Warrington Wolves Homecoming

Thousands gathered, yesterday, in front of Warrington Town Hall, in order to welcome home the 2009 Challenge Cup winners, the Warrington Wolves.  I should know, because I was there.  In order to finish off the Wembley Weekend, here are some of my photos of the rain soaked event.

The fans patiently wait on the Town Hall lawn

The fans patiently wait on the Town Hall lawn

They were also waiting patiently behind me.

They were also waiting patiently behind me.

The bus is finally in sight..just about.  You should be able to make out the cup underneath the arch of the magnificent golden gates.

The bus is finally in sight..just about. You should be able to make out the cup underneath the arch of the magnificent golden gates.

With the team bus finally arriving at the town hall, the inevitable happened, and the heavens opened.  It wasn’t just a summer shower, it absolutely lashed down.  It was a sweet relief when the giant flag went overhead, acting like a giant umbrella.  The players were all on an open top bus, just wearing t-shirts, but I’m guessing by that stage they were too pissed to notice.  The crowd didn’t seem to mind either:

The cup is raised to the fans, and the rain sodden fans cheer.

The cup is raised to the fans, and the rain sodden fans cheer.

After a few speeches, from aboard the bus, that was that. And we went home before we all drowned. Happy days.

For the rest of my photos, click here.

Wire @ Wembley

As I mentioned yesterday,  I went to Wembley to watch Warrington Wolves’ magnificent 25-16 win over Huddersfield Giants in rubgy league’s Challeng Cup final.  The victory gained The Wire their first trophy since 1974, and it also provided me with a great day out.  I’m not going to attempt to give you a match report, but I’ll try and give you a flavour of the day with some ‘expertly’ taken photographs.

My friend, Will and I set off for Wembley on Friday afternoon, with the plan of missing out on the Saturday morning traffic.  This being Warrington, however, we were involved in a traffic jam before we hit the M6.  Progress was slow down the motorway, and the only amusing thing that happened on this portion of the journey was the sign hanging from a motorway bridge that read, ‘Can the last one out of town switch off all the lights’.   After taking a detour off the M6 (much to the Sat Nav’s chagrin), we managed to speed up and we were properly on our way.

We reached Harrow around half past five and arrived at our hotel, the Comfort Inn:

The hotel was cleverly camouflaged as part of a housing estate.

The hotel was cleverly camouflaged as part of a housing estate.

The hotel could only be described as adequate – it had two beds, and it was clean – what more could you ask for?  Well quite alot actually, but we got the cheapest room we could find.  After settling in and having a much needed brew, we popped out to sample the delights of Harrow.  We sampled some excellent cusine at a little bistro called ‘Nandos’, offering an excellent range of ‘posh KFC’ style food.  Afterwards we went to the cinema to watch Inglourious Basterds, a thoroughly bonkers film, that I’ll have to review at some point.

Saturday morning came and we started to see Warrington fans loitering around the hotel.  After a breakfast thoroughly inkeeping with the hotel’s adequate theme, it was time to make our way to the ground.  We chose to stay in Harrow as it is a short walk from Northwick Park tube station, which is only two stops away from Wembley.  It looked an unlikely location for a train station, in a quiet unassuming residential street.  It actually looked like you’d have to go into the basement of someone’s house to get the train:

Camouflage is a recurring theme in Harrow.

Camouflage is a recurring theme in Harrow.

Luckily, there was a proper station, hiding behind a bush, and we were on our way once more.  The journey was only about 10 minutes, and for an underground railway, it was conspicuously overground:

The wonders of modern technology, an overground underground railway.

The wonders of modern technology, an overground underground railway.

And then, we were there.  I’ve never been hugely fussed about the whol Wembley stadium thing, really, and I thought they should of built it somewhere esle, but it has to be said, it is a magnificent structure:

The view that greets you as you leave Wembley Park Station

The view that greets you as you leave Wembley Park Station

We made our way towards the stadium are saw the following sights:

Who, in their right mind, calls a fast food van, Beef Lightning?

Who, in their right mind, calls a fast food van, Beef Lightning?

It should be obvious what this is a photo of.

It should be obvious what this is a photo of.

The view from Wembley stadium concourse - a car park and the kind of retail park you get in every town in Britain

The view from Wembley stadium concourse - a car park and the kind of retail park you get in every town in Britain

Battle of the Super-Humans: Wireman v The Wolf

Battle of the Super-Humans: Wireman v The Wolf

Once inside the ground, we made our way to our seats; we wanted to know what we got for £76, as we had the most expensive seats. This is what we found:

This is what £76 seats look like.

This is what £76 seats look like.

They don’t look that impressive, but the view was pretty great:

What I could see from my seat.

What I could see from my seat.

It looked even better once it had filled up.  It seemed as though most of Warringon had turned up:

Warrington In Exile

Warrington In Exile

After that, all I had to do was watch the match, and thank crikey, they won!

It's the moment of victory, Warrington win the Challenge Cup!

It's the moment of victory, Warrington win the Challenge Cup!

And then all it left was to celebrate, and then go home…. but going home is the boring bit!  Let’s hope it’s not another 20 years before Warrington get to Wembley again!!

To see more of my photos from Wembley, click here.

Bolton 2 Liverpool 3

It will be a bit of a sparse (non-existent) match report today as I’ve not seen any of the match, not heard any if it on the radio and I didn’t even follow it on the Internet.

I’ve been at Wembley today to watch Warrington win rubgy league’s Challenge Cup. The Wembley experience was great, apart from the lack of signal during the match, which meant (for once) I had no link to the outside world.

As the rubgy reached full time I began to get a bit frantic at my lack of football updates. I eventually got a belated text from a mate saying that the score was nil nil, but I didn’t know what time it was sent. I tried in vain to find the score and was eventually put out of my misery, on the train, by overhearing a drunken loudmouth complaining about ‘lucky Liverpool’. It’s better to be lucky than good, as the old saying goes.

The facts I know about the match are these: Johnson, Torres and Gerrard scored for Liverpool. Bolton led twice. Bolton had a man sent off harshly, which changed the game. Gerrard scored a late winner.

What more do you need to know?

This match was all about picking up a win for the Reds and that’s what we got.

I write this, via the wonders of modern technology, on my mobile phone, hurtling up the M1 towards the beautiful North. Under the circumstances, please forgive any spelling/grammatical errors.

Chuck Versus the Third Dimension

This week saw Virgin 1 broadcast ‘Chuck Versus the Third Dimension’, a 3-d episode of their spy-based comedy-drama, Chuck.  I said in a previous post, Chuck 3-D, that I’d discuss it once it had been on, so here am I.

The basic premise for the series is this; Chuck Bartowski is an intelligent twenty-something, who, following false allegations of cheating during university (and subsequent expulsion), finds himself working in an electronics store, the Buy More, as an ‘IT geek’.  His mundane life is disrupted when his old college room-mate, now a spy, implants the only copy of a critical CIA computer\database in to his brain.  With Chuck now the only way that the US Government can access this information, he is deemed an ‘asset’, and is assigned two handlers; CIA babe, Sarah Walker, and NSA nutcase, John Casey.  With Casey undercover at the Buy More, and Sarah posing as his girlfriend, Chuck is drawn in to mission after dangerous mission and hilarity ensues.

Chuck Versus the Third Dimension was the twelfth episode of the second season, and with the series only just escaping cancellation, a 3-d episode could be seen as something of a desperate gimmick.  As I stated in Chuck 3-D, I’ve never seen any 3d films using the old style red/blue glasses before, and so I was definitely intrigued.  The result, I felt, was something of a mixed bag.  Some of the effects really popped, and looked great; others, in particular anything flying ‘out’ of the screen, were incredibly lame.  The most noticeable thing about the whole experience was the terrible headache that it induced, and the fact that I felt like an absolute idiot wearing the glasses (with one of my cats totally obsessed by them).  That said, it has left me wondering how good the new 3d cinema experience is, especially with James Cameron’s Avatar threatening to blow everything else out of the water.  I probably wouldn’t have bothered going to the cinema to see it, but after getting a taste of what 3d can do, I’m much more likely to go.

While I’m here, I might as well tell you my general feelings on Chuck as a series.  Overall, it’s quite a fun show, with Zachary Levi giving a great central performance as Chuck.  Levi’s portrayal hits all the right notes, you believe in Chuck’s lack of self esteem that has led him to settle for the Buy More, while at the same time, his inherent capability and intelligence shine through without being overplayed.  There is a subtle hero worship of Chuck by the other Buy More employees that really rings true.  Levi is also a very expressive actor and comically displays Chuck’s struggle with spy-work to perfection.

He is ably supported by Yvonne Strahovski as Sarah Walker, Chuck’s will-they-won’t-they love interest, and Adam Baldwin as John Casey, always annoyed with Chuck, but still somehow really likeable.  I’m slightly less enamoured with the other Buy More staff, who aren’t bad as such, I just find their ‘hilarious’ sub-plots really tedious and a waste of airtime.   The cast is rounded out by Chuck’s sister, Ellie (Sarah Lancaster), and future brother-in-law ‘Captain Awesome’ (Ryan McPartlin), both doctors, and a ‘perfect’ couple, who Chuck lives with.  It’s to the show’s credit that both these characters come across as essentially nice, it would have been much easier to go a different direction with them (especially with someone with the nickname ‘Captain Awesome’).

Overall, I do like Chuck, but hand on heart, I don’t think I’d miss it if it was to be cancelled.  It’s a fun show, a good light-hearted romp, but despite all the positive qualities that I’ve listed, it somehow misses something.  The Buy More sub-plots don’t help, the characters there are a bit one-dimensional, and the wacky storylines usually aren’t funny.  The will-they-won’t-they romance between Chuck and Sarah is not always handled great; a recent storyline saw Chuck meet up with and fall for an ex-girlfriend, and he didn’t give a moments hesitation about Sarah, despite supposedly being madly in love with her.  How do you come back from that?

I think that the main problem is that, as an audience, we’ve become spoiled by series that have an ongoing plot running throughout a season, and so when you watch a show that’s largely episodic, there feels to be something missing.  That said, if you want to kill an hour with some light hearted action and comedy, you could do a lot worse than watch Chuck.

Champion League Draw

I sit here and type this just as the Champion League group stage draw begins, and I actually feel a bit of excitement at the prospect of who Liverpool might draw.  Many people pray for the easiest draw possible, but I’m the opposite to that.  I want to play the biggest names possible, after all, big European nights are what turn you from a big club in to a massive club.  Of course, as a football fan, I like to be able to moan when other English clubs end up in a much easier group than ourselves…I’m only human.

Liverpool were out of the hat first and are in Group E. I’ll deal with that group first and then the others in order.

Group E

Liverpool

Lyon

Fiorentina

Debrecen

It’s not an easy group by any means, but it could have been worse.  Although we haven’t drawn any huge sides, it should be a good competitive group  - although can’t say I know a great deal about Debrecen.

Group A

Bayern Munich

Juventus

Bordeaux

Maccabi Haifa

Bayern and Juventus should provide a couple of ‘glamour’ ties in the group but it’s not one that inspires great interest in me.

Group B

Manchester United

CSKA Moscow

Besiktas

Wolfsburg

The traditional easy group for Manchester United.  Only joking, trips to Russia and Turkey are never easy and Wolfsburg are the German champions. You’d think that the Mancs will get through though.

Group C

AC Milan

Real Madrid

Marseille

FC Zurich

There’s a couple of the ‘glamour’ sides in this group, and it will be interesting to see how Real Madrid get on in a competitive group.

Group D

Chelsea

FC Porto

Atletico Madrid

Apoel Nicosia

Quite a tough group for Chelsea, but then there don’t look to be any easy groups this year.

Group F

Barcelona

Inter Milan

Dynamo Kiev

Rubin Kazan

Maybe the most interesting group, two of the big names and the chance for Jose Mourinho to pit his wits against last season’s all conquering Barcelona.  Throw in to the mix a couple of Eastern European teams, where people don’t like to travel to, and you’ve got a very interesting group indeed.

Group G

Sevilla

Rangers

Stuttgart

Unirea Urziceni

It could have been worse for Rangers, and they stand at least a fighting chance of getting out of the group.

Group H

Arsenal

AZ Alkmaar

Olympiakos

Standard Liege

If Arsenal play anything like, then they should power through this group.

All in all, it’s difficult to pick out an easy group in that whole competition with at least two decent sides in each group and a few unknown quantities thrown in to mix things up.  My thoughts on each group are based on snap judgements based on a) if I’ve heard of the club before, and b) if they come from a renowned footballing country.  This obviously is not a bulletproof method of analysis and I certainly don’t have an encyclopedic knowledge of Europe’s form sides.  The only way to know for sure is for the matches to be played. I can’t wait.

Reading Habits – An Introduction

My 'To Read Pile' (more of a bookcase than a pile)

My 'To Read Pile' (more of a bookcase than a pile)

Having your own blog is a wonderful thing; you can waffle on about anything that you want to, and nobody can stop you.  By the same token, as a blog reader, you have every right not to read what I’m going to bore you about.  But give me a try and see what happens.

In the near future (ie next week), I’m planning a new feature in which I’ll give a run down of all the books that I’ve read (and acquired) in the previous month.  Unsurprisingly, it’s going to be called ‘Reading Habits’.  Before I do that though, I thought it might be an idea to give you an idea of my general reading habits, which will probably just end up proving how weird I am.

As you can see from the photo of my “to read pile”, I tend to acquire books much more quickly than I can read them.  This is partly because I’m a really slow reader, and that I don’t allocate as much time to reading as I’d like to.  The other reason is that I can’t stop buying books.  For the last few years my main source of books has been charity shops and Bookmooch.  Both these methods are great for getting books that you want for cheap, but it does mean that you have to get them as soon as you see them, as those particular titles may not make another appearance.  This does lead to something of an excess of books.

My main source for keeping track of what books I’d like to read is my Amazon Wishlist, which currently contains 115 items (although there are a few CDs and DVDs in that total).  I tend to add any books that I’m even vaguely interested in to it (and then to my Bookmooch Wishlist) and then have a regular pruning session to get rid of stuff that was added on too much of a whim.  I tend not to prune anything from my Bookmooch list, just to keep things interesting, and so that currently has a total of 167 books.

The Amazon Wishlist relates to another of my obsessions, Amazon Recommendations.  Way back in January, in my predictions for 2009, I made this forecast:

7. I’ll compulsively update my Amazon recommendations every dinner time while at work, not satisfied until I’ve checked up to at least 500 suggestions. Eventually it will recommend the perfect book. Hopefully.

Well the search for the perfect book continues.  I love searching through the recommendations, it’s somehow therapeutic, and even a little exciting when you get to recommendation number 567 and are able to click on ‘I own it’.  And yes, I know how sad that sounds.  Anyway, my constant scouring and updating of my recommendations also feeds back in to my wishlist.

So, I’ve explained how I’ve come to have so many books to read, which I’m not going to count the number of, but you can see is clearly over 100.  Now I have to explain how I go about reading them.  I’ve maintained a pretty big ‘to read pile’ for a number of years now, and I maintain a policy of at least attempting to read every book that I acquire, no matter how much it doesn’t appeal.  In the past, this lead to a lot of cherry picking, and thus some books were getting left forever.  What I needed was a system.

The system is simple, firstly every book stays in chronological order of acquisition.  This means that the book that I’ve had the longest is on the far left of the top shelf, and the newest book in the collection is on the far right of the bottom shelf (the books that aren’t actually stacked on shelves, I’ll come to later).  Every new book that I get goes to the bottom of the pile.  Now, I’m not going to tell you that I read them all in order, it would get WAY too boring.  What I actually do is read alternately the ‘oldest’ book followed by a free choice.  This means that all the books will definitely get their turn, but gives me enough flexibility to keep it interesting.  I realise that I must sound mental, but I’ll continue.

You’ll spot the aforementioned books that are sat in piles, rather than on the shelves, and these come in two categories.  The three piles on the bottom shelf are just basic overflow; books that won’t fit on the shelves but are still kept in order. These books eventually find a way on to the shelves as all the others shuffle along.  There is an additional rule that I can’t read any of these overflow books until they are properly situated on a shelf.  This stops me cherry picking the most recent additions, which I’ll obviously be most enthusiastic about reading.

The two piles on the middle shelf are books that I’ve acquired that are part of a series of novels, but I have gaps in the run.  These don’t join the ‘official’ pile until I have found the missing links in the chain (now I know that I’m starting to sound like a potential serial killer).  Currently I am waiting for books in Terry Pratchett’s Discworld series, Jasper Fforde’s Thursday Next series, and loads of Christopher Brookmyre novels (which I don’t even think are technically a serial, but I still want to read in order – too many years of reading comics has drummed continuity in to my brain).

A final rule applies: when I get my ‘free choice’ I can only choose a book that I can actually see.  This is born out of the practicality of not wanting to move the piles of books rather than for more anal reasons.

So, those are my reading habits, and I know that I appear to be completely insane.  I assure you that sanity will prevail when I review for you the books I read in August, in the first official Reading Habits post.

Liverpool 1 Aston Villa 3

To say that I lack enthusiasm for writing this post is as big an understatement as when the Captain of the Titanic said that they’d ‘sprung a bit of a leak’. And since I’m a blogger and not a professional journalist, I feel well within my rights to skip any match details and keep this as brief as possible.

The atmosphere in Anfield seemed weirdly subdued from the start (although I was watching on TV), and this translated in to a weird match. Liverpool had more possession and far more chances during the game but came away well beaten. In a first half that saw the Reds have the better chances, they came in at half time two nil down. The first came from an innocuous free kick deflected in off an unlucky Lucas’ head (and he seems to have gone straight back to being the scapegoat for a poor performance). The second goal came at the end of injury time, from a corner, when the Liverpool players seem to have totally lost their heads.

The second half saw some pressure from the home team and eventually this paid off with a Torres goal. Minutes later, Gerrard gave away a rash penalty and Ashley Young slotted it away. From this point on, with 15 minutes left, the Reds looked like beaten men and the closing minutes of the match was painful to watch.

Villa deserved their win, the defence were solid, they were dangerous on the break and Brad Friedel was outstanding in goal.

I find it harder to make any sense of Liverpool’s performance. The players looked dejected by the final whistle; Rafa Benitez has a tough job on his hands in getting this squad psychologically ready for the rest of the campaign.

A quick note on the coverage as this was the first match I’d seen on ESPN. Ray Stubbs: great signing, Kevin Keegan: always entertaining, Jon Champion & Joe Royle: bloody awful and cliche riddled.

I’m not going to jump to any conclusions on what this result means for Liverpools season, as I said, I’m not a professional journalist. But for a team allegedly going for the title the start to the season has been a disaster.

Who’d be a football fan?

Tell Me About Gravy

Dear All

Just a quick post to inform you that the ‘about gravy’ page has now been fully updated.  In it, I explain why I write this blog and why it is called what it is.

You can either click on the link ‘about gravy’ that appears on every page of this blog, or you can click here.

MBM – Team POB

MBM - Team POB

This lovely bottle of milk is for the exclusive use of the Academy Award winning, “TEAM POB”.  Any unofficial usage may well constitute a copyright violation.  You have been warned.  Walls have ears.  Not literally, that would be absurd.  Honestly, what were you thinking? Wall ears? Moron.

The post was sponsored by the Milk Bottle Manifesto.

Missing The X Factor

So, I went round to my brother’s house last night, just after seven, and as I glanced at the TV I thought, ‘Hmmm, that looks like The X Factor’.  And it was The X Factor.  Why had I not been informed that it was starting again?

If I was being snobby I’d call The X Factor a guilty pleasure, but I’m not, so I won’t.  It’s an out-and-out entertainment show, and should be judged as such; it should not be compared disparagingly with great works of fiction.  That said, as I watched it last night (without the benefit of being able to fast forward using Sky Plus), I was completely underwhelmed.  Sure, there were still moments of great comedy, such as:

JOHN: I’m John!

EDWARD: I’m Edward!

JOHN & EDWARD: Together, we are… John and Edward!

There was also classic cases of exploitation such as the sisters with tiny faces on fat heads, one of whom was auditioning for the third time.  We all know that there is a preliminary round, so why are they letting the poor girl through again? This time with the added bonus of  being humiliated in front of two thousand people.  Luckily, they seemed too thick to notice.

But for all this, I was uninterested.  I did Sky Plus the late night repeat (and The Xtra Factor), and skimmed through them this morning.  I must have watched about 10 minutes of two and a half hours of programming.  Maybe it’s the change to a live audience in the auditions that is spoiling it for me, or maybe the format has run its course.  It’s more than likely though that I’ll be bored for a few weeks, get drawn in a bit and then be gripped when they get to boot camp.  It is usually claimed that the auditions are the best bit, but, actually, I disagree.  I think that people tend to say that because it’s easy to sneer and be ‘ironic’ at the auditions, and therefore it’s ‘cooler’.

The only other thing that I would point out is that The Xtra Factor tends to be a better show than the main ITV1 programme.  This is in large part down to the talents of Holly Willoughby, who apart from being incredibly lovely, is extremely likeable, good at her job and brings a sense of fun to proceedings.  She so clearly overshadows Dermot O’Leary (who I generally quite like), that it’s bordering on embarrassing.

Anyway, I may be around after next weeks show, or I might not! See you then (or not).

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