Saturday, 4 June 2005
Whose more whacko? Chelsea or Jacko?
Pretty quiet around here. I started to watch the Scotland game this morning but made a good decision to get outside and spend the day mooching around in the sun. I ended up in Bucktown and it gave me the idea of writing a summer series called “My Chicago”. I’m no Fodor's but I will try to give you a little insight into the diverse neighbourhoods that surround Downtown Chicago, using my words and pictures. More tomorrow.
I guess I haven’t shaken the football bug just yet though because I’m now sitting here watching the USA v Costa Rica World Cup Qualifier (3-0 at mo if you're interested). And tomorrow at the very unsociable hour of 8am I’m due to play my first outdoor 11-a-side game for many a year.
Promised transfer activity will keep me, and these pages occupied hopefully but what the flippin hell is wrong with Chelsea? Is there any end to their arrogance? Kenyon, Ferdinand, Cole, Parker, Eriksson. It seems only Richard Murray, once again, is not prepared to turn a blind eye.
It also looks like Ashley Cole has made his last appearance for Arsenal. A sour end indeed, will this mean that the Gunners will ambush Celtic’s proposed bid for Paul Konchesky?
I will wean myself off it eventually, I normally do, perhaps it’s time to get myself up to Wrigley Field to see the Cubs or there’s the Lions tour, or the ridiculously one-sided test match, maybe the Federer free French Open final or perhaps I’ll get into the media frenzy surrounding the Michael Jackson trial?
After keeping myself at arms length from it, I guess it will start to warm up quite nicely now but after 14 weeks of testimony by 130 witnesses, including some of the most famous people in Hollywood, don’t expect the jury to make a quick decision.
It's funny because television here hasn’t been as saturated by coverage of the trial as I would of thought. In fact many think the Brits are far more absorbed than the Americans. "In the same way that Americans have a fascination for the British royal family, we have this fascination for Hollywood superstars, for us it's the trial of the century." (more)
Jackson will now wait at home in Neverland for the next god knows how many weeks awaiting his fate to be decided by eight women and four men who will judge if he is just crazily self-absorbed, badly ill-advised or guilty of something far worse than that. ¶ 22:20
I guess I haven’t shaken the football bug just yet though because I’m now sitting here watching the USA v Costa Rica World Cup Qualifier (3-0 at mo if you're interested). And tomorrow at the very unsociable hour of 8am I’m due to play my first outdoor 11-a-side game for many a year.
Promised transfer activity will keep me, and these pages occupied hopefully but what the flippin hell is wrong with Chelsea? Is there any end to their arrogance? Kenyon, Ferdinand, Cole, Parker, Eriksson. It seems only Richard Murray, once again, is not prepared to turn a blind eye.
It also looks like Ashley Cole has made his last appearance for Arsenal. A sour end indeed, will this mean that the Gunners will ambush Celtic’s proposed bid for Paul Konchesky?
I will wean myself off it eventually, I normally do, perhaps it’s time to get myself up to Wrigley Field to see the Cubs or there’s the Lions tour, or the ridiculously one-sided test match, maybe the Federer free French Open final or perhaps I’ll get into the media frenzy surrounding the Michael Jackson trial?
After keeping myself at arms length from it, I guess it will start to warm up quite nicely now but after 14 weeks of testimony by 130 witnesses, including some of the most famous people in Hollywood, don’t expect the jury to make a quick decision.
It's funny because television here hasn’t been as saturated by coverage of the trial as I would of thought. In fact many think the Brits are far more absorbed than the Americans. "In the same way that Americans have a fascination for the British royal family, we have this fascination for Hollywood superstars, for us it's the trial of the century." (more)
Jackson will now wait at home in Neverland for the next god knows how many weeks awaiting his fate to be decided by eight women and four men who will judge if he is just crazily self-absorbed, badly ill-advised or guilty of something far worse than that. ¶ 22:20
