Me felt Breaking Bad was over rated. This new one on HBO with Woody is better.
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Paul Rowan got caught with his hand in the cookie jar....
O'Neill took issue on Wednesday night with the excellent journalist Paul Rowan who had suggested in a recent article that, broadly, Roy Keane was watching players in the north of England and O'Neill was covering the south. "I've been to Blackburn, I've been to Swansea, I've been to Southend, I've been in the north about four other times. I have seen 25 live games for the Republic of Ireland. I've seen 28 live games, but the other three didn't consist of an Ireland player," O'Neill said, taking a different approach to media relations than Trapattoni.
"I don't need you to tell me where I should be," he told him. "Do you hear me? I don't want you to make it up. Whatever you say about the team is entirely up to you. Okay? I haven't been hanging around Loftus Road."Comment
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Dont want to argue with Marty but isn't that him right there?
No Somos muchos pero estamos locos.Comment
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No, Crosby, that's a traffic island.Comment
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Don't encourage him/'them'...Comment
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Paul Rowan's first article on MON said that he was treating the job as a joke, although I think there's a difference between being jovial at a press conference and being disrespectful to execution of the actual position. The quote above seems to suggest Paul Rowan still thinks O'Neill isn't working hard enough, consistent with his opening impression.
I'm not sure though. International football is a bit of a sinecure in some respects, hard work in others. MON and Keane seem to be spending a lot of time on the ground in Ireland and between them are taking in a lot of games. It doesn't bother me much if Keane watches games nearer his home while O'Neill watches games nearer his own.
The rest of that Fanning article is quite positive on the outlook of O'Neill's tenure.Comment
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Rowan can't help himself, O'Neill had him sussed out and replied in kind.
Also sounds like O'Neill was pre-prepared to reply in kind, with a very accurate account of his scouting activity.
Usually an O'Neill honeymoon lasts a bit longer than 2.5 games. The second half performance didn't remind me of Trap, as was referred to by Fanning and others, as if it was a lingering legacy, but more reminded me of O'Neill's last batch of gloomy, relegation bound, Sunderland games. I think we have 2 problems to be sorted, the first is just regular team related issues, the second is O'Neill has to find his mojo.Comment
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Rowan seems to miss Trap already. Thankfully, O'Neill is treating him with the same contempt Trap did. We're in for a very boring couple of years, folks, if you want to skip to the end just go back to 2010 and read the articles about the then manager.Comment
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Yes like giving away a goal instead of humping the ball forward. If that second half was "playing football", you can keep it. Don't feel even slightly "refreshed" having lost at home to Serbia. We have got to start winning at home against decent sides or we might as well give up and I don't care how we do it.Forget about the performance or entertainment. It's only the result that matters.Comment
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I think you're being too black and white Owls Fan. For a start I think it's fair to say Fixer was more impressed with the first half.
More pertinently, the management's faith in a player like Hoolahan running midfield and playing lovely slide rule passes for Long is the other side of the same coin as allowing full backs to develop play from the back. Sometimes it won't work out. You've got to be able to trust good players like Coleman to use their judgment as to when to hoof and when to play it. His judgment, or at least execution, let him down.Comment
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Folding my way into the big money!!!Comment
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Cork lad cast as fictionalized Roy for film:
No Somos muchos pero estamos locos.Comment
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'The Roy Keane Diaries' by Enda Penny over on YBIG make for entertaining reading: http://www.ybig.ie/the-roy-keane-dia....127.blog.html
The next day we had our first full training session with the team. Some of the lads had played the live TV game on the Sunday on Sky. Stoke had played Hull in an uneventful 0-0 and Glenn Whelan, Paul McShane, Marc Wilson, Shane Long and Robbie Brady had arrived later than the rest. So had Jon Walters. I had had problems with Walters during my time at Ipswich. ‘Maybe this time things would be different’ I thought. Let by gones be by gones Roy’.
Down at breakfast Martin is sitting chatting with some bloke called Steve Guppy. ‘What’s he doing here?’ I thought. Guppy had been appointed as ‘set piece expert’ by O’Neill and this immediately set the alarm bells ringing in my head. I wasn’t consulted over the decision.
As part of the management staff I decided to sit down next to them. The conversation is strained. A new goalkeeping coach Seamus McDonagh completes the staff. He was someone who I barely knew of but was prepared to give him a chance. Then he opened his mouth. It was the last time I didn’t hate him.
It’s 9.45am. We are boarding the bus to make the short journey up the road for our training session. It’s scheduled for 10am. But there’s a problem. Some of the lads are late. It quickly becomes apparent that it’s some of the lads who arrived late last night.
“We’ll give them two minutes Martin,” I said. For once Martin agrees with me. Most of them just make it. Except Jon Walters. ‘Hello?’ I thought. “F**k him. We are going without him,” I roared and instructed the driver to go.
Late for his first day of training. I remember my first day of training for United. I paid a taxi driver to drive ahead of me to show me the way to the training ground in case I would be late. I was an hour early. I know it’s only a small thing but stuff like that usually betrays an attitude to the job. Walters’ timekeeping told me something deeper about his character. I would file that away. For once an Ireland training session is properly structured. I had been up at 4am setting out the cones before going back to bed for a few hours sleep
Under Mick and his shadow Ian Evans some of the players were standing around idle while they set up the possession games. A f**king farce it was. I was going to show them *******s what a proper training session was like. During the warm up a taxi arrives. It’s Jon Walters all of 15 mins late. He storms up to the training pitch. He’s angry. I tell him to hurry up and join the rest.
Later on in the session Martin sets up an 11 v 11 game. Bibs v non bibs. I immediately regret my decision to stay. Glenn Whelan and Paul McShane are f**king useless. I offer some encouragement but it’s wasted on these fools. Glenn has been a regular in the Stoke team. I couldn’t see why. Pass after pass went astray. “Will you f**king find your man!!’’ I shouted He looked at me with a blank stare.“Hello? Is anybody home?” I thought. McShane is worse. Couldn’t mark a statue that lad.
I decide to join in the second half. I’m now on Whelan’s team. Walters is on the other side. After a few mins Walters comes at me with an over the top tackle. He’s obviously ****ed off at us leaving without him. He catches me on the ankle. I went down. I’m ok although I have am badly bruised. I continue. The ball finds Walters over by the touchline. I hit him hard. “Take that ya ****!”. I catch him with a kung fu kick that catches him in his chest and sends him flying. “Don’t ever be late for a bus again you scouse ****. And tell your pal Wilson he can fook off as well.’’
Martin runs over. “There was no need for that Roy,” he said. “Go f**k yourself,” I replied. “I could have you shot you motherless free state gobsh*te,” he said. “Sorry Martin.’’Comment
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So Keane is the rebel that wears a poppy
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Get alternative reality Walters an alarm clock.No Somos muchos pero estamos locos.Comment
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