Something to Sing About
In the last few months it may have looked like the Dallas office of Soccerati had fallen off the face of the sporting world. Well if your team had lost to such perenial powers as Spurs, Villa, and Sunderland, writing about the pain would probably not have been on a shortlist of things to do. And don’t give me that crap about pain facilitating good writing, because the Dallas office doesn’t do good writing, just rants. Yet today the clouds dissipated for a few glorious hours as Liverpool notched their third straight defeat over Manchester United. Sure it was a nail biter, and when the fourth official put up five minutes of injury time I was in the process of hiring a crack team of Albanian hit men to finally take out that Scothish drunk. Yet despite the backing of the FA, Man U failed to do what they always have a knack for, stealing games and points in the dying stages of a game. Hopefully this is the spark that ignites Liverpool’s season, if not then I have to put up with douche bags that sing United songs all summer. Oh by the way lap dances to anyone who can name the musical I’m referencing in the title of this post.
October 27th, 2009 at 1:26 pm
I believe the musical is Sondheim’s “Empty Shelves,” the part where an aging Stevie G sings to a drawer full of runners-up medals.
October 28th, 2009 at 9:28 am
Three in a row sucker, three in a row. And no it’s not Sondheim.
October 29th, 2009 at 9:57 am
Three in a row, to go with the other eight. They’re big and shiny, and have ribbons in the team colors hanging from the handles. You can come visit them during business hours through an official tour. Hell, you could go see one at Blackburn if you like.