Sunday roast: Straight talking Roger Skidmore.Sad Blues inherit the fatal curse of Badbuy
BLUES fans have taken an instant dislike to loan signing Lee Bradbury Lee Bradbury (born 3 July 1975 on the Isle of Wight) is an English footballer, who plays as a striker. He currently plays for A.F.C. Bournemouth.
A former army recruit, Bradbury started his professional career at Portsmouth, where he played for three years. .
And who can blame them. The centre-forward has developed an unfortunate knack of bringing bad luck on his employers.
The jinx jinx
1. A person or thing that is believed to bring bad luck.
2. A condition or period of bad luck that appears to have been caused by a specific person or thing.
tr.v. first struck at Manchester City who were relegated to the Second Division for the first time in their history while Bradbury was on the books. No wonder they said he should have been renamed Lee Badbuy.
Then he moved to Crystal Palace to put the mockers on the Eagles. Within a few weeks they were bankrupt.
And what happens when he joins Blues on loan? Two games into his stay at St Andrew's and their hopes of automatic promotion have bitten the dust.
Maybe Trevor Francis Trevor John Francis (born April 19, 1954 in Boxhill, Plymouth, England), was a noted footballer and England's first £1 million player. He has also been a football manager. Francis is now working as a pundit with Sky Sports. should have bought Ron Bradbury, the 53-year-old, balding, bespectacled manager of Atherstone United!
I must be going soft in my old age but was Liverpool's Robbie Fowler Robert Bernard 'Robbie' Fowler, (born 9 April 1975 in Liverpool) is an English footballer who currently plays for Championship side Cardiff City.
Fowler's career began with Liverpool,with whom he made his debut in 1993. really so much out of line over his latest witty prank?
Granted, Bill Shankly William "Bill" Shankly, OBE (September 2, 1913 – September 29, 1981) was one of Britain's most successful and respected football managers. Background
Shankly was born in the East Ayrshire mining village of Glenbuck, Scotland, into a family of ten children. would have kicked his arse so hard that he'd have landed in Birkenhead.
But making a joke out of an accusation by opposing fans of being a "smackhead" by pretending to sniff up the pitch marking as though it was a line of cocaine, was just that ... a joke.
It was not a criminal offence against civilisation, it was not an endorsement of the drug culture and it was not an evil incitement in·cite
tr.v. in·cit·ed, in·cit·ing, in·cites
To provoke and urge on: troublemakers who incite riots; inciting workers to strike. See Synonyms at provoke. to our youth.
It was a joke. Maybe not a very clever one, but a joke all the same.
If by getting down on all-fours was another immature gesture directed towards Graeme Le Saux Graeme Pierre Le Saux (born October 17 1968 in Jersey) is a retired English footballer who played as a left back, although he sometimes played in midfield or on the left wing. then you could just about understand what all the fuss was about.
Greg's too ruddy slow
GREG Rusedski's marathon Davis Cup Davis Cup: see tennis.
Trophy awarded to the winning team of an international tennis tournament for men. It was donated in 1900 by Dwight F. clash with Jim Courier dragged on so long it created havoc with BBC's programme schedule last Sunday night. The final straw for me came when a documentary on the sexual deviances of the African rhinoceros rhinoceros, massive hoofed mammal of Africa, India, and SE Asia, characterized by a snout with one or two horns. The rhinoceros family, along with the horse and tapir families, forms the order of odd-toed hoofed mammals. had to be cancelled.
There may have been a lot at stake - even for someone born in the backstreets Backstreets is a novel by Australian horror writer Rob Hood (Hodder Headline, 1999).It is is effectively an urban ghost story, its plot centering on a young man Kel who wakes from a coma to find that his friend Bryce is dead, and is thereafter plagued by strange dreams, which draw him to of Montreal - as the thrilling five-set finale ebbed and flowed.
But Rusedski needed a rocket up his backside. Too slow to catch a cold, as my dear old Aunt Maud would say.
The Canadian's infuriating time-wasting tactics consisted of undoing his laces and tying them back up (37 times), mopping his brow with a towel in between points (142), tightening the strings of his racquet with a B&Q spanner (86), hitching up his shorts (19) and munching his way through so many bananas that it would have kept the entire monkey populace of Twycross Zoo happy for the summer.
Give me a couple of horny horn·y
1. Made of horn or a similar substance.
2. Tough and calloused, as of skin. rhinos wallowing in mud any day.
PTHIS week's turkey was stuffed, roasted and wrapped in tin foil tin·foil also tin foil
A thin, pliable sheet of aluminum or of tin-lead alloy, used as a protective wrapping.
Noun 1. as early as Easter Monday. Fabian De Freitas's bizarre explanation for missing Albion's 5-1 trouncing by Crewe took some believing. "I thought it was a night game," said the daft Dutchman after his no-show.
PCome on Daffy, you had all afternoon to dream up a more plausible excuse than that. Maybe a case of Easter Egg poisoning or being kidnapped by the Easter Bunny.
PBut then, as we all know, footballers don't have a mind of their own. When nature calls they have to ask their manager to lead them by the hand to the little boy's room.
What amazed me most about the De Freitas farce, was that Albion had no way of contacting the striker at home. They had his mobile number - but his girlfriend was using that - but they didn't have the phone number of his flat.
P"I know it," shouted Richard Sneekes. But by then, valuable minutes had been lost and kick-off time was fast approaching.
GREG Rusedski's marathon Davis Cup clash with Jim Courier dragged on so long it created havoc with BBC's programme schedule last Sunday night. The final straw for me came when a documentary on the sexual deviances of the African rhinoceros had to be cancelled.
There may have been a lot at stake - even for someone born in the backstreets of Montreal - as the thrilling five-set finale ebbed and flowed.
But Rusedski needed a rocket up his backside. Too slow to catch a cold, as my dear old Aunt Maud would say. The Canadian's infuriating time-wasting tactics consisted of undoing his laces and tying them back up (37 times), mopping his brow with a towel in between points (142), tightening the strings of his racquet with a B & Q spanner (86), hitching up his shorts (19) and munching his way through so many bananas that it would have kept the entire monkey populace of Twycross Zoo happy for the summer.
Give me a couple of horny rhinos wallowing in mud any day.