Have I mentioned…

…that I like fitba. We got smoked last night, I hardly touched the ball, only two subs, a goal went in our net deflected off my arm, three cards were shown in an old timers friendly-type game and I am wracked with pain this morning from sprinting pointlessly over and over into the outside right corner into which no one passes. All in all a blast. And two inches off my gut in three weeks and I looked very natty in my new Ipswich Town jersey which I snagged off eBay for about 35 bucks delivered.

High and Wide


Beckham inadvertantly joins the race for the X-prize

Tough break Engerland. I got to listen to the BBC Live Five audio through the latter end of the afternoon and then zip home to catch the Lampard goal that got you into the penalties. And then there was this a kick like I would have taken in high school. For me the rest is the breaks of a game and getting to penalties is testimony enough. But to miss by twenty feet high and ten feet wide?

Coached the under fives an hour later and the game went on.

Seven Days

Regardless of your position on the election, this photo by Rick Manodik of the Toronto Star surely captures, with seven days to go to the vote, the uncertain place Canada’s third unelected Prime Minister in my adult life finds himself in. I particularly like the unfocused background. I wonder what Martin might think on seeing the photo.