Thursday, December 23, 2010

Happy Christmas to all



Hope everyone has a great Christmas and New Year. As the song says- things can only get better.

Cowan and Fianna Fail out, lefties in, Spurs win FA Cup (there's a 1 in the year), Blues win promotion, country returns to growth, taxes reduced, global warming ends and peace breaks out across the world.

OK, we'll be realistic and settle for the first.

Blue Moon, he left them standing alone



Well done to Tim Cahill for doing us all a favour last Monday night by inspiring the Toffees to a 2-1 victory over Man City. Assisting Chelski and Spurs, he also did Everton's chances of surviving another year in the Premiership no harm.

This was Cahill's 28th headed goal in the Premiership, which keeps him well in front as the most prolific headed goalscorer since the commencement of the League in 1991. Quite a record for a midfielder who spent several of his earlier years playing in lower divisions.

Don't you love the way Joe Hart made himself "look big" for this one. Text-book goalkeeping. Bring back Shay Given.

Wednesday, December 22, 2010

So I did me some talkin to the sun...

Great clip from a memorable movie from the late sixties.

Ralph Coates RIP



Busy pre-Christmas time I know (shoveling snow) but have to log on to pay tribute to Ralphie Coates who passed away last week, following a series of strokes.

Best remembered (by me) for his goal in the 1-0 League Cup Final win over Norwich in 1973, his broader notoriety stemmed from his runners-up spot in the 1970's Bobby Charlton Comb-over championship which was, not surprisingly, won by Bobby Charlton. In third place was Terry Darracott of Everton, followed closely by David Armstrong the flying Middlesboro winger. The high-tackling Terry Cooper from Leeds took the final placing, coming in 5th.



Good luck, Ralph, in the great barber's shop in the sky.

Wednesday, December 15, 2010

Neil Armstrong at Centre Forward



The above illustration superimposes the walking routes of the Apollo 11 astronauts onto a standard-sized football pitch. Neil Armstrongs' walk to East Crater Pan (Pan 5) took him to just marginally inside the opposition penalty area, having commenced his "run" on the left of his own penalty box having initially dribbled to the right hand corner of the same box.

This is an official NASA map and even if they have similar ones for baseball (confirmed) and I assume American Football I think it will be a long time before they try to plot, or maybe even attempt, a similar walk on a GAA pitch. The hazards are clearly far greater - Armstrong and Aldrin may have been trained to cope with lack of oxygen and uneven terrain, but the could not have been coached in how to deal with the extra-terrestials they would encounter on the "Irish moon". Battered referees, marauding hurley-wielders (dealing with rushes of blood to the head) and men in hospital coats to name a few.

But back to the science lesson - the length of the walk (which was measured and planned) was, according to Neil Armstrong, down to a few key factors - notably concerns over the durability of their uniforms in the searing heat and the need to stay within the range of a fixed camera mounted on the space module.

Science academics who have studied this issue also point to the fact that the astronauts as former athletes, would have possessed an instinctive feel for the confines of football and baseball pitches. It would have been anticipated that distance may have been hard to calculate by sight on the moon, and so NASA took deliberate cognisance of the inbuilt “feel” athletes have for the distances covered on a sporting pitch. An interesting angle indeed - entirely trivial but interesting nevertheless.

Finally, it was disappointing that the first sport to be played in space was not football – although it is quite understandable - quite simply there wasn't room on the lunar module for the corner flags.

Tuesday, December 14, 2010

Poetry - Kodachrome by Paul Simon

When I think back
On all the crap I learned in high school
It’s a wonder
I can think at all
And though my lack of education
Hasn’t hurt me none
I can read the writing on the wall

Kodachrome
They give us those nice bright colors
They give us the greens of summers
Makes you think all the world’s a sunny day, oh yeah
I got a Nikon camera
I love to take a photograph
So mama don’t take my Kodachrome away

If you took all the girls I knew
When I was single
And brought them all together for one night
I know they’d never match
My sweet imagination
And everything looks worse in black and white

Kodachrome
They give us those nice bright colors
They give us the greens of summers
Makes you think all the world’s a sunny day, oh yeah
I got a Nikon camera
I love to take a photograph
So mama don’t take my Kodachrome away.




The power of photography. I'd just love to see the snaps of Paul's girlfriends.

Monday, December 13, 2010

Pub of the Year - 1976 through 1983

Belfield Bar
Bar cards only with Loretto on the door; Mount Anville girls; disco afterwards; lifts home in a Mini.

Pirates Den
A step up from UCD; no questions about age (for except John O'Farrell).

The Rock Inn
A short summer sojourn in 1977; Derek Keogh.

The Merrion Inn
Friday night payday; the Trimleston gang; Iris Grove.

Lincoln's Inn (or just beside it)
Ireland v Belgium away; Bernard Nolan; calling the A40 for a lift home.

Buttery Brasserie
Trinity rugger buggers; breaking glasses; Northern girls and rooms.

Leeson Lounge & OBriens
Office entertainment; default option.

Merrion Row
Rugby nights; Luke Kelly (well not really); abrakebabra; challenging policemen.

Gleesons
Quite private business; Ambie the ignorant tipstaff; too close to home.

Anywhere obvious I've missed?