Sunday, March 15, 2020

The Quiet Assassin: The Davie Hay Story by Davie Hay with Alex Gordon (Black and White Publishing 2009)



Then, inexplicably. Big Jock dropped Geordie for the final and put him on the substitutes' bench. He went with the two in midfield - Murdy and Bertie - that had worked so wonderfully well in Lisbon in 1967. This was a different game, though. Feyenoord were exceptionally strong across the middle of the park where their main man was Wim van Hanagem, who was dismissed by Jock as being a 'poor man's Jim Baxter'. It was unlike our boss to misread a situation, but on this occasion he got it wrong; very wrong. Our line-up played right into their hands. We had Jinky, Willie Wallace, John Hughes and Bobby Lennox as a four-man frontline, but with the Dutch's stranglehold in the middle of the park, they were starved of any reasonable service. Normally, I could get forward when Jinky was buzzing, but the wee man was being suffocated by their defence. They double-banked and even treble-banked on him. They tried to force him inside into an already cluttered midfield where they had players waiting to pick him off.

Feyenoord played a pressing game all over the park and we were struggling to get into any sort of rhythm. They worked our defence well and didn't give us a moment's respite. Ove Kind vail, their Swedish striker, was keeping Billy McNeill occupied while Jim Brogan had picked up an early foot injury that curtailed his movement a bit. Tommy Gemmell was getting forward, as usual, but our cavalier fullback also had his work cut out deep in his own territory.

"Right, and who won - Gore Vidal or Dr Jonathan Miller?"

Catching up again (part 33)



80/50

Shitehawks (2020)

I've seen this painting before but it was entitled "SPGB branch meeting".



PS - The original is my favourite painting of all time, which I'm sure you needed to know.

'I'd Do Anything for a snack (But I Won't Do That) . . . '

You don't need to understand French to understand this tweet.

Faith in humanity restored.


"If it ain't broke, don't fix it. And even if it is broke, just ignore it and maybe it'll be sort of OK. Like the environment."

Catching up again (part 32)



79/50

Friday, March 13, 2020

Mark: "He thinks we can't hide here forever. Jez: He obviously doesn't know us at all, does he?"

Catching up again (part 31)



78/50

There's a word for that.

I seem to remember that I started playing Lexulous because I was suffering a really bad case of 'baby brain', and lack of sleep meant I could feel my brain seeping out of my ear each sleepless night. Eleven years on and I play Lexulous 'cos I can't be arsed to get the Scrabble board out:


"In business, Jeremy, you learn that every man has his price, and I judge yours to be... £530."

Catching up again (part 30)



77/50

''She's not out of Hollyoaks, Jeremy, she probably had a ration book!'

Catching up again (part 29)



76/50

"She's good for me, Jez. She's dragging me into the twenty-first century with its meaningless logos and ironic veneration of tyrants. It's all good, my friend."

Catching up again (part 28)



75/50