Plymouth facing a rare conundrum
In a week that sees the lives of Steve Jobs, Graham Dilley and Bert Jansch come to an end, it’s hard to know where to start. The heroics of Dilley have been remembered and the creative works of Steve Jobs are also recorded at length, but it is the curious case of Bert Jansch that still befuddles FootballCynic.
FootballCynic saw Bert Jansch on two consecutive evenings not because he particularly liked his brand of music, but because he was supporting a band he did like a lot. On the first night, he was the typical, likeable support act – generous applause throughout and a brief standing ovation at the end as he left after the 40 minute set. On the next night, he played, or, shall we say, tried to play the same set, but was booed from about the 10th minute by an ungracious audience. He left the stage after about 25 minutes – around 14 minutes more than most people would probably try to survive – with his head held high.
Perhaps, footballers have the same problem – heroes one game, villains the next. As England head to Montenegro for a dull game that matters a lot if you support Team England, the headline writers will already have a headline lauding Rooney for his mega-display and another headline blaming him for England’s abject failure. To FootballCynic, the game seems dull – almost as dull as the thought of those fools who will spoil a good English breakfast by trying to watch England play France in a sport that is fast tumbling from its rather irritating reputation of being ‘proper sport’ played by ‘proper sportsmen’.
For FootballCynic, he is more interested in how Plymouth Argyle perform against Accrington Stanley and whether they can lift themselves from being the Football League’s basement club. FootballCynic’s one visit to Home Park was the most welcoming experience ever; the fans deserve so much more. They have now been banned from signing loan players as their path down to the Conference is being gently engineered by those chaps at the FA. Playing Accrington Stanley, a club that folded itself in 1963, makes it a curious game and far more interesting than Friday evening’s viewing or, of course, Saturday morning’s. A Plymouth win? FootballCynic hopes so. To use the title of a Bert Jansch song “It’s a rare conundrum”.
FootballCynic saw Bert Jansch on two consecutive evenings not because he particularly liked his brand of music, but because he was supporting a band he did like a lot. On the first night, he was the typical, likeable support act – generous applause throughout and a brief standing ovation at the end as he left after the 40 minute set. On the next night, he played, or, shall we say, tried to play the same set, but was booed from about the 10th minute by an ungracious audience. He left the stage after about 25 minutes – around 14 minutes more than most people would probably try to survive – with his head held high.
Perhaps, footballers have the same problem – heroes one game, villains the next. As England head to Montenegro for a dull game that matters a lot if you support Team England, the headline writers will already have a headline lauding Rooney for his mega-display and another headline blaming him for England’s abject failure. To FootballCynic, the game seems dull – almost as dull as the thought of those fools who will spoil a good English breakfast by trying to watch England play France in a sport that is fast tumbling from its rather irritating reputation of being ‘proper sport’ played by ‘proper sportsmen’.
For FootballCynic, he is more interested in how Plymouth Argyle perform against Accrington Stanley and whether they can lift themselves from being the Football League’s basement club. FootballCynic’s one visit to Home Park was the most welcoming experience ever; the fans deserve so much more. They have now been banned from signing loan players as their path down to the Conference is being gently engineered by those chaps at the FA. Playing Accrington Stanley, a club that folded itself in 1963, makes it a curious game and far more interesting than Friday evening’s viewing or, of course, Saturday morning’s. A Plymouth win? FootballCynic hopes so. To use the title of a Bert Jansch song “It’s a rare conundrum”.
Lady Knobhead has always liked a bit of Bert Jansch. She describes him as "mid-morning music". He's not really my cup of tea to be fair, but he always seemed like a decent chap. You were close with your predicted headlines about Rooney, but every cloud has a silver lining - we don't have to suffer his presence in headlines when Euro 2012 starts thanks to a little suspension.
Lady Knobhead is enthused by the prospect of Plymouth Argyle getting off the bottom this afternoon. She fondly remembers walking round the Hoe as a young girl. Anyhow, enough of this - Lady Knobhead has made me promise that I will get off my bottom this morning and use a hoe in the garden after she sacked the head gardener last week. Bert's song title "It don't bother me" doesnt seem appropriate as gardening is about the last thing I want to do - but, at least it avoids the damned rugby. (FootballCynic writes: Hoe hoe hoe.)
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Yay-hey. Let's hear it for York City - 6-2 winners yesterday. We'll see Plymouth here next year I fancy. (FootballCynic writes: A great win for the Minstermen over high-flying Braintree Town. It's easier to take York City seriously since the stadium went back to Bootham Crescent after a few years as the KitKat Stadium)
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It was actually KitKat Crescent - which is strange since a KitKat is certainly not shaped like a crescent. (FootballCynic writes: Thank you for correcting the error. FootballCynic is struggling to think of a chocolate product that is shaped like a crescent, but Curly Wurly Stadium would have been fun)
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Curly Wurly - mmmmmmm
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