Friday, December 01, 2006
December 1st. 12.56
The weekend is about to begin.There will be the usual feasting (curry tonight and heaps of varied food and drink, I hope, in Bristol tomorrow) and socialising. I am hoping to meet some of the people who post comments on this blog and perhaps someone will tell who is 'gardener'.I always look forward to the weekend sport but doubt if I will catch much of it on television. I particularly enjoy Match of the Day on Saturdays and Sundays and if I only had Sky, I would be watching cricket at night, competing with American Football on Sunday and Monday Nights. We are probably quite spoilt with regard the quality of football available in Britain. Of course there is a lot of emphasis on brilliant attacking play and wonderful goals, but brilliant defence is often overlooked. I always feel more secure and comfortable when the team I'm supporting has a great goalie. So, as I won't be seeing much sport, I will celebrate a few goalies who I think are very special:-
101. Gordon Banks
102. Peter Shilton
103. Pat Jennings
104. Ray Clemence
105. Bob Wilson
106. David Seaman
107. Peter Schmeickel
108. Petr Cech
109. Edwin Dan De Sar
110. Shay Given
I had thought of electing Fabien Barthez for his sheer entertainment value but he wasn't good enough to get on the list.Only goalkeepers who have played in the football league in England were eligible.
Its not raining at the moment so I will head try to get some digging done today. Woody has of course gone abroad rather than face up to his resonsibilities round here, so planting the garlic will be delayed again. There was only one decent meal in Havana Black based mainly on beefsteak stuffed with a mixture of herbs and served with lots of rice, beans and vegetables which included fried yucca. I have no idea what a yucca is or what it tastes of. I moved on to an Icelandic murder mystery called 'Tainted Blood' by Arnaldur Indridason. Detective Inspector Erlendur of the Reykjavik police so far has only eaten one meal which he quite rightly abandons largely uneaten as it's an unrecognisable ready meal cooked in the microwave- not a good omen for meals to come - but its far too early for any verdict. The names are a bit of a mouthful though.
The weekend is about to begin.There will be the usual feasting (curry tonight and heaps of varied food and drink, I hope, in Bristol tomorrow) and socialising. I am hoping to meet some of the people who post comments on this blog and perhaps someone will tell who is 'gardener'.I always look forward to the weekend sport but doubt if I will catch much of it on television. I particularly enjoy Match of the Day on Saturdays and Sundays and if I only had Sky, I would be watching cricket at night, competing with American Football on Sunday and Monday Nights. We are probably quite spoilt with regard the quality of football available in Britain. Of course there is a lot of emphasis on brilliant attacking play and wonderful goals, but brilliant defence is often overlooked. I always feel more secure and comfortable when the team I'm supporting has a great goalie. So, as I won't be seeing much sport, I will celebrate a few goalies who I think are very special:-
101. Gordon Banks
102. Peter Shilton
103. Pat Jennings
104. Ray Clemence
105. Bob Wilson
106. David Seaman
107. Peter Schmeickel
108. Petr Cech
109. Edwin Dan De Sar
110. Shay Given
I had thought of electing Fabien Barthez for his sheer entertainment value but he wasn't good enough to get on the list.Only goalkeepers who have played in the football league in England were eligible.
Its not raining at the moment so I will head try to get some digging done today. Woody has of course gone abroad rather than face up to his resonsibilities round here, so planting the garlic will be delayed again. There was only one decent meal in Havana Black based mainly on beefsteak stuffed with a mixture of herbs and served with lots of rice, beans and vegetables which included fried yucca. I have no idea what a yucca is or what it tastes of. I moved on to an Icelandic murder mystery called 'Tainted Blood' by Arnaldur Indridason. Detective Inspector Erlendur of the Reykjavik police so far has only eaten one meal which he quite rightly abandons largely uneaten as it's an unrecognisable ready meal cooked in the microwave- not a good omen for meals to come - but its far too early for any verdict. The names are a bit of a mouthful though.
# posted by Bob @ 4:55 am 
