Flooding, Lucozade & Virgin Media

Time for my usual weekly update of stuff.

Hasn’t the weather been completely unnecessarily crap this past week? Big trouble in some places of the country, not least South Yorkshire where Hillsborough is now under water up to the 2nd row of seats. At least it happened in the close season unlike when Carlisle’s ground got flooded. Got a picture of each of them. I believe that’s as bad as it’s going to get at Hillsborough but Carlisle’s ground (on the right) was under 7-8 feet of water at one point they even found a fish swimming near one of the goals when it was starting to dry up.

Hillsborough, Sheffield, June 2007 & Brunton Park, Carlisle, January 2005

I’ve seen abandoned cars smashed up, roads that are more like fords and nothing but spray on the motorway. I’ll be very pleased when it’s all sorted out. My thoughts and condolences go out to the families and fiends of the 3 people who’ve died in the past couple of days. If you’ve not heard about the man from Hull who was helping his grandad (I believe) clear a drain when it was overflowing… It was a very sad story and not one I care to think about again.

Anyway, let’s get on to something lighter. I often have the hump but I’m rarely depressing when I write these out!! I went to Lidl this morning and bought my Lucozade. At half 8 in the morning I was the only one in there and it took me quite a while to find someone to give my money to. I’ve never known a place so useless and unpolite. The problem is that it’s so cheap and close to work it’s the only real option.

I’m getting sick and tired of Virgin Media adverts. They’ve got some woman I don’t recognise but is (I assume) very famous on the telly and Ruby Fucking Wax on the radio! I can’t stand her, she’s annoying.

Scott Brown’s Tip of the Week: Don’t go with Tiscali if you want broadband, they’ll never let you leave without a fight.

1st in a series? Not sure yet, but…
Scott Brown’s Memory of the week (1):
In 1992 I went to Wembley to watch Manchester United play Nottingham Forest in the final of the Rumbelows (League) Cup – when it actually meant something. I remember getting on the train in St. Mary Cray and travelling to Victoria station then hopping on a tube (or two, can’t remember that bit) to Wembley Park station. We walked to the ground and sat in our seats not too far from the corner flag when Dad turned round and saw Sean Wilson (better known as Martin Platt from Corrie) in a seat behind us. Dad got his autograph for Mum and after watching a long throw-in competition, won by Andy Legg of Birmingham, I believe, we watched the game.

Paul Parker battles it out with Kancheslskis & McClair in the background. Match programme (right)

14 minutes in, the ball falls to Ryan Giggs who knocks it to McClair and from 18 yards sticks in the back of the net. I’m jumping about with tears running down my face as we keep the scoreline at 1-0 for the remaining 76 minutes to win the League Cup for the first time in the history of the club.

This game is notable for the fact that the Nottingham Forest team included two players who were to win Footballer of the Year awards with Manchester United later on in their careers; Roy Keane & Teddy Sheringham.

Darts Update:
Sunday – Last super League game of the season and I got done 3-0 again. Bloody waste of time it is me playing in that league. Different story on Monday though. My opponent hit a 180 against me but was massively inconsistent and I won 3-1. The team won 3-2 as well, our first league win in quite some time.

Summary:
Position: 3
My Result: 3-1 win
Team Result: 3-2 win
Season 180 Count: 1

Rant

Right I’m angry for once. I never get like this so rant alert:

I’m stood in Lidl in line waiting to buy the drink I went in to get. There’s one till open and the queue is stretching half way down the store, a good 10-15 of us. I get within 1 person of being able to put my stuff on the conveyor and another till opens. I go to the other till, well I try, and some fat bitch pushes me out of the way. So, trying not to cause a scene or anything I go back to the original till where people are now piling to get past me to put their stuff on. No-one says to me “please, you were in front of me, go ahead” or anything. I’m left there stood between two queues with people deliberately not looking at me so I can’t go in either. I say “thanks a lot” loud voice to which everybody just looks at their shoes. I fuck off without getting anything at all despite being in the shop for over 10 minutes and having the correct change and one item.

There are some cunts in this world, and they shop in Lidl.

S.

Mammoth skulls, work-‘mates’ and F1

I’ve just been reading Wikipedia at work as I’ve done all my important stuff for the day and reading about British history. I’ve come across the article about The Red Lady of Paviland, who wasn’t a lady at all by the way, when I read this:

“The skeleton was found along with a mammoth’s skull, which has since been lost.”

How can you lose a mammoth’s skull?! The word mammoth has come to mean very large which means that the skull will also be very large, I’d imagine. Broken, yes, I could understand that, but LOST?! How do people who manage to lose massive things get in possession of important historical artefacts? It’s beyond me. Emma wants a job in a museum and I bet she would never lose a mammoth’s skull.

I’m very tired today, have been for a few days now. I think this heat and humidity’s getting to me. I could sleep on my desk if my annoying workmate wasn’t whistling/coughing/burping/spluttering all the bloody time. I was off of work yesterday and when I came in this morning one of my other colleagues was chatting to me. Apparently my whistling workmate said “he’s a lovely chap but he doesn’t say much”, to which my other workmate replied “if you get him talking about something he’s interested in, he can talk for England”, which is very true. He said “I noticed that” at which point I hope he also noticed that despite talking about football, darts, motor racing and various other things I bang on about on here, I still have very little to say to the man. He’s annoying, lazy and a bit racist (he complains that Asian cricket players in Bradford have taken the fun out of the game because they don’t drink alcohol amongst other things) and I don’t like him at all.

Anyway, enough of my complaining.

Kubica’s crash. Me next please!!!

Good Grand Prix at the weekend weren’t it?!! 4 safety cars, a massive accident which resulted in concussion and a sprained ankle, lucky sod, and a British winner! Well done Hamilton, a good win in a race that required huge amounts of concentration. Going back to Kubica’s crash, I’d like to have a crash like that if all I was going to get was a headache and a sore ankle. That kind of energy looks unreal. As Ian Wright once said on Top Gear about a crash he had, it was the most exciting 5 seconds of his life. Excellent!

Right…

Darts Update:
Lost 3-0 twice in 2 days, not a good couple of days really! I wasn’t feeling right at all on Sunday night and even went to the toilet and had to sit down for 5 minutes before my game to gather myself together. I don’t know what was wrong with me but I was the most inconsistent I’ve been in months. At one point I threw 14 (5, 5, 4) then the next 3 darts I threw 140! What’s that all about?!

Monday night wasn’t much better but at least I didn’t feel ill. Never got going against on of my team-mates from the previous night’s game. I threw Far far too many darts into the 5 which in previous weeks would’ve hit the 20 at least. Disappointing but I’ll be back next week… actually no I wont, there’s no game next week! Got 2 games in 2 days again in 2 weeks.

Summary:
Position: 3
My Result: 3-0 loss
Team Result: 5-0 loss
Season 180 Count: 1 (which only 7 of us in the whole league’s done so far this season, apparently. I got a mention in the weekly league table release which was nice)

Quite a long message which has killed 15 minutes. Good stuff.

Keep well,

Scott.

Media Ethics, England National football Team & Jenson Button

I see Channel 4 have got what they wanted by kicking someone out of the house for a racist remark. They didn’t have to wait long did they? I wonder how many people were on their list of “people who speak before engaging their brains”. I sort of, in a way, feel sorry for the girl who’s been kicked out as the only reason she was in there was for Channel 4 & Endemol to use her for their own means. I know that’s the case with everybody who’s ever been in there but with her it’s more than just a spectacle – she’s been used in a political way. It doesn’t make the channel or the production company look big or clever at all.

On the other hand they might not have been expecting this to happen whatsoever. However, it’s happened so close to the start of the show I’m struggling to believe it’s not been planned.

Anyway, enough of opinions on the news and ethics in the media. I don’t usually do that kind of thing.

See the England game? I was 1 goal out but at least I was one short and it was a better result than I predicted. Crouch’s one touch passing was a joy to watch, Joe Cole’s goal would be shown everywhere if it was scored by Rooney or Ronaldinho and Beckham’s passing vision was exceptional. Even the opposition gave us a fair game, which is unusual for a lower-ranked nation who usually waste time, break up play with fouls, try and wind people us and roll around for no reason (see Andorra for an example).

Poor old Jenson Button. When asked “Isn’t Hamilton doing well?”, he replied; “I don’t know, I’ve been too far back to see”. A good, smooth driver who’s style and personality I prefer to Hamilton’s. Then again, Hamilton’s not allowed too much of a personality as he drives for McLaren (see D. Couthard for details, pre-Red Bull Racing, and Alonso post-Renault).

Well, I was only popping on here to complain about Channel 4 & Endemol and I’ve written loads. I’d best get on, I’ve got plenty to do.

Have a great weekend,

Scott.