Monthly Archives: August 2003
Let’s all meet up in the year 2000
Violence doesn’t pay

Are you able to read this? Good Expect some more upheaval on the SW19 front for a little while yet, hopefully not long to go now. If you want to know the problem, basically it’s something to do with permissions and web domain transfers not doing like what they should. Please be patient. And speaking
2 down, 3 up
Back to Chernobyl

Hooray. It’s back. Everyone start jumping for joy. Yup, Pop Idol has returned and aren’t we grateful? Lots of gormless fuckwits attempting to sing, with those who can somehow hold a tune signed up to corporate record companies, performing bland, over-produced musical offal and shifting loads of heavily-fiddled unit sales to the brain-dead and musically
Slut central
For the second time in 8 days, I’ve taken on a reporting role for SW19′s Army to bring you Seeds 1 Saplings 0. Just over a year on from our first game it was time to take stock of our progress, and an unlucky 1-0 reverse against an in-form Sutton first team is a huge
Hats on

Almost like old times this, isn’t it? I said “Almost”. Oh well, I would suppose that Coats 0 Hats 2 is a respectable scoreline, bearing in mind that this was Luton’s first team (who concidentally had hardly any players left after OGEM and co decided to do their usual), and yes, apart from shooting as
Bhoys of Summer

Mention “Football” and “Scotland” to any football fan south of Hadrian’s wall, and you’ll get a variety of responses : Hot Shot Hamish, Old Firm, two-horse race, crap goalkeepers, teams with stupid names, Jock Stein, Tartan Army, shite World Cup songs. You name it, it’s been said. Now, SW19, never one to take what people
Beached Wales

Whilst SW19′s very own Man in Black was discovering his Irish roots at a football match in Glasgow (geography may not be his strong point), I ventured from the genteel surroundings of Chalfont to the wilds of the Welsh border country to fill his (admittedly small) boots at Wales 1 Japanese Harpoonists 1. The Newport






