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So what is timesnewroman? It's not the font, rather my take on the age we live in. The USA is the new Rome and the times we live in are timesnewroman.
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Sunday, August 06, 2006Can I have my money back?...... No, hang on, I think I want to keep it! Excited I was. First home game of the season. Despite last week's disappointment, I was led to believe by several Celtic fans present at the game that we looked a useful side and had we taken our chances early on could have been 2 or 3 Nil up early in the first half.So the first half kicks off and I'm beginning to think they must have been taking the piss. Hibs were all over us, we were dire. The Ayrshire version of Stadler and Waldorf sit behind us. They are harsh but funny. Last season Nish got it mostly. Clumsy, lanky striker who somehow manages, sometimes, to beat players, mostly by stumbling around, retaining the ball, god knows how, at his feet. His name also rhymes with Pish which is helpful. This time round its Danny Invincibile, who has become Danny Invisible. How very droll we are. Anyhows, this is not looking good, I'm wondering if I can get money back on some kind of trades descriptions grounds and young Stewart next to me is suggesting that I may be a Jinx! Half an hour or so in, Hibs go 1-0 up and our defence looked static. I watched it, it was slow motion, you could see the build up and they did nothing. Top six my arse. Second half and things began to look up from the start. That man Nish practically from the kick off. Much laughter at the beraters. Then we're playing much better. This is what I like, football and we're playing it and singing it. Then halfway through the half, young wunderkind Stephen Naismith (There is Only One) jinks, jives, Maradonnaesque round 3 defenders to beat the keeper with a well placed shot. Rather than this be a cue to sit back and protect a slender lead we keep playing, the ball rarely leaves their half and its so much easier this way. Final whistle and its been a clear success. Home with almost a spring in my step. I say almost as I'm breaking in a new pair of Docs. posted by timesnewroman at 9:05 AM
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