Wednesday, June 14, 2006
World Cup - Special Craig Foster's Tie-Knot Watch Edition
Well, the World Cup - sorry, World Cup finals - are in full swing, and the country has gone soccer - sorry, football - mad. Mad, I tell you!
The SBS coverage has been nothing short of what you'd expect. SBS are the mulicultural arm of public broadcasting here in Australia, and certainly love their soccer like no-one else (also their soft core porn, but more on that later). With half a dozen experts/commentators/hangers-on offering round-the-clock descriptions of happenings on and off the pitch, SBS are in their element here, make no mistake.
My highlight thus far has been the knot on Craig Foster's tie. Unfortunately no picture available, but it seems to be getting bigger by the day. At the moment it's about half the size of his head. We'll keep you posted with further developments as they occur.
UPDATE. 14/6/06: No, sorry, no change on the tie front, just would like to draw attention to this ace bit of writing by Harry Hutton:
-Oh to be in England, now that football’s there, to drive around beeping my car horn like a cunt, and taunt my idiot countrymen in German. “Ha! Ha! One-nil, Englisher dumbkopfs.” The expression of hatred on their dim resentful faces is one of the things that make life worth living.
Most of them are too thick even to insult me properly, though sometimes they’ll come back with, “Two World Wars and one World Cup,” which I always counter with, “Three World Cups and one economic miracle,” and then Deutschland Uber Alles or the Horst Wessel Song. During Italia 90 I got in three different fights. It’s always a magical time for me.
The SBS coverage has been nothing short of what you'd expect. SBS are the mulicultural arm of public broadcasting here in Australia, and certainly love their soccer like no-one else (also their soft core porn, but more on that later). With half a dozen experts/commentators/hangers-on offering round-the-clock descriptions of happenings on and off the pitch, SBS are in their element here, make no mistake.
My highlight thus far has been the knot on Craig Foster's tie. Unfortunately no picture available, but it seems to be getting bigger by the day. At the moment it's about half the size of his head. We'll keep you posted with further developments as they occur.
UPDATE. 14/6/06: No, sorry, no change on the tie front, just would like to draw attention to this ace bit of writing by Harry Hutton:
-Oh to be in England, now that football’s there, to drive around beeping my car horn like a cunt, and taunt my idiot countrymen in German. “Ha! Ha! One-nil, Englisher dumbkopfs.” The expression of hatred on their dim resentful faces is one of the things that make life worth living.
Most of them are too thick even to insult me properly, though sometimes they’ll come back with, “Two World Wars and one World Cup,” which I always counter with, “Three World Cups and one economic miracle,” and then Deutschland Uber Alles or the Horst Wessel Song. During Italia 90 I got in three different fights. It’s always a magical time for me.
