involve any violence, although some of the Latin Conspirators, recently deported from these isles for divided loyalties did try and provoke a reaction as Phil Jagielka can testify!

According to my new source Arsenal Bob, the turncoat Fabregas does have a defence planned besides his haircut. His power to attack English Defences has waned in league with his distance from these magical shores - away visits don't seem to count. Smiffy cut in at this point, adamant in his assertion that Fernado Torres has struggled solely due to  his association with the blue that now bears down heavy upon his chest. Bob continued when Smiffy shut up for a moment that Fabregas has to put up with the burden of Madrid as seen in the video below. His divided loyalties at Arsenal have been well documented and he never hid his love or ambition, although he may well have hidden his burning hate for Madrid and he hates the Special One more than most. It is in his blood. But I have read Shakespeare, I was tortured with Westside Story at one point in my life and in what may pass as a plot from a Keith Lemon film, I can see them finding forgiveness and making out as the credits draw down. Much passion and vengeance runs through the blood of the Peninsular Tribes. [Eds-this is the film you told me to plug wasn't it?]

0:22 Mourinho vs Fabregas

0:58~1:00 Pepe (no.3) vs Fabregas



Smiffy commented that Febregas on field rage caused by an overwhelming desire to kick the blue scum which he sympathised with in spirit, but I think he was still going on about beating Chelski and he's taken the death of his leader pretty hard. In my defence I was drunk at the time as this is the only way I can communicate with the locals so I can't vouch for every word but I got the gist.


A Trip to the Theatre

NEXT UP: I'm a Celebrity Chairman...Get Me Out of Here!

Coming soon to Football Speak, I take on my biggest investigation yet and delve into the secret world of Chairmen and the shocking truth from my sources! Read of disturbing links between Trainer Crime and the love that dare not speak its name and I'm not talking about Harry and Dumbledore. 

Thierry Ennui looks into the terrible conditions in Manchester.
Look what it did to Juan Sebastian Veron and
current Argentinian prisoner Carlos Tevez who is not even allowed to go home. 
* Le Tournoi in 1997 does not count just as The Intertoto Cup in 2002 does not count either. But look at the awesome power of these two winning forces combined. Fulham Bob must be in the England Squad. Never has a player made such an impact by staying on the bench.


DISCLAIMER: I have to put a disclaimer due to the sensitivity of the subjects and because some people respect the dead by shouting and abusing you for having an opinion. I just have a different way. I hope through humour I am able to illuminate you on the use of language in the media, especially sports, and the side shows to occupy our minds. If you have taken offence then you should read the stuff I am parodying before you cast stones at me.

Saturday, 15 October 2011

Scousers Never Buy the Scum

There are many reasons to hate The Sun or any News International product including Sky and everything it stands for.

Rebekah Brooks is not a bad place to start. As is the ability to make it up again and again because their "'allegations [are] completely untrue" but then there is something so off the scale which no apology on earth can ever make up for (not that one of the worlds biggest wankers Kelvin McKenzie can say sorry - see the 3rd Video).

So the next time some twat in a shopping centre asks you to join Sky television mention the 96 and ask them why they can work for such an utter wanker as the Antipodean Beast and that you'd rather work for Fred West:










Don't Buy The Sun: A 22 year-strong boycott from Don't Buy The Sun on Vimeo.

Tuesday, 11 October 2011

How England Can Win Again without Rooney [No Rooney No Cry]

Before and After:  England fans next June

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England fans only go on about 1966 'cos we have won f*ck all since*.  It's the same reason Archie Gemmell is still lauded in Scotland. It is this glint of sunshine in our memory and the odd decent performance such as ripping Germany apart in Munich back in 2002 (where I managed to injure myself celebrating Michael Owen's hat trick):


or the demolition of The Dutch at Euro '96:


that keep the hope alive. But hope unrequited can be soul destroying. It's like a Crystal Meth addiction.

However, I believe the glass is always half-full because my brain has evolved to help me cope with being a Fulham/England fan. If you had asked anyone, even Fulham fans, a few years back, especially under former fake hoop [Smiffy] Lawrie Sanchez, if Fulham would be in a Major* European final they would probably still be laughing. But then we made it all the way to the final and we're back again hoping for the same next year.

I have far more hope with Fulham, than I do England and I was glad the game against Montenegro, where Wayne Rooney proved yet again what a complete tosser he is, was on the official channel of the Antipodean Beast, Sky so I didn't have to watch another abject failure and hear the same jokes afterwards:
"After watching the football tonight, my wife said, "Was that a bad result then?". I said, "I'm changing my nationality to Scottish". She said, "Fucking hell, that is bad"."
The obvious English lack of ability to string passes together and our lack of success may be due to cheating bastards of a Latin persuasion who handballhack our players or try to get them sent off. It could be because there is an obvious FIFA conspiracy who despite maintaining the sky is green, that FIFA are not corrupt and that 'Politics and football are separate' yet still allow senior vice president of FIFA and known Argentinian Julio Grondona to say:
"with the English [2018] bid I said: Let us be brief. If you give back the Falkland Islands, which belong to us [they don't], you will get my vote
That's one hell of an ask even for a bribe - even Jack Warner was blushing at that one! Apologising months down the line doesn't help us either. So the English are right to feel cheated.  However, sometimes it pays to stop noticing the mote in their eyes and pay attention to the whacking great telegraph pole in your own.

England players seem more interested in gambling, shagging (or dogging) and continuing club feuds.  The reality is collectively we are shit, but when the wind changes we convince ourselves we smell of roses. As Greece showed in the 2004 European Championship and Germany showed throughout the 1990's, sometimes it's teamwork, not class, that wins cups. However, I have another theory and which any Fulham fan could tell you:
It was the Fulham what won it!
Image: ShakShak
  1. No England Team has won anything without a Fulham player. In 1966* it was George Cohen. Anyone doubting the power of the Fulham connection should remember that it was ex-Fulham keeper Edwin van der Sar that stopped Chelski scum Roman SonofaBitches' European dream in it's tracks and then worked his Fulham voodoo as he watched John Terry's penalty fly into Row Z.
  2. No England team has won anything without a Bob. In 1966* we had the late Bobby Moore.
  3. We have forwards (not that I'm singling them out) who are unable to string words, let alone passes, together. The best hold up player we have had was Emile Heskey who held up play by virtue of falling over. We need a hold up player who is not Emile Heskey. 
The solution is simple. Bobby Zamora MUST play. He is Fulham's Bob. 

In April we also need someone to break both Wayne Rooney's legs. That way we do not have a spoilt little twat berating fans or getting himself sent off and ruining things for us all.


Beckham was a complete idiot but at least learnt from his mistakes and led England well, far better it should be said than John Terry ever has. So bring Bobby in and get rid of Rooney and we're in with a shout because no one will expect anything from us and we won't have to worry about the petulant little twat screwing us over. We need a TEAM and absolutely NO FUCKING PENALTIES!


*Le Tournoi in 1997 does not count. The only decent thing about that was being in a pub watching Teddy Sheringham miss when I abused him for being a 'fucking yid'. This was not a particularly wise thing to do in North London. Five years later, I was in the Paddock at the shithole that is Loftus Road, barely feet away from suited and booted Spurs fans who shouted 'Yids' throughout. It's a Tottenham thing, not a Jewish thing, because Spuds fans threw stuff on our pitch. Going two nil down to them by half time was painful but not as painful as losing 3-2 was for them following Leggy's (forever Ziggy Wiggy to me) 90th minute winner. But  Chelsea are a different story altogether. We hate Chelsea

Shearer vs Portugal (1998) by ShearerGoals

Wednesday, 28 September 2011

Carlos Tévez is Innocent!*

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Sir Red Faced One 
via BBC News 
(no connection I swear)
The Red Weegie Git (pictured) moaned to the BBC that TV has too much power. I think he's right and it's TV that is to blame for Carlos 'the Argentinian Beast' Tévez refusal to play in Munich on Tuesday night. 

In the bygone days of Peter Beardsley (who played for Fulham) it was common to have ugly mugs on the television - but the size of the screen limited the danger to the general public. In the 21st Century television screens are like the average arse size - f*king enormous! I can understand why television execs are reluctant to have these three (below) in full Widescreen HD:

Thursday, 25 August 2011

There is Nothing New Under The Sun

What has been will be again
"To understand the Hillsborough disaster, one must first understand the context in which it happened. In 1989, four years after the seismic defeat of the miners, the unemployment rate in Liverpool was among the highest in the UK and the city's council was on the brink of bankruptcy. The Liverpool fans attending the match that day were already on the receiving end of a hostile media and government, unafraid of portraying them as the feckless, undeserving poor. As Sheila Coleman reminded me, the match saw them caged "like animals in pens", as though the players on the pitch needed to be protected from them."1
What has been done will be done again
"So here we are again. Twenty-two years later and the old maxim, "red sky at night, Toxteth's alight" is relevant again. The Murdoch press is once again in disgrace, and Liverpool is facing the worst budget cuts in the country. As history repeats itself, the families and survivors of the Hillsborough disaster are on the receiving end of familiar obfuscation, familiar "unjustified and excessive delays" in releasing the information by the self-proclaimed children of Thatcher."1
There is Nothing New Under The Sun
"As MacKenzie's layout was seen by more and more people, a collective shudder ran through the office (but) MacKenzie's dominance was so total there was nobody left in the organisation who could rein him in except Murdoch. (Everyone in the office) seemed paralysed – "looking like rabbits in the headlights" – as one hack described them. The error staring them in the face was too glaring. It obviously wasn't a silly mistake; nor was it a simple oversight. Nobody really had any comment on it—they just took one look and went away shaking their heads in wonder at the enormity of it. It was a 'classic smear'."2

  1. Hillsborough petition shows some wounds cannot be healed by time [Ellie Mae O'Hagan, The Guardian]
  2. The Smearing of Liverpool [wiki]

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