Trigger Blade
Cheerful twaddle
OK, I’ll start. Monday night v Arsenal, on the QE2, now a floating hotel in Dubai (not a shameless holiday alert, just an overnight on the way back from China). The rooms are surprisingly spacious, but there are only about 200 of them, whereas the QE2 carried 1700 passengers. As a consequence the rest of the huge ship just looks and feels empty. It has bars and restaurants and non-residents are welcome, but it’s location in Port Rashid isn’t great for passing trade.
The game was on in The Golden Lion pub on the Upper Deck, a plastic replica of what non-Brits imagine a pub should look like, but rarely does. It was populated by a group of travelling thespians, one Gooner and me. The Filipino barman spotted the very subtle cross cutlass badge on my shirt and wished us good luck. At the final whistle he came over, said well done and shook my hand. I felt my role had been peripheral at best, having consumed a couple of pints of £10 Stella and a plate of nachos with beef, salsa, cheese and soured cream.
The broadcast had the Sky commentary, but with Keys, Gray and Tim Sherwood as the studio pundits. At half time the discussion started with how to pronounce Mousset, they felt it should be Mousse-set. Clearly, research isn’t high priority for these lads, it’s pretty insulting not knowing enough about a player to grasp the pronunciation of his name. The discussion didn’t rise much above that level.
Just watching the Sky coverage now and at half time, Patrice Evra achieved a spectacular use of 13 “likes” in one sentence, all entirely superfluous. He does speak highly of us though (he “likes”us I suppose you could say).
The game was on in The Golden Lion pub on the Upper Deck, a plastic replica of what non-Brits imagine a pub should look like, but rarely does. It was populated by a group of travelling thespians, one Gooner and me. The Filipino barman spotted the very subtle cross cutlass badge on my shirt and wished us good luck. At the final whistle he came over, said well done and shook my hand. I felt my role had been peripheral at best, having consumed a couple of pints of £10 Stella and a plate of nachos with beef, salsa, cheese and soured cream.
The broadcast had the Sky commentary, but with Keys, Gray and Tim Sherwood as the studio pundits. At half time the discussion started with how to pronounce Mousset, they felt it should be Mousse-set. Clearly, research isn’t high priority for these lads, it’s pretty insulting not knowing enough about a player to grasp the pronunciation of his name. The discussion didn’t rise much above that level.
Just watching the Sky coverage now and at half time, Patrice Evra achieved a spectacular use of 13 “likes” in one sentence, all entirely superfluous. He does speak highly of us though (he “likes”us I suppose you could say).
