<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3912136666601692339</id><updated>2012-02-02T12:38:20.743Z</updated><title type='text'>Pseuds' corner and home of the frustrated hack</title><subtitle type='html'>This is where the pseudonyms gather to show off their wares. Come frustrated hack and unpublished journos, share your work with those less and more fortunate than yourselves.

email entries to pseudscorner@hotmail.co.uk for consideration</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Ebren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01325287456027791612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>488</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3912136666601692339.post-4522048766172137874</id><published>2011-10-23T22:53:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T23:02:11.742+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Farewell, Super Sic: A tribute Marco Simoncelli - Galactus</title><summary type='text'>I'm still in something of a state of shock at the news that Marco Simoncelli, at the age of 24, died after an horrific accident at the MotoGP race at Malaysia's Sepang circuit in the early hours of this morning.After losing the front end of his Gresini Honda RC212V he slid into the path of the oncoming bikes of Colin Edwards and Valentino Rossi. Neither rider was able to avoid hitting him. In the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/4522048766172137874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3912136666601692339&amp;postID=4522048766172137874' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/4522048766172137874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/4522048766172137874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/2011/10/farewell-super-sic-tribute-marco.html' title='Farewell, Super Sic: A tribute Marco Simoncelli - Galactus'/><author><name>Ebren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01325287456027791612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3912136666601692339.post-1046221372178787207</id><published>2011-03-30T15:44:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T15:45:27.873+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The return of motorsport – mimitig</title><summary type='text'>It’s been a long hard winter for all of us, and for the MotoGP paddock it has not been the return to sport that they would have anticipated.  At a rough count, about 90 percent of the paddock is Japanese and so this first race of the season, in the desert, is a tough debut.Honda were hoping to open the 2011 season full of the joys of leading all the times in testing. New signing Casey Stoner went</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/1046221372178787207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3912136666601692339&amp;postID=1046221372178787207' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/1046221372178787207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/1046221372178787207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/2011/03/return-of-motorsport-mimitig.html' title='The return of motorsport – mimitig'/><author><name>Ebren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01325287456027791612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3912136666601692339.post-1380355250285667902</id><published>2010-09-07T22:35:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T01:44:38.303+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sport Matters – mimitig</title><summary type='text'>For the past week the sporting world has been obsessed by two affairs. One the usual of the Transfer Window – an example of how two disassociated words have become a phrase known even to not terribly keen football supporters such as I.  The second is another two word phrase: “spot-fixing” – this time a phrase not known to keen cricket followers (I would suggest) unless they are part of the murky </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/1380355250285667902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3912136666601692339&amp;postID=1380355250285667902' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/1380355250285667902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/1380355250285667902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/2010/09/sport-matters-mimitig.html' title='Sport Matters – mimitig'/><author><name>Ebren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01325287456027791612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3912136666601692339.post-5815767154738328770</id><published>2010-09-01T15:15:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T15:19:19.393+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Champions league pretenders - Premcorrespondent</title><summary type='text'>&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;I hate Notting Hill Carnival. The rum is cheap. The music is loud. Even the roll-ups roll ups handed round taste rotten. And to top it all off I always wake up in bloody &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = st1 ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" /&gt;Glasgow without a penny and have to hitch a lift home. xStill, London </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/5815767154738328770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3912136666601692339&amp;postID=5815767154738328770' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/5815767154738328770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/5815767154738328770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/2010/09/champions-league-pretenders.html' title='Champions league pretenders - Premcorrespondent'/><author><name>Margin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3912136666601692339.post-1323107229847090318</id><published>2010-08-24T08:06:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T08:09:10.206+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Paying the penalty - Premcorrespondent</title><summary type='text'>&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt; xAs I feared, the Tangerines could not build on their stunning first game with an away win at the Emirates. At 1-0 down I hoped to see how well &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = st1 ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" /&gt;Blackpool dug in. But then a man sent off made a farce of the test.  xNot to take anything away </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/1323107229847090318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3912136666601692339&amp;postID=1323107229847090318' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/1323107229847090318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/1323107229847090318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/2010/08/paying-penalty-premcorrespondent.html' title='Paying the penalty - Premcorrespondent'/><author><name>Margin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3912136666601692339.post-3931214555174624707</id><published>2010-08-15T23:20:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T23:39:12.627+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh mister tangerine man... - Premcorrespondent</title><summary type='text'>#&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;So much for a world cup that was more Jordi Cruyff than Johnan. Mismatched games, stars falling short of expectations and frustrating tactics made much of it interesting rather than thrilling. #And so to the Premier League. Or Premiership; whichever of the two they are calling the first division these days.#Off I went to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/3931214555174624707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3912136666601692339&amp;postID=3931214555174624707' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/3931214555174624707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/3931214555174624707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/2010/08/oh-mister-tangerine-man.html' title='Oh mister tangerine man... - Premcorrespondent'/><author><name>Margin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3912136666601692339.post-5633796927555432092</id><published>2010-07-22T21:07:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T21:08:05.227+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Are we nearly there yet? – mimitig</title><summary type='text'>Whilst this is a phrase that, for many of us, echoes the little voice of childhood as we sat in the back of Morris Travellers or Hillman Minxes as parents seemed to drive for ever to the north or west in search of holidays, it is surely what the legs (if they could speak) of the peloton are asking today.Today being the second rest day of this year’s Tour de France, the answer is 525.5 </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/5633796927555432092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3912136666601692339&amp;postID=5633796927555432092' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/5633796927555432092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/5633796927555432092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/2010/07/are-we-nearly-there-yet-mimitig.html' title='Are we nearly there yet? – mimitig'/><author><name>Ebren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01325287456027791612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3912136666601692339.post-807220932303216784</id><published>2010-07-20T19:18:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T19:24:06.167+01:00</updated><title type='text'>World Cup 2018 - cissethedog</title><summary type='text'>This year’s World Cup has been ok, not great, not rubbish. But I suspect the long term trend is towards a blander, cagier ‘product’. This is not good.These changes have four main objectives: Feature a wider variety of playing styles More coverage for smaller teams/playersSupport the referees with technology, but not to burden them with any extra subjective decisions. Make some things simpler, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/807220932303216784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3912136666601692339&amp;postID=807220932303216784' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/807220932303216784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/807220932303216784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/2010/07/world-cup-2018-cissethedog.html' title='World Cup 2018 - cissethedog'/><author><name>Ebren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01325287456027791612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3912136666601692339.post-3240363984717821772</id><published>2010-07-18T15:19:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T15:27:12.812+01:00</updated><title type='text'>For the love of the game - ebren</title><summary type='text'>An email, a mad dash home, a cross-town trek. Arriving late, padding up, waiting on the boundary, taking off the pads after a single delivery, fielding, losing, drinking. This week I have played four games of cricket, losing three.There’s something horrible about losing a game of cricket. Eight times out of ten you can see it coming, sometimes for hours, but there’s nothing you can do about </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/3240363984717821772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3912136666601692339&amp;postID=3240363984717821772' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/3240363984717821772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/3240363984717821772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/2010/07/for-love-of-game-ebren.html' title='For the love of the game - ebren'/><author><name>Ebren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01325287456027791612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3912136666601692339.post-8997165288506117339</id><published>2010-07-07T09:39:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T09:40:14.069+01:00</updated><title type='text'>When the Hell welcomes the Tour - mimitig</title><summary type='text'>Cycling fans (are there any out there?) have been wondering when this year’s Tour de France would really kick off.Le Grand Depart in Rotterdam was very low key for anyone who wasn’t actually there. Cancellara rode brilliantly to secure the Yellow Jersey through a time trial, again, but everyone else, except maybe David Millar, was way too cautious in the wet conditions and it was what Paul </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/8997165288506117339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3912136666601692339&amp;postID=8997165288506117339' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/8997165288506117339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/8997165288506117339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/2010/07/when-hell-welcomes-tour-mimitig.html' title='When the Hell welcomes the Tour - mimitig'/><author><name>Ebren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01325287456027791612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3912136666601692339.post-1166159584339346317</id><published>2010-06-14T05:47:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T05:56:48.606+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Rob Green lights up the bar - Margin</title><summary type='text'> Watching football in a bar at 11:30am raises some questions. For a start, do you meet up with friends for breakfast before the game? We decided not to. But then do you drink throughout the proceedings? Those of you who know me best know there is only one answer to that, though we genuinely kidded ourselves otherwise for a short time.  &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/1166159584339346317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3912136666601692339&amp;postID=1166159584339346317' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/1166159584339346317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/1166159584339346317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/2010/06/rob-green-lights-up-bar-margin.html' title='Rob Green lights up the bar - Margin'/><author><name>Margin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3912136666601692339.post-4670465451537991924</id><published>2010-06-11T20:49:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T21:26:43.896+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Pre-game nerves, Califnornia style - Margin</title><summary type='text'>So as it turns out, &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = st1 ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" /&gt;California is different. Very different to New York in fact. x&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;“I hate soccer” was the first thing I heard about the sport I love, and I heard it without solicitation. xThe gruff and seemingly rather negative Mike who runs </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/4670465451537991924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3912136666601692339&amp;postID=4670465451537991924' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/4670465451537991924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/4670465451537991924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/2010/06/pre-game-nerves-califnornia-style.html' title='Pre-game nerves, Califnornia style - Margin'/><author><name>Margin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3912136666601692339.post-5491587343817474325</id><published>2010-06-10T20:51:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T21:03:02.516+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The Big Game - Margin</title><summary type='text'> I landed in &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = st1 ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" /&gt;Brooklyn three days ago. Didn’t know anything about the place other than it was cheap, but it turns out where I stayed was a lot like Hackney Wick. A few fashionable arty types have taken over a couple of abandoned warehouses as workshops or opened coffee shops. But mostly it’s just poor, industrial, and</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/5491587343817474325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3912136666601692339&amp;postID=5491587343817474325' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/5491587343817474325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/5491587343817474325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/2010/06/big-game.html' title='The Big Game - Margin'/><author><name>Margin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3912136666601692339.post-6237121159168131553</id><published>2010-05-17T17:35:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T17:43:19.917+01:00</updated><title type='text'>England can win – by mimitig</title><summary type='text'>I’m not going to plunge into an explanation of that headline straight away – too much of a shock for our readers. Let’s ease our way into this unlikely situation.So while club football is almost over – Chelsea have done the double and Dundee crushed the hopes of the Highlands beating Ross County 3-0 in the Scottish Cup - and with at least a few weeks to go before the Football World Cup takes over</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/6237121159168131553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3912136666601692339&amp;postID=6237121159168131553' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/6237121159168131553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/6237121159168131553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/2010/05/england-can-win-by-mimitig.html' title='England can win – by mimitig'/><author><name>Ebren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01325287456027791612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3912136666601692339.post-2090756730516184185</id><published>2010-04-12T11:25:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T11:28:23.737+01:00</updated><title type='text'>MotoGP Strikes again – mimitig</title><summary type='text'>11 April 2010 – the start of the new MotoGP season. So important to the BBC (who trailed the opening F1 race for weeks) that it was relegated to Freeview only on BBC3.What a shame and what an opportunity missed by the broadcasters because while the opening race of F1 was a drone fest, the first race of MotoGP2010 was a belter.Last season saw the man widely accepted as the GOAT (Greatest Of All </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/2090756730516184185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3912136666601692339&amp;postID=2090756730516184185' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/2090756730516184185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/2090756730516184185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/2010/04/motogp-strikes-again-mimitig.html' title='MotoGP Strikes again – mimitig'/><author><name>Ebren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01325287456027791612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3912136666601692339.post-6277192625188698275</id><published>2010-04-01T09:56:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T10:07:46.282+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Yellow and red overlapping footballs - Ebren</title><summary type='text'>There's something insidious about corporate boxes and sponsor tickets.At one level, you know that the cash companies provide means more money for the clubs and - in theory - cheaper tickets for the fans. But it's not right. The FA Cup final filled with officials not fans. And a European Cup quarter final at the Emirates with a man from Little-Rock Arkansas sitting to my left, because he works for</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/6277192625188698275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3912136666601692339&amp;postID=6277192625188698275' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/6277192625188698275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/6277192625188698275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/2010/04/yellow-and-red-overlapping-footballs.html' title='Yellow and red overlapping footballs - Ebren'/><author><name>Ebren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01325287456027791612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3912136666601692339.post-7620873158782324905</id><published>2010-03-27T09:38:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-03-27T09:39:57.374Z</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to  the new Decayde - mimi</title><summary type='text'>That is “decayed” not some kind of American pronunciation of where we are living. This is not a Decade. This is a new decayed.So why? Well where to begin. With the boys who kick balls – oh that’s the big money place. Well they seem pretty decayed. At the top of the league it’s not about football it’s about mistresses and headlines in the lavvy tops.At the bottom of the league, it’s still lavvy </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/7620873158782324905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3912136666601692339&amp;postID=7620873158782324905' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/7620873158782324905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/7620873158782324905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/2010/03/welcome-to-new-decayde-mimi.html' title='Welcome to  the new Decayde - mimi'/><author><name>Ebren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01325287456027791612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3912136666601692339.post-4553824511931422083</id><published>2010-01-22T00:58:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-01-22T00:59:30.808Z</updated><title type='text'>2009: a review - mimitig</title><summary type='text'>Almost three weeks into the new decade and already I am wondering what were the highlights of 2009. What are the big important memories of a year that was post-Olympic and pre-World Cup?There were great achievements for lots of sportsmen and women and teams. Hey, Tiger Woods probably counts all of those in his portfolio – after all, if we are to believe the papers, he’s had more than a netball </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/4553824511931422083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3912136666601692339&amp;postID=4553824511931422083' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/4553824511931422083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/4553824511931422083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/2010/01/2009-review-mimitig.html' title='2009: a review - mimitig'/><author><name>Ebren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01325287456027791612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3912136666601692339.post-1543272055767207201</id><published>2009-12-10T20:43:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-12-10T20:44:47.734Z</updated><title type='text'>Why the BBC and the Public will get it wrong, again - Mimitig</title><summary type='text'>Hello dear readers – it’s that time of year again. Yes the time when otherwise unengaged and uninitiated so-called “fans” will vote for the BBC Sports Personality of the Year.So the first hurdle to overcome in this ridiculous charade is how the shortlist is arrived at. Does anyone know how?  All I know is that at this time of writing, neither of my two sporting heroes of the year seem to have </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/1543272055767207201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3912136666601692339&amp;postID=1543272055767207201' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/1543272055767207201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/1543272055767207201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/2009/12/why-bbc-and-public-will-get-it-wrong.html' title='Why the BBC and the Public will get it wrong, again - Mimitig'/><author><name>Ebren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01325287456027791612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3912136666601692339.post-5222136835087041551</id><published>2009-10-23T10:36:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T10:55:12.103+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you: what a weekend of achievement - mimitig</title><summary type='text'>Are any of you old enough to remember Archie Bell? Probably not but this song is right there in my head as we celebrate yet another British World Champion.Jenson Button signed off on a fairytale season in Brazil by winning the Drivers’ Championship in Formula 1 and ensuring that his team, Brawn, won the Constructor’s title.Jenson, Jense, JB however you cry him, becomes the 10th British F1 World </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/5222136835087041551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3912136666601692339&amp;postID=5222136835087041551' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/5222136835087041551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/5222136835087041551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/2009/10/thank-you-what-weekend-of-achievement.html' title='Thank you: what a weekend of achievement - mimitig'/><author><name>Ebren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01325287456027791612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3912136666601692339.post-4353039424954755576</id><published>2009-10-06T16:40:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T17:48:26.818+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ryan Giggs: Missing you already... - PremCorrespondent</title><summary type='text'>No meaningful football for almost two weeks! This must be the longest break since the big freeze of 1963, when your correspondent was obliged to light bonfires on the pitch to thaw the ground - in April! Undersoil heating has put a stop to that (and promoted the global warming that means that undersoil heating isn't necessary after all). So, with England qualified for the World Cup and very few </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/4353039424954755576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3912136666601692339&amp;postID=4353039424954755576' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/4353039424954755576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/4353039424954755576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/2009/10/kicking-habit-premcorrespondent.html' title='Ryan Giggs: Missing you already... - PremCorrespondent'/><author><name>Tutor GN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3912136666601692339.post-8149073984623250112</id><published>2009-10-04T22:55:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T22:55:37.713+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Entering the final phase: Motorsport 2009 - mimitig</title><summary type='text'>The weekend of October 3 and 4 saw both Formula 1 and MotoGP move into their final phase. Formula 1 went racing in Japan: after that only two races left and both flyaways – to Brazil and the finale at first time track Abu Dhabi.MotoGP was in Portugal and Rossi, leading the Championship by 30 points going in to the weekend was looking to maintain his record of nine visits to Estoril and nine </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/8149073984623250112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3912136666601692339&amp;postID=8149073984623250112' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/8149073984623250112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/8149073984623250112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/2009/10/entering-final-phase-motorsport-2009.html' title='Entering the final phase: Motorsport 2009 - mimitig'/><author><name>Ebren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01325287456027791612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3912136666601692339.post-8211401958378459549</id><published>2009-09-03T14:58:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T20:59:48.243+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Kicking the Bottle - PremCorrespondent</title><summary type='text'>You know it was a good weekend if it doesn’t end until Wednesday, and only then because you finally remember there isn’t a Swiss Cottage in that part of north London after all. But that’s enough of my week. There was some football played and some damned fine football at that.Lets start at Old Trafford with what might prove a crucial clash for champions league qualification come May.Arsenal played</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/8211401958378459549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3912136666601692339&amp;postID=8211401958378459549' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/8211401958378459549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/8211401958378459549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/2009/09/kicking-bottle-premcorrespondent.html' title='Kicking the Bottle - PremCorrespondent'/><author><name>Margin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3912136666601692339.post-2762122204022134253</id><published>2009-08-25T07:49:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T07:49:59.741+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Untested expectations - PremCorrespondent</title><summary type='text'>Sorry for the late report. Woke up with the sort of hangover you can only get from a bender with Greaves and Best at the height of their powers. Not that I had one of those. Too many footballers on orange juice these days. But I’m older now and the kebab was still moving when I left the shop, which may have played a part.  Anyway, partying like it’s the 1960s, Spurs players enjoyed a sober glass </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/2762122204022134253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3912136666601692339&amp;postID=2762122204022134253' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/2762122204022134253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/2762122204022134253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/2009/08/untested-expectations-premcorrespondent.html' title='Untested expectations - PremCorrespondent'/><author><name>Margin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3912136666601692339.post-2049916987087253952</id><published>2009-08-24T13:16:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T13:18:50.697+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh it’s the Ashes – mimitig</title><summary type='text'>Certainly this is how the England team felt after Headingly . After a chastening, humiliating experience in Australia 18 months ago, who, honestly, hand on heart, would have put money on England regaining the Ashes this summer?There were many at the start of this summer who thought the Aussies, number one Test side, would land on these shores and roll a weak England side over. So we went to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/2049916987087253952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3912136666601692339&amp;postID=2049916987087253952' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/2049916987087253952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/2049916987087253952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/2009/08/oh-its-ashes-mimitig.html' title='Oh it’s the Ashes – mimitig'/><author><name>Ebren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01325287456027791612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3912136666601692339.post-137717132871935579</id><published>2009-08-17T14:36:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T14:40:29.272+01:00</updated><title type='text'>London Rules. Apparently – PremCorrespondent</title><summary type='text'>The opening weekend is a special time for football fans. Sensible aspirations spill over into optimistic dreams. Rational analysis gives way to excitable hyperbole. And everyone thinks they should win on the return of their matchday routine, which for most involves lashings of Madras sauce with our beer. Let us begin with Chelsea, tipped alongside Liverpool as serious contenders for United’s </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/137717132871935579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3912136666601692339&amp;postID=137717132871935579' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/137717132871935579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/137717132871935579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/2009/08/london-rules-apparently.html' title='London Rules. Apparently – PremCorrespondent'/><author><name>Margin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3912136666601692339.post-6925135155011407754</id><published>2009-08-12T18:36:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T18:38:03.697+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The Ashes 2009 – Where to go now? By Mimitig</title><summary type='text'>So to the Oval we go again with all to play for. Less than 10 days now before England and Australia go toe to toe in South London to decide who gets to keep a little urn.Unlike 2005, this series has not made the front pages of every newspaper on a weekly basis. Fred’s knee has taken a few headlines.  The booing of Ricky Ponting has garnered a few column inches of tut-tutting but this series has </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/6925135155011407754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3912136666601692339&amp;postID=6925135155011407754' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/6925135155011407754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/6925135155011407754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/2009/08/ashes-2009-where-to-go-now-by-mimitig.html' title='The Ashes 2009 – Where to go now? By Mimitig'/><author><name>Ebren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01325287456027791612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3912136666601692339.post-914441578529428180</id><published>2009-07-21T16:46:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T17:00:51.704+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Mid Term Report  - mimitig</title><summary type='text'>It’s an interesting place to be now, as long as you’re not fighting for a contract. For the Formula 1 boys, poor Sebby Bourdais has lost his job and is taking Scuderia Torro Rosso to the courts.In Moto GP, even before the race at the Sachsenring, Lorenzo had stirred the soup by opening talks with Honda. Apparently Gorgeous George reckons he should be paid as much as Valentino Rossi. Well that’s </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/914441578529428180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3912136666601692339&amp;postID=914441578529428180' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/914441578529428180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/914441578529428180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/2009/07/mid-term-report-mimitig.html' title='Mid Term Report  - mimitig'/><author><name>Ebren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01325287456027791612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3912136666601692339.post-7547080617863372765</id><published>2009-07-19T18:02:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T18:21:34.473+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Heiva, a day at the Tiurai va'a races - offsideintahiti</title><summary type='text'>This July is a veritable whirlwind of sporting events, what with the Tour de France, the Ashes, and, er, the giddy anticipation for the upcoming football season, which will take place exclusively in Madrid.In France, le quatorze juillet is a particularly important sporting day. Regular readers of Mimi's excellent columns here will be aware that this is the day French riders specifically target </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/7547080617863372765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3912136666601692339&amp;postID=7547080617863372765' title='38 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/7547080617863372765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/7547080617863372765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/2009/07/heiva-day-at-tiurai-vaa-races.html' title='Heiva, a day at the Tiurai va&apos;a races - offsideintahiti'/><author><name>Ebren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01325287456027791612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>38</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3912136666601692339.post-6368195868578458879</id><published>2009-07-17T16:22:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T16:32:36.895+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Stand Your Ground</title><summary type='text'>It was the early 1990s and the face of English football was to change forever. Grounds were becoming ‘all-seater’ so as to make the game safe. Soon we would sit through matches instead of stand and jostle and occasionally fall with excitement. And my dad, like many others, lamented that that his son’s generation would be the last of the boys to stand on the Shelf.  I remembered that lament </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/6368195868578458879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3912136666601692339&amp;postID=6368195868578458879' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/6368195868578458879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/6368195868578458879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/2009/07/stand-your-ground.html' title='Stand Your Ground'/><author><name>Margin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3912136666601692339.post-7123333282599663214</id><published>2009-07-16T19:20:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T19:23:25.259+01:00</updated><title type='text'>One draw, four wins – mimitig</title><summary type='text'>Two of the great sporting events of summer 2009 are now underway. Le Tour has faced its first great hurdle – the Pyrenees – and the first Ashes Test came to a dramatic conclusion at Sophia Gardens in Cardiff.England posted a nondescript first innings score of 435 and none of the specialist batsmen made the most of a flat wicket. When Australia got in, they certainly did. Four made centuries and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/7123333282599663214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3912136666601692339&amp;postID=7123333282599663214' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/7123333282599663214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/7123333282599663214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/2009/07/one-draw-four-wins-mimitig.html' title='One draw, four wins – mimitig'/><author><name>Ebren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01325287456027791612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3912136666601692339.post-6703460989225519262</id><published>2009-07-05T12:45:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T12:46:57.145+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Le Grand Depart 2009 - mimitig</title><summary type='text'>It’s the beginning of July and that means only one thing: the summer of sport is about to get even better: motor sports reach the crucial half-way point in their season, the biggest contest in cricket starts (The Ashes) and the men in lycra embark on the toughest challenge in cycling.Literally millions of people, the world over, become armchair cycling fans for the duration of Le Tour de France. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/6703460989225519262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3912136666601692339&amp;postID=6703460989225519262' title='31 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/6703460989225519262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/6703460989225519262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/2009/07/le-grand-depart-2009-mimitig.html' title='Le Grand Depart 2009 - mimitig'/><author><name>Ebren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01325287456027791612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>31</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3912136666601692339.post-588101576601666074</id><published>2009-06-28T23:59:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T23:59:00.629+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Race Against Me: My Story by Dwain Chambers</title><summary type='text'>A review by MimitigOver the years of this blogspace’s existence, there has been coverage of football (lots), cricket, motorsport and cycling (quite a lot),  rowing (a little bit), very strange sports and occasionally other things.Book reviews are not our forte.However, I think there is a reason to focus our attention on a book about a sport we don’t usually cover.The book is Dwain Chambers’s </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/588101576601666074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3912136666601692339&amp;postID=588101576601666074' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/588101576601666074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/588101576601666074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/2009/06/race-against-me-my-story-by-dwain.html' title='Race Against Me: My Story by Dwain Chambers'/><author><name>Ebren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01325287456027791612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3912136666601692339.post-797618876474966782</id><published>2009-06-28T17:57:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T17:58:46.363+01:00</updated><title type='text'>In Praise of Ivan Lendl - Mac Millings</title><summary type='text'>Some people just get no respect. There’s always someone better looking, cleverer, a brighter natural spark and no matter how much harder than them you work, or how much better a career you have, when it comes time to reminisce, the beautiful will always inspire the fondest memories, the functional ending up an afterthought. Geography and history conspired to make Ivan Lendl the plain, industrious</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/797618876474966782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3912136666601692339&amp;postID=797618876474966782' title='26 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/797618876474966782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/797618876474966782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/2009/06/in-praise-of-ivan-lendl-mac-millings.html' title='In Praise of Ivan Lendl - Mac Millings'/><author><name>Ebren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01325287456027791612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>26</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3912136666601692339.post-8779011763305327336</id><published>2009-06-09T10:34:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T10:37:44.652+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A week(ish) of sport – Mimitig</title><summary type='text'>There is so much going on at the moment that it is getting very very difficult to keep track.The weekend just passed saw Roger Federer – the nice, Swiss man – equal Pete Sampras’s (not so nice and definitely not Swiss) record of 14 Grand Slam wins in tennis. Federer now joins a pretty exclusive club of gents who have won each of the Grand Slams – Wimbledon, US Open, Australia and the French Open </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/8779011763305327336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3912136666601692339&amp;postID=8779011763305327336' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/8779011763305327336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/8779011763305327336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/2009/06/weekish-of-sport-mimitig.html' title='A week(ish) of sport – Mimitig'/><author><name>Ebren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01325287456027791612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3912136666601692339.post-589211592513694467</id><published>2009-05-26T08:09:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T10:55:10.921+01:00</updated><title type='text'>So what did we learn this Premier League season? – Margin</title><summary type='text'>First the world; then England!People dallied with the early season notion that a fixture pile up and a deficit to make up on Liverpool might count for something. It didn’t. Manchester had the best manager, the best team, and they won an 18th title at a similar canter to the one United employed for the World Club Cup. Too good to go down. Tottenham Hotspur have seemingly made a lie of the claim </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/589211592513694467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3912136666601692339&amp;postID=589211592513694467' title='24 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/589211592513694467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/589211592513694467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/2009/05/so-what-did-we-learn-this-premier.html' title='So what did we learn this Premier League season? – Margin'/><author><name>Margin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3912136666601692339.post-6912262120689411933</id><published>2009-05-20T17:15:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T17:16:14.663+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Managing the game away – Margin</title><summary type='text'>As the football season finally creeps to its infuriatingly late conclusion, there is growing support for a return to a fairer league structure and wider distribution of television and sponsorship money. Sadly though, this comes at a ludicrous price. With May now almost over the people who run football can soon cast off the irritating distraction of fans and football so as to discuss what really </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/6912262120689411933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3912136666601692339&amp;postID=6912262120689411933' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/6912262120689411933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/6912262120689411933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/2009/05/managing-game-away-margin.html' title='Managing the game away – Margin'/><author><name>Margin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3912136666601692339.post-1080514570375057065</id><published>2009-05-19T14:41:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T14:44:12.963+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Test cricket can be boring, and England defeats depressing, but I’m always glad it exists - Wooley</title><summary type='text'>The size of the crowds has been far more worthy of mention than the cricket on display at the Riverside this week. A mediocre England side faced a dispirited West Indies on a wicket sapped of any life, as the Durham board tried to guarantee five days of advertising revenue, and in the process ensured that whatever happened in between those ad breaks resembled cricket in only the loosest possible </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/1080514570375057065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3912136666601692339&amp;postID=1080514570375057065' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/1080514570375057065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/1080514570375057065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/2009/05/test-cricket-can-be-boring-and-england.html' title='Test cricket can be boring, and England defeats depressing, but I’m always glad it exists - Wooley'/><author><name>Margin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3912136666601692339.post-6004021181700818002</id><published>2009-05-11T13:22:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T13:24:27.571+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Excitement in Spain – by mimitig</title><summary type='text'>So here we are again. Two weeks since Formula One graced our screens, one week since MotoGP failed to make any inroads in the mainstream sports media, and only a matter of days since Barcelona hogged the headlines.Now, although only a part-time football fan, I did follow the Chelsea v Barca game and was astounded at the reactions of the losing side. Compared to other sports that I follow, Drogba’</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/6004021181700818002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3912136666601692339&amp;postID=6004021181700818002' title='26 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/6004021181700818002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/6004021181700818002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/2009/05/excitement-in-spain-by-mimitig.html' title='Excitement in Spain – by mimitig'/><author><name>Ebren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01325287456027791612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>26</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3912136666601692339.post-1881824005359784460</id><published>2009-05-07T11:33:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T11:41:38.189+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Referee outclassed by two modern stars - Margin</title><summary type='text'>Fans were nearly robbed of the Champions League final we all wanted. Worse still we were nearly given the one final most likely to make us watch something else that night. So it is a sad feeling to have to credit referees for our good fortune. While the result would always carry interest, most of us have the sense not to watch another Chelsea-United finale. The FA Cup Final was awful. Last season</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/1881824005359784460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3912136666601692339&amp;postID=1881824005359784460' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/1881824005359784460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/1881824005359784460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/2009/05/referee-outclassed-by-two-modern-stars.html' title='Referee outclassed by two modern stars - Margin'/><author><name>Margin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3912136666601692339.post-8212768633430215628</id><published>2009-04-27T11:20:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T11:21:29.300+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Bahrain and Motegi – more motorsport from mimitig</title><summary type='text'>As the Formula One circus relocated from China to Bahrain last weekend, so the MotoGP cavalcade moved in the opposite direction, swapping the deserts of Qatar for the shores of Japan and Honda’s backyard – the Motegi Twinring Racetrack.All things being equal, this should have been a weekend with weather taking a back seat. Fears about a fierce sandstorm that had kept Baghdad airport closed for </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/8212768633430215628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3912136666601692339&amp;postID=8212768633430215628' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/8212768633430215628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/8212768633430215628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/2009/04/bahrain-and-motegi-more-motorsport-from.html' title='Bahrain and Motegi – more motorsport from mimitig'/><author><name>Ebren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01325287456027791612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3912136666601692339.post-1306463051695806896</id><published>2009-04-23T15:44:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T15:49:26.493+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Hockley's Sporting Second Chance - Wooley</title><summary type='text'>I can honestly say that no piece of sporting news has given me more pleasure during the long, cricket-free winter months than the return of James Hockley to Kent colours. It all dates back to 2000, the worst season I had ever endured as a Kent supporter, as an injury ravaged squad sneaked away from deserved relegation only in the last game, and Mr Hockley singularly failed to nail down a first </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/1306463051695806896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3912136666601692339&amp;postID=1306463051695806896' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/1306463051695806896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/1306463051695806896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/2009/04/hockleys-sporting-second-chance-wooley.html' title='Hockley&apos;s Sporting Second Chance - Wooley'/><author><name>Margin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3912136666601692339.post-2741498463585891199</id><published>2009-04-20T09:29:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T09:40:34.334+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A new season of Motorsport - mimitig</title><summary type='text'>Formula One got underway in Australia last month with an exciting race in Melbourne. A raft of new regulations designed to spice up the racing on the track – technical changes made in an attempt to make it easier to overtake by reducing downforce and the reliance of aerodynamics had been introduced over the winter.From pre-season testing in Barcelona it looked as though the new rules were going </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/2741498463585891199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3912136666601692339&amp;postID=2741498463585891199' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/2741498463585891199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/2741498463585891199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/2009/04/new-season-of-motorsport-mimitig.html' title='A new season of Motorsport - mimitig'/><author><name>Ebren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01325287456027791612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3912136666601692339.post-3661165518657119572</id><published>2009-04-13T10:12:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T10:21:13.965+01:00</updated><title type='text'>An earlier Hillsborough disaster - Margin</title><summary type='text'>Every few years in April a new headline anniversary reminds us of one of the greatest disasters of English football. This year it is 20 years since The Hillsborough tragedy in which Liverpool fans were crushed to death watching their team play an FA Cup semi-final.English football still feels bitter about the sorrow of that day. And we all know why that is. The police screwed up; and with the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/3661165518657119572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3912136666601692339&amp;postID=3661165518657119572' title='31 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/3661165518657119572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/3661165518657119572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/2009/04/earlier-hillsborough-disaster-margin.html' title='An earlier Hillsborough disaster - Margin'/><author><name>Margin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>31</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3912136666601692339.post-822389865228632618</id><published>2009-04-07T20:51:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T20:59:47.308+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Damned United II: The Sequel - Mountainstriker</title><summary type='text'>Tom Hooper’s ‘The Damned United’ staring Michael Sheen as Brian Clough is currently playing to favourable reviews across the nation. Based on David Peace’s 2006 book of the same name, the film recounts ‘ol Big ‘ead’s turbulent 44 days at the helm of Leeds United in 1974. Most of the stories are common currency amongst football folk – how Clough deserted his long-time ally Peter Taylor to take the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/822389865228632618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3912136666601692339&amp;postID=822389865228632618' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/822389865228632618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/822389865228632618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/2009/04/damned-united-ii-sequel-mountainstriker.html' title='Damned United II: The Sequel - Mountainstriker'/><author><name>Ebren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01325287456027791612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d-EjkDqpi4U/SduvfUaT05I/AAAAAAAAAOo/UBiAYG6eXSQ/s72-c/P3110395+%282%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3912136666601692339.post-219801481238023164</id><published>2009-04-07T20:49:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T20:51:35.852+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sporting changes - Mac Millings</title><summary type='text'>As fans of sport, we are becoming increasingly disillusioned by the growing gap between how our favourite sports are played now, and how we think they should be played. The following simple rule changes are guaranteed to redress the balance.Tennis:To avoid increasingly boring domination by a select few players of all surfaces, replace grass, hard and clay courts with 3 of the following: ice; </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/219801481238023164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3912136666601692339&amp;postID=219801481238023164' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/219801481238023164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/219801481238023164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/2009/04/sporting-changes-mac-millings.html' title='Sporting changes - Mac Millings'/><author><name>Ebren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01325287456027791612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3912136666601692339.post-1945748877332668525</id><published>2009-03-23T21:26:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-03-23T21:29:24.665Z</updated><title type='text'>SuperCav wins ... Classic for the first time!  – mimitig</title><summary type='text'>In August 2008 headlines in the mainstream sports media switched from endless stories about the dirty world of druggie Pro-cycling to glorious tributes to Dave Brailsford’s Team GB Cyclists. Mostly the Track boys and girls, but a nod here and there to the wonderful Welshwoman Nicole Cook. By September cycling was almost forgotten bar a tiny tiny wee mention for Nicole who did the never-before </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/1945748877332668525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3912136666601692339&amp;postID=1945748877332668525' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/1945748877332668525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/1945748877332668525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/2009/03/supercav-wins-classic-for-first-time.html' title='SuperCav wins ... Classic for the first time!  – mimitig'/><author><name>Ebren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01325287456027791612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3912136666601692339.post-8657615589266207468</id><published>2009-03-11T17:00:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-03-11T17:02:13.332Z</updated><title type='text'>Testing times and unfriendly friendlies - Ringo37</title><summary type='text'>It’s the standard-issue answer from your standard-issue sports professional as (with his standard-issue fat tie-knot and hairfudge-moulded mullet) he fronts up to the standard-issue post-match inquisition: “The result,” he’ll say, “is the main thing.”Well, what if it wasn’t? What if the result wasn’t the main thing? What if the result wasn’t anything?Modern football – hell, maybe football </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/8657615589266207468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3912136666601692339&amp;postID=8657615589266207468' title='28 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/8657615589266207468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/8657615589266207468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/2009/03/testing-times-and-unfriendly-friendlies.html' title='Testing times and unfriendly friendlies - Ringo37'/><author><name>Ebren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01325287456027791612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>28</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3912136666601692339.post-8732830040413642483</id><published>2009-03-08T13:25:00.005Z</published><updated>2009-03-20T09:22:28.152Z</updated><title type='text'>Let’s Hear It For The - Who?   --  Zephirine</title><summary type='text'>The England Cricket XI is ranked no 1 in the world.The England Cricket XI includes the top-ranked batsman in the world.The England Cricket XI includes the top-ranked bowler in the world.The England Cricket XI has just retained the Ashes.Last year the England Cricket XI beat the West Indies, South Africa and India.Currently the England Cricket XI is playing in the World Cup in Australia, and has a</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/8732830040413642483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3912136666601692339&amp;postID=8732830040413642483' title='30 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/8732830040413642483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/8732830040413642483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/2009/03/lets-hear-it-for-who-zephirine.html' title='Let’s Hear It For The - Who?   --  Zephirine'/><author><name>Ebren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01325287456027791612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d-EjkDqpi4U/SbPHfYxWhcI/AAAAAAAAAOA/WV7nnPGSrk0/s72-c/guha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>30</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3912136666601692339.post-3245373052836276948</id><published>2009-03-07T13:48:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-03-07T13:49:45.344Z</updated><title type='text'>What's England's problem - Ebren</title><summary type='text'>It's a week off in the Six Nations championship, and time to reflect.While there's plenty to write about Wales, Ireland, France Scotland and Italy, that's not what I'm going to do - instead I'm going to ask a question that's been on my mind for years now: "What's England's problem?"Why am I asking this now? Well, put simply it's because all of a sudden the question has become a lot harder to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/3245373052836276948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3912136666601692339&amp;postID=3245373052836276948' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/3245373052836276948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/3245373052836276948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/2009/03/whats-englands-problem-ebren.html' title='What&apos;s England&apos;s problem - Ebren'/><author><name>Ebren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01325287456027791612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3912136666601692339.post-1714507165407556823</id><published>2009-03-06T10:58:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-03-06T10:59:27.360Z</updated><title type='text'>Atrocity in Lahore - Mimitig</title><summary type='text'>Geographically Lahore is many miles from these shores but the events of Tuesday 3 March have brought terrorism painfully close to home. The ex-Patriot Pakistani community in the UK and those born here of Pakistani origins are perhaps the most affected as they have immediate family to be concerned about – not that in most of the reporting I’ve heard and read over the last few days has any mention </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/1714507165407556823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3912136666601692339&amp;postID=1714507165407556823' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/1714507165407556823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/1714507165407556823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/2009/03/atrocity-in-lahore-mimitig.html' title='Atrocity in Lahore - Mimitig'/><author><name>Ebren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01325287456027791612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3912136666601692339.post-9158039128523490098</id><published>2009-02-23T16:55:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-02-23T16:55:41.932Z</updated><title type='text'>The Fattest Footballer In The World: Can The Ogre Save River Plate? - Clack</title><summary type='text'>30 minutes remaining, River Plate 1-0 down at Rosario Central on the 2nd weekend of the Argentine championship, and the signal is given to the man known as the Ogre to remove his large posterior from the bench, and commence warming up, or wobbling up rather. Cue loud cheers and collective donning of shrek masks from the 5000 traveling fans. The 24 year old with a figure more akin to a middle-aged</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/9158039128523490098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3912136666601692339&amp;postID=9158039128523490098' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/9158039128523490098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/9158039128523490098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/2009/02/fattest-footballer-in-world-can-ogre.html' title='The Fattest Footballer In The World: Can The Ogre Save River Plate? - Clack'/><author><name>Ebren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01325287456027791612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3912136666601692339.post-2192792985776382326</id><published>2009-02-15T14:37:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-02-15T14:41:43.690Z</updated><title type='text'>Two down Three to go – Mimitig</title><summary type='text'>I’m not known in these parts for writing about Rugby, but it’s that time of year.It’s Six Nations time, and for the first time in my grown-up years Wales are not only the defending champions, but favourites to retain the crown.This means that the Welsh blood in my veins stirs, and makes me do things like search out this:http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pBY4PMk39QM&amp;feature=relatedAnd so we are </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/2192792985776382326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3912136666601692339&amp;postID=2192792985776382326' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/2192792985776382326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/2192792985776382326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/2009/02/two-down-three-to-go-mimitig.html' title='Two down Three to go – Mimitig'/><author><name>Ebren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01325287456027791612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3912136666601692339.post-8478989511921387759</id><published>2009-02-13T15:13:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-02-13T15:14:18.988Z</updated><title type='text'>Where's Chelsea's money going? - Ebren</title><summary type='text'>Chelsea are in debt. Fans of other clubs have seen this as either an excuse for losing to them, or a source of mirth if they don't win.They’ve been losing money hand over fist since Roman Abramovic began his quest to make his personal plaything the best club in the world. This "pimp my club" experiment he has lost £140 million (2005), £74.8 million (2007) and £66 million (2008) - the losses from </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/8478989511921387759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3912136666601692339&amp;postID=8478989511921387759' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/8478989511921387759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/8478989511921387759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/2009/02/wheres-chelseas-money-going-ebren.html' title='Where&apos;s Chelsea&apos;s money going? - Ebren'/><author><name>Ebren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01325287456027791612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3912136666601692339.post-1687668822274192347</id><published>2009-02-07T01:15:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-02-07T01:16:50.156Z</updated><title type='text'>The Indian Premier League 2009 Auction - Mimitig</title><summary type='text'>Last year a new cricket competition was launched. The Indian Premier League.Over the past few weeks, more than England’s chances in the West Indies, the cricket-watchers have been chattering, or maybe even “tweating”  about this year’s IPL Auction – which took place in the wee small hours of the 5th Feb (UK time). You may wonder why. Well the main reason has been because of the enormous amount of</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/1687668822274192347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3912136666601692339&amp;postID=1687668822274192347' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/1687668822274192347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/1687668822274192347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/2009/02/indian-premier-league-2009-auction.html' title='The Indian Premier League 2009 Auction - Mimitig'/><author><name>Ebren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01325287456027791612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3912136666601692339.post-7521301824211314938</id><published>2009-01-25T16:44:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-01-25T22:11:42.374Z</updated><title type='text'>A Report from Our Cricket Correspondent  by Beyond the Pale</title><summary type='text'>(With brief explanatory note re. the provenance of the document) Richard Wilson: The Cock Tavern  (Tate Gallery)      (Ed. note: As rosy-fingered dawn inveigled her roseate dactyls into the shadows still enclosing the pleasant village of Quatt in gentle slumber, a vague form gradually began to take shape upon the quiet lawn before the Cock Tavern: a crumpled, prostrate and inert body, its limbs </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/7521301824211314938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3912136666601692339&amp;postID=7521301824211314938' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/7521301824211314938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/7521301824211314938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/2009/01/report-from-our-cricket-correspondent.html' title='A Report from Our Cricket Correspondent  by Beyond the Pale'/><author><name>Ebren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01325287456027791612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3912136666601692339.post-5071119418637821575</id><published>2009-01-25T16:32:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-01-25T16:39:36.547Z</updated><title type='text'>Scott’s miscellany - Ringo37</title><summary type='text'>The helmets-for-goalposts kickarounds of Der Kleine Frieden – the ‘little peace’ that broke out along the Western Front on Christmas Day 1914 – have been well-documented, and represent perhaps the best-known examples of sport played in the greatest extremity. Less celebrated, though, is a game – or, rather, a series of games – that took place in an even less hospitable environment three years </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/5071119418637821575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3912136666601692339&amp;postID=5071119418637821575' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/5071119418637821575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/5071119418637821575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/2009/01/scotts-miscellany-ringo37.html' title='Scott’s miscellany - Ringo37'/><author><name>Ebren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01325287456027791612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3912136666601692339.post-2598822671587039457</id><published>2009-01-20T15:21:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-01-20T15:23:32.369Z</updated><title type='text'>Winter Sports 2 - Beyond the Pale</title><summary type='text'>English Premiere League: Greatest Moments 2008 by Beyond the Pale--A Video Review            Scoring While Immortal    Cristiano Ronaldo (Man Utd) vs. Portsmouth 1.30.08http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=E-DjTdND53oCristiano Ronaldo (Man Utd) vs. Bolton 3.19.08        http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=TOHPjpeDb9o&amp;feature=related_____</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/2598822671587039457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3912136666601692339&amp;postID=2598822671587039457' title='34 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/2598822671587039457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/2598822671587039457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/2009/01/winter-sports-2-beyond-pale.html' title='Winter Sports 2 - Beyond the Pale'/><author><name>Ebren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01325287456027791612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>34</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3912136666601692339.post-2903188000802477571</id><published>2009-01-19T12:47:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-01-19T12:48:11.373Z</updated><title type='text'>Margin - Laaa Laaa La La La La La Laaa...</title><summary type='text'>Margin – Laaa Laaa La La La La La Laaa….We’ve seen a couple of righteous articles on Pseud’s Corner recently following Kanoute’s t-shirt incident. And while I have replied to them in comments, I thought it might be time as some one paid to write about politics to opine on this matter in full.So let me start with a question or three for Mr Kanoute.Why stay silent while Israel showed months of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/2903188000802477571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3912136666601692339&amp;postID=2903188000802477571' title='61 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/2903188000802477571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/2903188000802477571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/2009/01/margin-laaa-laaa-la-la-la-la-la-laaa.html' title='Margin - Laaa Laaa La La La La La Laaa...'/><author><name>Margin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>61</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3912136666601692339.post-6174768488037278951</id><published>2009-01-17T12:56:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-01-17T12:56:34.915Z</updated><title type='text'>Mark!!! Leave him! He’s not worth it!!!  - mountainstriker</title><summary type='text'>I must admit that this is really - no I mean REALLY starting to annoy me now. Manchester City have apparently bid 100 million Euros to secure the services of AC Milan’s Brazilian star Kaka. ‘He’s not worth it!’’ screams Alan Shearer, frantically juggling a kebab in one hand while pulling his mini skirt an inch further south in a valiant, but ultimately doomed, effort to retain his modesty with </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/6174768488037278951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3912136666601692339&amp;postID=6174768488037278951' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/6174768488037278951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/6174768488037278951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/2009/01/mark-leave-him-hes-not-worth-it.html' title='Mark!!! Leave him! He’s not worth it!!!  - mountainstriker'/><author><name>Ebren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01325287456027791612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3912136666601692339.post-4824006517895181245</id><published>2009-01-16T10:59:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-01-16T11:00:35.286Z</updated><title type='text'>Winter Sports 1.5: History and Football Part II -  Beyond the Pale</title><summary type='text'>           Show of support: Liverpool will have to answer questions from the FA after an orchestrated display to back Michael Shields, a fan convicted of attempted murder      Photo: GETTY IMAGES.(Photo from The Telegraph)           Football and history, suggests Pseuds' Corner regular Greengrass, have always been "inextricably intermingled".Pseuds' regulars Mac Millings and Margin have raised </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/4824006517895181245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3912136666601692339&amp;postID=4824006517895181245' title='33 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/4824006517895181245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/4824006517895181245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/2009/01/winter-sports-15-history-and-football.html' title='Winter Sports 1.5: History and Football Part II -  Beyond the Pale'/><author><name>Ebren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01325287456027791612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>33</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3912136666601692339.post-569410974662805861</id><published>2009-01-13T20:10:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-01-13T20:13:48.850Z</updated><title type='text'>Winter Sports 1:  Football and History -</title><summary type='text'>A brief video essay starring Frederic KanouteBeyond the Pale                    After an Israeli air strike in Rafah, southern Gaza. Photograph: Said Khatib/AFP/Getty Imagesphoto from The Guardian            "I learnt all the words and broke them upTo make a single word: Homeland"I Come From There by Mahmoud Darwish   ___________________________________________________________________________The </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/569410974662805861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3912136666601692339&amp;postID=569410974662805861' title='50 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/569410974662805861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/569410974662805861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/2009/01/winter-sports-1-football-and-history.html' title='Winter Sports 1:  Football and History -'/><author><name>Ebren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01325287456027791612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9gcceJohlAk/SWXdENuphYI/AAAAAAAAJwM/WZtEEuUtzi0/s72-c/kanoute-palestina.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>50</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3912136666601692339.post-846924935826819189</id><published>2009-01-13T20:09:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-06-08T17:57:04.474+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Why They Boast - Mac Millings</title><summary type='text'>Which nation has the most arrogant sportsmen? Many of you are thinking of one country. However, on-field gloating isn’t unique to Americans, nor is it the norm amongst them. In fact, this “arrogance” has little to do with nationality, and almost everything to do with context.There’s little room for boastfulness in baseball. A good catch or well-executed double play is met with little more than </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/846924935826819189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3912136666601692339&amp;postID=846924935826819189' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/846924935826819189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/846924935826819189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/2009/01/why-they-boast-mac-millings.html' title='Why They Boast - Mac Millings'/><author><name>Ebren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01325287456027791612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3912136666601692339.post-1757810287071575265</id><published>2009-01-10T18:12:00.005Z</published><updated>2009-01-10T18:16:54.331Z</updated><title type='text'>So What Was the England Cricket Row About This Time? – Zephirine</title><summary type='text'>Sigh.  It seems like only yesterday that I was  reporting to Pseudscorner on the sudden and emotional departure of an England cricket captain or two.And now here we are again.This time many of us saw it coming, but perhaps not quite so soon.Last summer, after the apparently coincidental resignations of captains Vaughan and Collingwood, the England National Selector, Geoff Miller, was determined </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/1757810287071575265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3912136666601692339&amp;postID=1757810287071575265' title='25 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/1757810287071575265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/1757810287071575265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/2009/01/so-what-was-england-cricket-row-about.html' title='So What Was the England Cricket Row About This Time? – Zephirine'/><author><name>Ebren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01325287456027791612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d-EjkDqpi4U/SWjlh4gPtiI/AAAAAAAAAN0/VMIzEr-MkJ8/s72-c/kp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>25</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3912136666601692339.post-6707180152662797280</id><published>2009-01-10T18:06:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-01-10T18:11:39.999Z</updated><title type='text'>NFL Playoffs: The Case for Momentum - Mac Millings</title><summary type='text'>“Can the Cardinals just turn it on after weeks of poor play? I don't think so,” asked an idiot, amateur, 0-for-4, below-the-line pundit recently. Arizona proceeded to defeat the visiting, and strongly favoured, Atlanta Falcons last weekend. Said idiot amateur pundit – you’ll never guess who it was - had fallen victim to the Momentum Fallacy.The Cardinals had lost 4 of the 6 games leading up to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/6707180152662797280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3912136666601692339&amp;postID=6707180152662797280' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/6707180152662797280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/6707180152662797280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/2009/01/nfl-playoffs-case-for-momentum-mac.html' title='NFL Playoffs: The Case for Momentum - Mac Millings'/><author><name>Ebren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01325287456027791612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3912136666601692339.post-5446112029830174175</id><published>2009-01-08T11:42:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-01-08T11:52:11.369Z</updated><title type='text'>Gomes – Margin’s part in his success</title><summary type='text'>In mid November Spurs’ number one priority for the coming transfer window was to buy a new Number One. The fans groaned as much every time a cross threatened us. The press printed it and listed possible replacements. And Harry Rednapp hinted the same with all the subtlety of a Soho Strumpet after a cut price jug of sugary purple cocktail. Of course Gomes wasn’t ever as terrible as he appeared. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/5446112029830174175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3912136666601692339&amp;postID=5446112029830174175' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/5446112029830174175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/5446112029830174175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/2009/01/gomes-margins-part-in-his-success.html' title='Gomes – Margin’s part in his success'/><author><name>Margin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3912136666601692339.post-7513703123842667725</id><published>2008-12-22T19:11:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-12-22T19:14:02.864Z</updated><title type='text'>The Night The Unbelievable Nearly Happened   (United's Difficult Victory in the World Club Cup) - Beyond the Pale</title><summary type='text'>Underestimating your adversary is a poor strategy in any competition.Last night in Yokohama, where they were contesting the final of the World Club Cup, Manchester United came dangerously close to doing that.  Their opponent, Copa Libertadores champion Liga de Quito of Ecuador, put up a courageous fight.  Proving themselves a far more formidable opponent than expected, at the end a talented and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/7513703123842667725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3912136666601692339&amp;postID=7513703123842667725' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/7513703123842667725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/7513703123842667725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/2008/12/night-unbelievable-nearly-happened.html' title='The Night The Unbelievable Nearly Happened   (United&apos;s Difficult Victory in the World Club Cup) - Beyond the Pale'/><author><name>Ebren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01325287456027791612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3912136666601692339.post-8305091249865210142</id><published>2008-12-22T18:30:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-12-22T19:18:26.019Z</updated><title type='text'>I, RespectBot - Ringo37</title><summary type='text'>New new Wembley, 2066. Eighth quarter of the BeckhamCorp World Cup Final™. AlanBall-o-matic passes to Hurst-o-tron – Hurst-o-tron swivels, and shoots! Russian-made linebot TofikBakhramo v2.0 hesitates… and says – or, rather, displays on a flashing kilometre-wide holo-screen – No Goal! Yes, the linebot’s spotted some hurly-burly at a molecular level. The ball’s bounced down from the crossbar, and,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/8305091249865210142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3912136666601692339&amp;postID=8305091249865210142' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/8305091249865210142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/8305091249865210142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-respectbot-ringo37.html' title='I, RespectBot - Ringo37'/><author><name>Ebren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01325287456027791612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3912136666601692339.post-5048704313879229283</id><published>2008-12-20T17:56:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-12-22T19:27:16.711Z</updated><title type='text'>FIFA World Club Championship: A Longer Look - Beyond the Pale</title><summary type='text'>For argument: The problem with approaching any non-European competition as an a priori  supporter of English or other European leagues or clubs  is that one tends to be blinded by one's predispositions and miss what virtues there may be in such competitons. Take the currently ongoing FIFA World Club Championship tournament in Japan.   While in general agreement with the commonly held disparaging </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/5048704313879229283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3912136666601692339&amp;postID=5048704313879229283' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/5048704313879229283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/5048704313879229283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/2008/12/fifa-world-club-championship-longer.html' title='FIFA World Club Championship: A Longer Look - Beyond the Pale'/><author><name>Ebren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01325287456027791612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3912136666601692339.post-4193670185068480424</id><published>2008-12-18T16:08:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-12-18T16:09:29.917Z</updated><title type='text'>Tears of Joy (Mexican League Apertura Final 2008) - Beyond the Pale</title><summary type='text'>If you can't remember the last time you watched thousands of mature adults, on a day of deep blue skies and  blindingly bright high altitude winter sunshine, all weeping and singing at the same time, then you're like me.  And while you like me have probably read in the news lately that happiness has been discovered to be contagious, but only when shared in person,  a case might be made for the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/4193670185068480424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3912136666601692339&amp;postID=4193670185068480424' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/4193670185068480424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/4193670185068480424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/2008/12/tears-of-joy-mexican-league-apertura.html' title='Tears of Joy (Mexican League Apertura Final 2008) - Beyond the Pale'/><author><name>Ebren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01325287456027791612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3912136666601692339.post-6862691629005261852</id><published>2008-12-15T19:42:00.004Z</published><updated>2008-12-15T19:59:39.750Z</updated><title type='text'>For the Love of the Game by Mouth of the Mersey</title><summary type='text'>Football fans profess love for their clubs, tennis and golf fans may profess love for a player (say Roger or Tiger) and rugby union fans may profess love for the culture of the game. But cricket fans regularly profess love for the game qua game, not even as ex-recreational players, but simply as spectators.On completion of the extraordinary First Test between India and England played in the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/6862691629005261852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3912136666601692339&amp;postID=6862691629005261852' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/6862691629005261852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/6862691629005261852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/2008/12/for-love-of-game-by-mouth-of-mersey.html' title='For the Love of the Game by Mouth of the Mersey'/><author><name>Tutor GN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3912136666601692339.post-1300262254505345511</id><published>2008-12-14T03:18:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-14T03:19:51.990Z</updated><title type='text'>No pain, no game? - Ringo37</title><summary type='text'>“I felt I was good enough to deal with the bowlers without using a helmet.” Sir Viv RichardsA hockey ball weighs 5½ ounces, the same weight as a cricket ball. Hard, white, muddied in those days, and studded with the milk-teeth of unready goalkeepers... I was eleven years old and I wasn’t nearly good enough to deal with this.This was my first club game: I’d been shanghaied into filling in as </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/1300262254505345511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3912136666601692339&amp;postID=1300262254505345511' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/1300262254505345511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/1300262254505345511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/2008/12/no-pain-no-game-ringo37.html' title='No pain, no game? - Ringo37'/><author><name>Ebren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01325287456027791612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3912136666601692339.post-4238652581055055668</id><published>2008-12-14T03:16:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-12-14T03:18:28.583Z</updated><title type='text'>Sportswriting About Sportswriting About...--or,  Is the Champions League A Bore? by Beyond the Pale</title><summary type='text'>Duly noted that we Pseuds--Ringo37, Beyond, and our several brilliant commentators--have lately involved ourselves in involving ourselves with involving ourselves in....what am I saying? Sportswriting about Sportswriting about Sportswriting?Back in the hoary days of yesteryear (just so we're clear, this is not product-placement, as the product no longer exists) there was a cleaning substance sold</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/4238652581055055668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3912136666601692339&amp;postID=4238652581055055668' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/4238652581055055668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/4238652581055055668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/2008/12/sportswriting-about-sportswriting-about.html' title='Sportswriting About Sportswriting About...--or,  Is the Champions League A Bore? by Beyond the Pale'/><author><name>Ebren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01325287456027791612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3912136666601692339.post-3684488354446659052</id><published>2008-12-13T08:59:00.006Z</published><updated>2008-12-13T10:13:16.111Z</updated><title type='text'>The Awards 2008 (as seen by Mouth of the Mersey)</title><summary type='text'>Yes it's a cliche, but it's fun too. Comment is welcomed below, but pseuds' own nominations are welcomed posted to the address above. As personal as possible please! Team of the YearSuch is the volume of football available to the subscription holding viewer that it is easy to become sated with the game, but Euro 2008 lit up a dank English summer with free-flowing, imaginative and skillful play. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/3684488354446659052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3912136666601692339&amp;postID=3684488354446659052' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/3684488354446659052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/3684488354446659052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/2008/12/awards-2008-by-mouth-of-mersey.html' title='The Awards 2008 (as seen by Mouth of the Mersey)'/><author><name>Tutor GN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3912136666601692339.post-494907939671745279</id><published>2008-12-12T15:40:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-12-12T15:54:26.734Z</updated><title type='text'>Eboué and the Rights and Obligations of Football Crowds – Mac Millings</title><summary type='text'>Last Saturday, Arsenal’s Emmanuel Eboué was booed mercilessly by his own team’s fans during their game against Wigan. Such was the vehemence of the jeering, that it prompted Richard Williams to write on the Guardian SportBlog that, “It was the self-expression of the new breed of football fan, with his £1,000 season ticket and his increasing sense of entitlement…it is nasty, and it needs to be </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/494907939671745279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3912136666601692339&amp;postID=494907939671745279' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/494907939671745279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/494907939671745279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/2008/12/ebou-and-rights-and-obligations-of.html' title='Eboué and the Rights and Obligations of Football Crowds – Mac Millings'/><author><name>Ebren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01325287456027791612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3912136666601692339.post-5009314966469931471</id><published>2008-12-10T13:22:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:39:33.322Z</updated><title type='text'>"The Runyonesque Archetype" (a response to Ringo37's "Talking the Talk") - Beyond the Pale‏</title><summary type='text'>A few words of response and clarification may be in order re. Ringo37's recent post here on the great sportswriting tradition of which the work of Damon Runyon (1880-1946) still stands as both prototype and principal representative.First, Ringo37 credits Runyon with capturing "the familiar spirit of the Polo Fields and Madison Square Gardens".To be a bit of a fact-stickler, actually that was not </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/5009314966469931471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3912136666601692339&amp;postID=5009314966469931471' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/5009314966469931471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/5009314966469931471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/2008/12/runyonesque-archetype-response-to.html' title='&quot;The Runyonesque Archetype&quot; (a response to Ringo37&apos;s &quot;Talking the Talk&quot;) - Beyond the Pale‏'/><author><name>Ebren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01325287456027791612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3912136666601692339.post-9053527543038566547</id><published>2008-12-09T17:10:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:19:17.300Z</updated><title type='text'>Histon v Leeds, 30 November 1973  - mountainstriker</title><summary type='text'>Histon’s recent victory over Leeds was a classic FA Cup tie featuring ITV coverage that equalled its glory days of the World of Sport and The Big Match. Leaving the Guild Hall in Hartlepool where Big Daddy - roared on by a crowed of homicidal grannies high on a lethal cocktail of gin and mint imperials - had finally triumphed over Jim Breaks, Steve Rider, his bouffant greying visibly on camera, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/9053527543038566547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3912136666601692339&amp;postID=9053527543038566547' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/9053527543038566547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/9053527543038566547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/2008/12/histon-v-leeds-30-november-1973.html' title='Histon v Leeds, 30 November 1973  - mountainstriker'/><author><name>Ebren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01325287456027791612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3912136666601692339.post-8890918795299012710</id><published>2008-12-09T17:04:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:08:01.449Z</updated><title type='text'>The fighter still remains - Ringo37</title><summary type='text'>In the week I was born, and in the city where I was born, Paul Sykes fought the Connecticut heavyweight Dave ‘Doc’ Wilson at the Theatre Club, and beat him up so badly Wilson was hospitalised for a month. A year later, in the summer of 1979, he challenged Hackney’s John Louis Gardner for the British Empire Heavyweight Championship, and lost; nine months after that, in Lagos, Nigeria, he was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/8890918795299012710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3912136666601692339&amp;postID=8890918795299012710' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/8890918795299012710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/8890918795299012710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/2008/12/fighter-still-remains-ringo37.html' title='The fighter still remains - Ringo37'/><author><name>Ebren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01325287456027791612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3912136666601692339.post-6212415148396126897</id><published>2008-12-08T17:17:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-12-08T17:19:35.022Z</updated><title type='text'>Rule Changes in Sport. Carpe Diem - PhilWest</title><summary type='text'>[Editor's note: this was a lot more timely, but I'm rubbish at uploading things at the moment. Don't blame Mr West though]In this modern era where time is of the essence, some sporting contests just go on for too long. There’s a long unnecessary build-up of tension.Must we really be forced to watch a tennis match for three hours, an F1 Grand-prix for close to two hours, and darts for three and a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/6212415148396126897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3912136666601692339&amp;postID=6212415148396126897' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/6212415148396126897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/6212415148396126897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/2008/12/rule-changes-in-sport-carpe-diem.html' title='Rule Changes in Sport. Carpe Diem - PhilWest'/><author><name>Ebren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01325287456027791612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3912136666601692339.post-3803519790354453802</id><published>2008-12-08T17:13:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-12-08T17:17:40.576Z</updated><title type='text'>Talking the talk - Ringo37</title><summary type='text'>During the summer of 1913 the Chicago Record-Herald, somewhat alarmed by the extravagant fancy of its baseball reporters, asked its readers if they would prefer a return to plain English. Such of them as were literate enough to send in their votes were almost unanimously against a change. As one of them said, “one is nearer the park when Schulte slams the pill than when he merely hits the ball”.-</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/3803519790354453802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3912136666601692339&amp;postID=3803519790354453802' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/3803519790354453802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/3803519790354453802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/2008/12/talking-talk-ringo37.html' title='Talking the talk - Ringo37'/><author><name>Ebren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01325287456027791612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3912136666601692339.post-6552746341810311463</id><published>2008-12-01T10:56:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-01T10:58:04.498Z</updated><title type='text'>Seven rule changes - MacMillings</title><summary type='text'>Like a love affair, the rules of sport must be inflexible, subject to video replay, and should favour one side over the other. The following changes are the only ones necessary.Formula 1 – How can I take you seriously if all you do, essentially, is drive around in circles for an hour and a half? That’s not a measure of driving skills. Traffic lights, roundabouts and pedestrians to be added to all</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/6552746341810311463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3912136666601692339&amp;postID=6552746341810311463' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/6552746341810311463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/6552746341810311463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/2008/12/seven-rule-changes-macmillings.html' title='Seven rule changes - MacMillings'/><author><name>Ebren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01325287456027791612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3912136666601692339.post-8537790801547403734</id><published>2008-11-30T23:58:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-12-01T00:01:55.257Z</updated><title type='text'>The road to Vancouver - Allout</title><summary type='text'>Quirky Scottish sports have a mixed record in gaining popularity abroad. A bizarre game featuring the hitting of a little white ball with odd-shaped clubs is now played all over the developed world. On the other hand tossing the caber, like deep fried Mars bars and black pudding suppers, remains a Scottish eccentricity. In the middle of these two extremes lies curling, a game involving the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/8537790801547403734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3912136666601692339&amp;postID=8537790801547403734' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/8537790801547403734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/8537790801547403734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/2008/11/road-to-vancouver-allout.html' title='The road to Vancouver - Allout'/><author><name>Ebren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01325287456027791612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3912136666601692339.post-3523203809164154600</id><published>2008-11-30T18:19:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-11-30T20:14:01.785Z</updated><title type='text'>On the Clapham omnibus - Allout</title><summary type='text'>Charlie, the thirty something man on the Clapham omnibus, carefully picks the one graffiti free seat and stretches back following a hard day at work. Out of the corner of his eye he sees a large sports bag and, eschewing the obvious explanation that it is being used to transport the takings of a local break-in, he thinks how unusual it is to see a Briton participating in sport, rather than </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/3523203809164154600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3912136666601692339&amp;postID=3523203809164154600' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/3523203809164154600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/3523203809164154600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/2008/11/on-clapham-omnibus-allout.html' title='On the Clapham omnibus - Allout'/><author><name>Ebren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01325287456027791612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3912136666601692339.post-6079220013313369560</id><published>2008-11-30T12:15:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-11-30T12:52:13.768Z</updated><title type='text'>England's dilemma by Mouth of the Mersey</title><summary type='text'>Should England's cricketers board a flight to India and play two the Test matches scheduled for December? They are now with their families and friends in England and it's a fair bet that few wives and parents will be urging them to return, but you can't always get what you want. England's security adviser is assessing the position now and his report will be keenly awaited by players and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/6079220013313369560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3912136666601692339&amp;postID=6079220013313369560' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/6079220013313369560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/6079220013313369560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/2008/11/englands-dilemma.html' title='England&apos;s dilemma by Mouth of the Mersey'/><author><name>Tutor GN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3912136666601692339.post-2575231599060130924</id><published>2008-11-29T20:06:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-11-29T20:07:29.827Z</updated><title type='text'>Leeroycal's BB5 piece</title><summary type='text'>Absence makes the heart grow fonder, they say.  This truism is at its truest when it comes to television programmes.   UKTV Gold and its constantly multiplying off-shoots are testament to just how lucrative the fuzzy memory of the viewers can be.   (It is a little known fact that by 2015, 85% of digital TV output will be repeats of Howard's Way and Turnabout).  But, if you actually take the time </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/2575231599060130924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3912136666601692339&amp;postID=2575231599060130924' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/2575231599060130924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/2575231599060130924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/2008/11/leeroycals-bb5-piece.html' title='Leeroycal&apos;s BB5 piece'/><author><name>Tutor GN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3912136666601692339.post-7102402531438479295</id><published>2008-11-29T11:51:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-11-29T11:52:34.898Z</updated><title type='text'>The Rome derby on a laptop - PrivateDic</title><summary type='text'>Sports fans of a certain age reminisce about huddling round a crackling wireless to listen to the ‘Matthews Final’, or joining half the street in cramming into the living room at no. 20, where they had a TV, to watch England win the World Cup in black and white. It sounds quaint in the age of wall-to-wall Sky and Setanta, yet a fortnight ago I found myself experiencing the modern equivalent as I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/7102402531438479295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3912136666601692339&amp;postID=7102402531438479295' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/7102402531438479295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/7102402531438479295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/2008/11/rome-derby-on-laptop-privatedic.html' title='The Rome derby on a laptop - PrivateDic'/><author><name>Ebren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01325287456027791612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3912136666601692339.post-4011032697294789088</id><published>2008-11-29T11:45:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-11-29T11:48:44.234Z</updated><title type='text'>Football crunch - MacMillings</title><summary type='text'>Those of you wondering how the global financial crisis is going to affect football might be asking the wrong question. It may not simply be a case of football clubs being affected by the Wall Street collapse. What if they are being run just like failed and failing lending institutions and Wall Street firms – with, at best, scant concern for shareholders and consumers, and sometimes outright </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/4011032697294789088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3912136666601692339&amp;postID=4011032697294789088' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/4011032697294789088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/4011032697294789088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/2008/11/football-crunch-macmillings.html' title='Football crunch - MacMillings'/><author><name>Ebren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01325287456027791612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3912136666601692339.post-2890974623285429971</id><published>2008-11-29T09:58:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-11-29T10:07:23.220Z</updated><title type='text'>It's a Sin - Sisu</title><summary type='text'>The late Washington Post correspondent Mary McGrory once wrote: Baseball is what we were. Football is what we have become. She could not have known how right she may turn out to be. Today, as the MLB seeks to exorcise the asterisks that will forever stalk its record books, the NFL could be on the verge of its own BALCO moment.After crossing for a franchise-record 54th career touchdown with a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/2890974623285429971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3912136666601692339&amp;postID=2890974623285429971' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/2890974623285429971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/2890974623285429971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/2008/11/its-sin-sisu.html' title='It&apos;s a Sin - Sisu'/><author><name>Tutor GN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3912136666601692339.post-5101229108854913465</id><published>2008-11-28T18:34:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-11-28T18:36:22.573Z</updated><title type='text'>Eight rule changes - Mouth of the Mersey</title><summary type='text'>Like a love affair, if a sport isn’t improving, it’s dying, especially in an age when there has never been more competition for diminishing attention spans. Sports’ rulebooks have always been mutable things, intermittently updated to move the sport forward, but not too far forward – you can leave your core audience behind. The best rule changes should simplify and not complicate – the competitors</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/5101229108854913465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3912136666601692339&amp;postID=5101229108854913465' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/5101229108854913465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/5101229108854913465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/2008/11/eight-rule-changes-mouth-of-mersey.html' title='Eight rule changes - Mouth of the Mersey'/><author><name>Tutor GN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3912136666601692339.post-1778060793015811685</id><published>2008-11-26T11:40:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-11-26T11:40:40.500Z</updated><title type='text'>The Return of Lance Armstrong - mimi</title><summary type='text'>Whatever you think, this is the BIG story of cycling for at least the next seven months. And headlines in the cycling press about Lance will ensure that successes earned by others on the road - eg Mark Cavendish - will be forgotten.Last week in a feverish state of aaargh! I wrote with all emotions spilling freely about Lance. Thanks to our wonderful editor, Lord Ebren, none of you were subjected </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/1778060793015811685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3912136666601692339&amp;postID=1778060793015811685' title='26 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/1778060793015811685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/1778060793015811685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/2008/11/return-of-lance-armstrong-mimi.html' title='The Return of Lance Armstrong - mimi'/><author><name>Ebren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01325287456027791612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>26</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3912136666601692339.post-294756728062404351</id><published>2008-11-24T19:35:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-11-24T19:35:54.878Z</updated><title type='text'>Irish eyes aren't smiling - seand</title><summary type='text'>Finally! Another dismal season of League of Ireland football shudders to a merciful halt. The final table may reflect Bohemians' supremacy on the pitch, but as ever in the shambolic League of Ireland the real drama occurred off the pitch.Eight of the twelve Premier Division clubs hit major financial problems. The most spectacular meltdowns, so far, have been at two of the country's most </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/294756728062404351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3912136666601692339&amp;postID=294756728062404351' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/294756728062404351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/294756728062404351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/2008/11/irish-eyes-arent-smiling-seand.html' title='Irish eyes aren&apos;t smiling - seand'/><author><name>Ebren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01325287456027791612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3912136666601692339.post-914196832395115115</id><published>2008-11-24T01:25:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-11-24T01:25:46.217Z</updated><title type='text'>When Father Time Whispers - PhilWest</title><summary type='text'>Twenty-three years ago I played football for a staff team in West London. I was a dreadful footballer, but 1500m track training added to 80 miles/week meant I had a fair turn of speed and I was sometimes able to wear down markers by non-stop running. I could at least give the (usually false) impression that I was a danger.I remember a player on our side who was so old/unfit/useless that no one </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/914196832395115115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3912136666601692339&amp;postID=914196832395115115' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/914196832395115115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/914196832395115115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/2008/11/when-father-time-whispers-philwest.html' title='When Father Time Whispers - PhilWest'/><author><name>Ebren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01325287456027791612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3912136666601692339.post-8559546518650821646</id><published>2008-11-21T13:32:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-11-21T13:39:08.656Z</updated><title type='text'>Mystic blog - MacMillings</title><summary type='text'>Scorpio: There can be no more glamorous time or place, Scorpio, to start your International managerial career than a freezing November night in Glasgow. Sorry, no less glamorous time or place.Lucky Number: 1986. Unlucky Number: 1990.Sagittarius: No matter how much you preach the virtue of “good areas”, we all know, Sagittarius, that good areas for your squad do not include: Antigua, India, or Any</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/8559546518650821646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3912136666601692339&amp;postID=8559546518650821646' title='24 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/8559546518650821646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/8559546518650821646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/2008/11/mystic-blog-macmillings.html' title='Mystic blog - MacMillings'/><author><name>Ebren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01325287456027791612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3912136666601692339.post-7317359728878634672</id><published>2008-11-21T12:58:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-11-21T13:00:47.901Z</updated><title type='text'>In defence of Rijkaard - Allout</title><summary type='text'>This autumn Frank Rijkaard’s stock has fallen more spectacularly than some Icelandic banks’. As Barcelona have smashed six past Atletico Madrid and Valladolid  alike, commentators have been quick to praise new manager Josep Guardiola, and contrast his hands-on approach to Rijkaard’s laissez faire style. “It’s because they have a coach now” said Sid Lowe explaining Barca’s recent form on Football </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/7317359728878634672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3912136666601692339&amp;postID=7317359728878634672' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/7317359728878634672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/7317359728878634672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/2008/11/in-defence-of-rijkaard-allout.html' title='In defence of Rijkaard - Allout'/><author><name>Ebren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01325287456027791612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3912136666601692339.post-4424392217478234956</id><published>2008-11-21T12:17:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-11-21T12:19:53.441Z</updated><title type='text'>Thinking inside and outside the Box - Mouth of the Mersey</title><summary type='text'>Just three months ago, we could believe that the money was real, but we know now that the money was funny . As the world tips into recession, football is already finding empty spaces in the stands and on the shirts. Like every other industry, football must come to terms with what the credit crunch means for its future.Even in the days when Tony Benn was the only man who advocated nationalising </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/4424392217478234956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3912136666601692339&amp;postID=4424392217478234956' title='29 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/4424392217478234956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/4424392217478234956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/2008/11/thinking-inside-and-outside-box-mouth.html' title='Thinking inside and outside the Box - Mouth of the Mersey'/><author><name>Tutor GN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>29</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3912136666601692339.post-5075650051103647224</id><published>2008-11-20T09:43:00.005Z</published><updated>2008-11-20T10:05:00.936Z</updated><title type='text'>What's Missing from Football? - Beyond the Pale</title><summary type='text'>For the past two years or so, football's been missing something for this writer, and, what with his his being a bit slow,  it's taken this long for him to figure out what that something was.   Then it came to him all in a rush, one November morning in the dark, while watching, from many thousands of miles and several cultural light-years away, a famously petulant starlet-of-the-moment gracelessly</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/5075650051103647224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3912136666601692339&amp;postID=5075650051103647224' title='41 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/5075650051103647224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/5075650051103647224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/2008/11/whats-missing-from-football-beyond-pale.html' title='What&apos;s Missing from Football? - Beyond the Pale'/><author><name>Ebren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01325287456027791612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d-EjkDqpi4U/SSU2AwkmLFI/AAAAAAAAALI/ICggMJXqELs/s72-c/zizou.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>41</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3912136666601692339.post-3306285163255985202</id><published>2008-11-20T09:43:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-11-20T09:43:16.169Z</updated><title type='text'>AhcumfiGovan! - Donwendyagain</title><summary type='text'>So reads a plaque on the desk of Sir Alex Ferguson.  It is a stark reminder, if one were needed, of the working class Glaswegian roots of the greatest manager to grace the British game.  While Sir Alex may have travelled far from those tough beginnings and now enjoys the finer things in life, on the 50th anniversary of the signing of his first professional football contract, he is still driven by</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/3306285163255985202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3912136666601692339&amp;postID=3306285163255985202' title='39 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/3306285163255985202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/3306285163255985202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/2008/11/ahcumfigovan-donwendyagain.html' title='AhcumfiGovan! - Donwendyagain'/><author><name>Ebren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01325287456027791612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>39</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3912136666601692339.post-2205954074939038076</id><published>2008-11-20T09:41:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-11-20T09:41:51.371Z</updated><title type='text'>Personality of the Year blog - swander</title><summary type='text'>It's been an amazing year for British sport: Team GB collects its finest Olympic haul since London 1908, the youngest ever F1 champion seals a nail-biting victory at the end of only his sophomore season, and tennis sees its first British-born Grand Slam finalist for over 30 years. With no home country involvement in Euro 2008, some new stars finally got to bask in the adulation of their public…</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/2205954074939038076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3912136666601692339&amp;postID=2205954074939038076' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/2205954074939038076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/2205954074939038076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/2008/11/personality-of-year-blog-swander.html' title='Personality of the Year blog - swander'/><author><name>Ebren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01325287456027791612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3912136666601692339.post-7309436610280507669</id><published>2008-11-14T19:46:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-11-14T19:50:15.077Z</updated><title type='text'>SPOTY: Chris Gayle – Zephirine</title><summary type='text'>My nomination for Overseas Sports Personality of the Year is Chris Gayle, Captain of the Stanford Cricket Superstars and recent winner of a million dollars.For anyone who’s been in the Sahara, in rehab, on the space shuttle or otherwise out of reach of the sports media lately, I should explain that on November 1st this year Texan millionaire Allen Stanford hosted the ‘20/20 for 20’ match at his </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/7309436610280507669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3912136666601692339&amp;postID=7309436610280507669' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/7309436610280507669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/7309436610280507669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/2008/11/spoty-chris-gayle-zephirine.html' title='SPOTY: Chris Gayle – Zephirine'/><author><name>Ebren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01325287456027791612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3912136666601692339.post-3661490965091114159</id><published>2008-11-14T19:45:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-11-14T19:46:47.799Z</updated><title type='text'>Who Should win The Sports Personality of the Year, and Why? - mimitig</title><summary type='text'>Over the years there has been a fundamental problem with this BBC award. Is the winner a Personality or a supreme achiever in their sport?This year will no doubt ask that question again as 2008 has been a year of great achievement for so many sportsmen and women, but how many have imprinted their characters upon us?For me, there is only one winner. Mark Cavendish – the Manx Express.Cav is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/3661490965091114159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3912136666601692339&amp;postID=3661490965091114159' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/3661490965091114159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3912136666601692339/posts/default/3661490965091114159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pseudscorner.blogspot.com/2008/11/who-should-win-sports-personality-of_14.html' title='Who Should win The Sports Personality of the Year, and Why? - mimitig'/><author><name>Ebren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01325287456027791612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry></feed>
