St Landrew

I can't entirely agree with you mate. I'm pretty sure there is a majority of fans who would rather have Lowe and Co out, but yes, they see no organised, viable alternative. There are also, amongst them, fans who may well have no affinity with any websites, or organised clubs, within the SFC circle. They just go to the match and then go home. You'd be surprised how many supporters are not one a select few thousand who live and breathe Saints, and don't even mix with, or even know, those that are, and yet are no less committed fans. I'm sure there are fans throughout the area, from all walks, and I'd bet if their voices could be heard, they'd prefer Lowe and Co to be elsewhere. It's only my opinion though. Perhaps we should do a survey..?

A mother got onto a busy bus with a baby in her arms. She had no trouble getting a seat, as the passengers fell away in awe and fright. She sat there completely unaware until the bus conductor came to her seat. Damn..! The word crept from his lips. What do you mean damn..?, asked the woman. That's an ugly baby you've got there Mrs. That's a bad looking baby..! Where the hell did you get that baby..? Jeez, that's ugly. The woman, grossly insulted, got up from her seat. I'm not taking that kind of language. Where are your manners..? Have you none at all..? I'm going to report you to your company. Let me off as the bus goes past..! On the upper deck, an inspector had been doing his rounds, and heard the noise downstairs. He fought his way through the packed bus. Come on people, let me through... Hey, what's going on here..? The woman turned.. That conductor of yours has insulted me, and I won't stand for it. Well I'm really sorry for that madam, said the inspector. This man will be severely punished. Our company is proud of its conduct and relationship with its customers, and I can only apologise deeply for any offence this man may have caused. Please accept this offer of a month's free ticket travel. And as a bonus, we'll give you a hand of bananas for your monkey.

Yes let's. I'll start you off. Ha ha..! God, that felt so good.

You're right, but not well into the second half. Perhaps that's why Spain looked as though they had 12 or more players on the field, at times.

Which explains why he was non-existent..! Now I see why I was asked if I was being ironic. I could have sworn Gerrard was in the line-up, although I didn't turn over to the match until 10 minutes in. Hands up. Got this one wrong. I assume I was mistaking Gerrard for Phil Jagielka. No wonder he wasn't doing what Gerrard is normally good at. Don't know why the speeling wus criticisised though. Anyone can make the odd tipo**. ** Before you run to the keyboard, yes I know it's normally spelled/spelt typo.

Right from the first match I attended, I used to get behind one of the goals. For the first season at the Archers End, mainly because I was in fear and awe of the Milton Mob; then thereafter at the Milton. Because I was so close to the goalmouth, I'll always remember the sound that Ron's head made on the ball. A real thud of head on leather. It inspired me to head the ball a bit more when the opportunities arose when I played for my school team. Didn't 'alf hurt sometimes, but I always tried to turn away, post header, like Ron might have.

No..? Are you..?

That maybe so, but it's largely due to any reception, evidence that is contrary to St George's opinon, has got in the past, and gets now. He who shouts last and most persistently gets heard and remembered by people who don't understand. This topic has been around the Lounge before, and at the time I debated it. I know the evidence, jeez, I studied the damn subject at university level, and have read several of the ideas and theories that were then just being discussed at academic level, but are now in the public domain. Like many people, before I was at University I just thought the temperature got hotter, and we'd all be enjoying mediterranean weather in GB in 20 years. Well it doesn't quite work like that. But I'm not prepared to dig out the evidence for people who's first reaction is to dig their heels in, and the second to ridicule. In a sense, the topic is made dead.

After a long time away, I've bothered to watch an England game. They've not changed. They still look like a collection of players rather than a team. Little movement, poor precision passing; it's the same as always. There have been plenty of occasions where a little run here or there would have created space, but I've not seen any. One could go through the team and find little to cheer, but the game was won and lost in midfield. David Beckham came on and produced the only bit of quality I saw. Lampard was non-existent, as was Gerrard. Barry worked hard, but was lumbering. These players could produce good displays if only they'ed support each other, but they don't. By contrast Spain were flicking the ball around with a plan. They looked as if they played together every week. They made those little runs that gained pockets of space elsewhere, and they didn't have to wait half-an-hour for another player to decide to become available. People might say it was men against boys, but it was more like brain against brawn. I'll return to not watching again.

I have a definite feeling that if someone showed you that black was indeed black, and you'd thought it was white all along, you'd not listen, be influenced, or change your mind whatever argument or evidence was presented. As a person, and a moderator, I don't indulge in name calling, but I must admit, you draw me close to it. Not because you talk from the other side of the argument, but because you seek to argue that anyone who doesn't have your opinion must be dimwitted and gullible. How do you truely know it isn't you..? Don't bother to answer, because, like yourself in this case, I won't reading.

It's funny how a simple - I wouldn't want the Chairmanship of SFC gets buried by a welter of exchanges. Does anyone actually read anything on these forums..?

Lounge bound.

You've mistaken the Lounge for TMS, mate.

Is this the interview with Jimmy Hill on The Big Match, the day after the match, TT..?

Don't forget, there were actually two..! And they both played for Saints in the 1960's.

One objection: SHE doesn't want to be the SFC Chairperson. Bit of an obstacle there, I would have thought.

Sums up my thoughts exactly.

The bloody gauling thing, from a Saints supporter's perspective, is that I can see it happening at Pompey, and I couldn't deny them their better fortune, just because SFC is run by a bunch of idiots, and none of them Scots, as it happens, or one-eyed. The days of good surprises at St Marys are a long way off.

Yeah, I know that one. My primary school teacher pulled me up for starting a sentence off with And. I pointed out that Charles Dickens did it a few times, and that was good enough for me. Although I never wrote a sentence, starting it off in that way, in school again.

Word processor dictionaries should only be used in the event of typos, and as such should really be set to the as-you-type function. They are absolutely no substitute to a good basic foundation in spelling and grammar. And, unless you are heavily restricted in changing settings, there should be no problem in changing the default dictionary to UK English. I know the above sounds terribly pedantic and formal, but it really f***s me right off that people can't bother to learn how to spell properly, or even properly check spelling, and instead rely on a piece of inaccurate and flawed software that emanates from Seattle, USA.

I see Guus Hiddink is in. He's a cracker of a coach. Now that is one Dutch Football experiment I'd love to try. http://news.bbc.co.uk/sport1/hi/football/teams/c/chelsea/7882667.stm

Just about missed an enormous pothole off Winchester Road [i think it was] yesterday. Must have been nearly a foot deep, and it was right alongside a manhole cover. Must also have recently opened up, as there were no paint lines around it. I just avoided it as I saw the car in front swerve slightly to avoid it. Nasty, dangerous stuff. Would certainly have damaged the car because it was bigger than the diameter and section of my tyres, and it had sheer sides. If I could accurately remember where the bloody thing was I'd report the problem.

Probably told this story a hundred times. Had a data processing job in the early 80's, and occasionally used to do the toing and froing of the data tapes. One Jan/Feb time, I went out on the run. This consisted of a morning trip to Andover and back; then to Portsmouth and back; and finally to Poole and back, with stops all along the routes. The Sun was blazing and it was quite warm for a winter's day. As I got close to Winchester, the rain and sleet started, which quickly turned to snow. As I went by the Winnal area there was snow laying, and the road was becoming a tad treacherous. When I got to Andover, the roads were just passable. On returning to our fair city, the Sun had returned, and I went upto the office full of my story. The guys in there said I was mad. I said, come down to the van, the snow is piled on top..! They wouldn't, and said I was geeing them up. So I went out on the next run to Portsmouth. Exactly the same thing happened, and by the time I got to crossing the River Hamble, the road was as bad as Andover. I got back, and they still wouldn't believe me. So I went out on the run to Bournemouth and Poole. Just out into the country, the snow was really bad, and the New Forest was covered in white. It took me ages to get back in all cases, and one of the things the guys asked, when I got back, was why it took me so long. Because it's snowing everywhere, I said yet again. They just wouldn't believe me. Who would..? It was sunny in Southampton, the roads were dry, and they were locked up in a warm office with views of the town about them. But after huge protestations, I managed to get one of them to come down in the lift with me. This better not be a wind-up Andy, he said. Outside in the courtyard was the Fiesta van with piles of melting snow on and around it. Me and my convert went back up to the office, and they still wouldn't believe us. I heard on the news later that the IOW was under heavy snow too. A special place is Southampton.

It's always a matter of time with house prices. In a country where the population pressure is very great, building land and house prices are always going to be at a premium. It's just a case of how high. Those people wishing to make a real killing in the house market need to look closely at repossessions. If you lazily wait for house prices to fall, you may find that the market has picked up and is away again. And once it does, confidence in the economy will resume. It's not all doom and gloom, and in fact, in the first time buyers market/small house, I expect a small rise. Certainly, 30% is possible off the top end. But I don't see it wiped off the average house price.

I read that in an early 60's BBC News voice. And it did make me LOL.