"I am not a number, I'm a free man," bellowed the Prisoner. Greedy sod, he should have been grateful, because Coventry City striker Paul Williams is remembered in the tomes of football folly by just a solitary letter. Yes, one blessed letter.

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NO CHEATING HERE, DELIA...
THURSDAY 3rd APRIL 2008
Typical isn't it - England fail to qualify for a major tournament in a summer that, from early indications, looks to be a potential winner for sunshine, beer gardens and long weekends lazing about doing nuthin'.

And the reality of watching rival nations enjoying themselves at Euro 2008 will really hit home on one of those balmy evenings when an otherwise idyllic night is ruined by the realisation that you're watching Greece v Croatia kicking lumps out of each other at some unpronounceable tinpot venue in Switzerland. With Mark Lawrenson as expert summariser.

So if you're feeling that anger building up deep in your guts, there's only one solution - fill 'em. And salvation is at hand in the form of the good old-fashioned blokes' domain - the barbecue.

And if your missus thinks she has escaped footy this summer she is sorely mistaken, because every time she looks out onto the family patio so adorned with elegant decking, beautiful plants and delicate shrubs, she'll clock a load of your ever-so-slightly-not impressive footy-themed burger burner. A metaphor for class, this is undoubtedly one for the purists, and you can impress your mates with the style and panache of this deep and meaningful bit of kit .. though remember to singe the sausages, as usual.

There's nothing quite like the thrill of the grill, so get yourselves down the local bbq's r us and lets get cooking in the good name of football this summer.

Of course, it doesn't need to stop there, with any number of other sports-themed outdoor cooking apparatus now attracting the attention of really bored blokes searching for a bit of novelty in an otherwise mundane sports void; although they do say the gap between interest and obsession is only equal to the number of corn-on-the-cobs you can carry home from Asda.


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