I'm disapointed Keegan did not arrive in a Helicopter.

I'm disappointed he didn't arrive turning aerial somersaults after dismounting from a gigantic trapeze.

What did they even teach in that Football Circus?!

simmo wrote:

Josef K wrote: I doubt if he'll be getting a call about the number two job, eh?

Au contraire!

Heh heh. That was my last prediction.

chairman_hall wrote:

Josef K wrote:I saw the interview with Shearer too and thought that he wasn't too happy with Keegan's appointment. It didn't sound as if they parted on very good terms either.

I doubt that very much. Why do you have the impression that Shearer wasn't too happy with Keegan being appointed?

Shearer pretty much he hadn't spoken to Keegan since he left the club, seemed they had a strained relationship. I get the feeling that Shearer thinks that Keegan is a bit of a weakling.

I saw and spoke to Keegan at his soccer school. He had the air of a man who'd lost a fortune and was trying to salvage some sort of living from his name. This probably isn't the case, but that's what it felt like.

Do you think he's equipped to handle the pressures of the Premiership? It's evolved a bit since he last managed, maybe more pressure, do yu think he'll survive?

Josef K wrote:Do you think he's equipped to handle the pressures of the Premiership? It's evolved a bit since he last managed, maybe more pressure, do yu think he'll survive?

Wow, I dunno. I think possibly having navigated the club previously to their most successful spell in the past 30 years will stand him in good stead. Oh aye, he managed England too didn't he?

Hmm.


Has Rafa Benitez not been sacked yet? I can't wait me.

Half time: Hearts 1 - 0 Hibs

What a half! Mon the Jambos.

Today is gonna be mint.

Tonight, OGC Nice celebrated one year of invincibility at home by defeating Nancy (1 - 0).

We're now 4th of the league.





Here is a video I shot during the game.

That's a good song the chant brigade have got going there Sly Bug, but I'm having some trouble understanding the lyrics...

So. The Keegan Revolution began with a 0-0 draw against Bolton and I believe a virgin was sacrificed in Lord Kevin's honour.

LUAFC lost 1-0 at home to Doncaster sodding Rovers in a further illustration of how Leeds are able to pretty much destroy three-quarters of the teams in League One but aren't actually any better - or even as good as - much of the top six. This perhaps explains the club's continuing court battles (they're suing, now, apparently) to get the fifteen points back and guarantee promotion, rather than chancing it and leaving it to the bloody players to sort out. If the season could have only ended in October... and Tottenham could only have left Gus Poyet where he was...

The African Cup Of Nations began today, with Ghana against Guinea. Watching the highlights, it seems that sadly some of the cliches about African football may still ring true: short, untrustworthy goalkeepers; impetuous forwards and a general lack of composure; frenetic pace. And the grass was remarkably long. There was a great winning goal for Ghana, though, and of course it is daft to assume anything from the opening game.

In the UK, there will be live games on BBCi (the red button fiasco) around fiveish and sevenish, and a highlights programme on BBC3 at seven o'clock, which seems like an untidy piece of scheduling. As a local authority employee I'm good to leave the office at four and be home by half-past, so I hope to see a good deal of this tournament; I'm not looking forward to the rigorous patronising I will suffer at the hands of Gavin Peacock.

Hopefully tomorrow (or actually, later today) Simmo will share with you all what he shared with by text message yesterday; in which case this photograph will be appropriate:



And finally, the reason why I am still awake and thinking about football at 1am on a Monday morning is that I have been drinking vodka and watching the 1981 documentary City! on YouTube; a behind the scenes film of the transfer of management from Malcolm Allison to John Bond at Manchester City. Allison actually comes across rather well, if a little sad; it's rather Bond who turns out to be the egotist, opining widely after only a few victories. Peter Swales, of course, comes across as an utter cunt.