No need for italics this week. I’ll watch Arsenal-Liverpool on Sunday, wishing all the while that we also had a camera in the director’s box. I’ll probably watch Barcelona-Villareal, on the theory that not watching Barcelona play soccer at the moment is like not watching Leonardo da Vinci contemplate the movement of water. And I might watch Newcastle-Tottenham, which could be fun in a Tinkerbell sort of way. But generally, the weekend looks slow.
I do, however, as you may know, enjoy hearing about the matches you’re watching. So if you feel like shining a little metaphorical pen-light through the nine zillion feet of snow I am currently buried under, please swing by the comments section. Tell me how fiercely, based on his facial expression alone, Joe Kinnear seems to be hoping the announcers are portraying him as a big-club man by taking his time with Tottenham out of the box in the attic and holding it up to the light. Or, you know, anything else.
Read More: Another Lost Weekend
by Brian Phillips · December 19, 2008
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Snow? Snow ?
Where the hell are you ?
Arsene Wenger Schadenfreude, not Fitzpottington,he is from Alsace, you know.
I don’t even know where I am. The deleted scenes from the March of the Penguins DVD, to judge from what’s outside my window.
Watching Aston Villa right now is like watching Chelsea in its first year under Mourinho. The play is fast and sloppy, but the entitled mentality only grows stronger through the game until the winning goal inevitably comes. How does a bespectaled man in a tracksuit, an American technocrat, work the same on-field psychology as the scarf-and-fitted-overcoat Special One?
Inter Siena felt a bit like watching the first bit of the Shawshank Redemption…
What prison movie was Torino-Napoli like? I’m going with Cool Hand Luke.
It took David Pleat exactly 51 seconds to suggest that an Arsenal win today would put them right back in the Premier League title race.