Thursday, February 10, 2005
Those Welsh Are at It Again
There are some people in this country that cannot help themselves when it comes to sport. They take it too seriously, as if it is a matter of life and death. We have our football fans, who live for their teams and spend vast chunks of their income on following them. We have our golfers, who spend all their spare time on the course and whose partners are referred to as ‘Green Wives’. We have our general sports fanatics – also referred to as couch potatoes – who spend their time clicking between sport’s channels, drinking beer and eating curry’s.
This is a strong generalisation of course, and not everyone falls into these categories. But as far as the bottom end of the scale goes, this pretty much sums them up. It would not be a generalisation or inaccurate statement if I were to say, that the man in the following tale, is a total and utter head case.
The Scotsman reported on a Welsh Rugby supporter, who commented in his local club prior to last weekend’s international with England, that he would “cut off his balls if Wales managed to beat England.”
Amazingly, and to the astonishment of everyone, Wales did in fact win. The man in question then returned to his home, severed his nuts from his body and returned to the club with his jewels in his hand, proudly showing them off to everyone.
Panic ensued, and an ambulance was called. A quick-thinking barman stuck the man’s genitalia into a pint glass full of ice, in an attempt to preserve the fading testes. The last anyone heard, he never got his balls back, and he is now being carefully examined in a padded room somewhere.
Today was hard going. A full plate served up at work and a busy night with house viewings saw to that. After a scramble all day to get my project finished two weeks ahead of schedule, I rushed home to get cleaning on the house. It didn’t need a lot due to the constant attention it has got recently but it is still tiring.
I noticed the fish bowl getting a bit murky but with no time to clean it out, I stuck wee Smashie under the bed until the viewing was over. I gave him extra food to say sorry.
We had three sets of viewers within the first half hour and another couple later on. Two viewers looked particularly keen and things are looking good. It was exhausting answering the door and reciting the same old spiel about the house for every viewer. By the time it was over I was ready for a beer and an early night.
In fact it was a poor day on the writing front. Tomorrow I aim to make time to work on the KIC articles. Incorporated into this will be reviewing the 3 Men & Black gig in the Liquid Rooms.
It’s nearly two weeks into February, and I am way behind on my To Do List for the month.
This is a strong generalisation of course, and not everyone falls into these categories. But as far as the bottom end of the scale goes, this pretty much sums them up. It would not be a generalisation or inaccurate statement if I were to say, that the man in the following tale, is a total and utter head case.
The Scotsman reported on a Welsh Rugby supporter, who commented in his local club prior to last weekend’s international with England, that he would “cut off his balls if Wales managed to beat England.”
Amazingly, and to the astonishment of everyone, Wales did in fact win. The man in question then returned to his home, severed his nuts from his body and returned to the club with his jewels in his hand, proudly showing them off to everyone.
Panic ensued, and an ambulance was called. A quick-thinking barman stuck the man’s genitalia into a pint glass full of ice, in an attempt to preserve the fading testes. The last anyone heard, he never got his balls back, and he is now being carefully examined in a padded room somewhere.
Today was hard going. A full plate served up at work and a busy night with house viewings saw to that. After a scramble all day to get my project finished two weeks ahead of schedule, I rushed home to get cleaning on the house. It didn’t need a lot due to the constant attention it has got recently but it is still tiring.
I noticed the fish bowl getting a bit murky but with no time to clean it out, I stuck wee Smashie under the bed until the viewing was over. I gave him extra food to say sorry.
We had three sets of viewers within the first half hour and another couple later on. Two viewers looked particularly keen and things are looking good. It was exhausting answering the door and reciting the same old spiel about the house for every viewer. By the time it was over I was ready for a beer and an early night.
In fact it was a poor day on the writing front. Tomorrow I aim to make time to work on the KIC articles. Incorporated into this will be reviewing the 3 Men & Black gig in the Liquid Rooms.
It’s nearly two weeks into February, and I am way behind on my To Do List for the month.
Colin 3:21 pm
1 Comments:
You mean my suicide attempt after IU lost to Northwestern in basketball was uncalled for?
(JUST KIDDING!)
Ann
(JUST KIDDING!)
Ann
