THIS CITY IS OURS

Actually, the Caps Lock was accidental, but I’m not about to remove it now.

The first Steel City Derby in almost 5 years ended in a United win and some wendy tears.

1-0, 3-0, 5-0… The scoreline doesn’t matter. All that anyone cares about is the result.

The result that went our way, because we were the better team. Because we are the better team.

This has been a good day. This will be a good evening. Tomorrow morning might not be quite so much fun, but that’s a risk I’m willing to take.

Yes, another Black Label, please.

UPDATE: Now with added highlights for easy reference in the future.

Old grounds

The Tim Traveller has been travelling again, this time looking for “Football’s Oldest Stadium”. And the way he has phrased that (as he notes early on in the video below) is very important.

This offering appealed to me even more than most of his stuff, given that it was about football, there were honorary mentions for Beautiful Downtown Bramall Lane and Sandygate, and not least because of the repeated Channel Four Football Italia references throughout.

In case you don’t have time to watch (but please do find time), “Football’s Oldest Stadium” might well be the Arena Civica Gianni Brera in Milan, which was built for King Napoleon (yes, him. Watch the video.) and opened in 1807.

Whereas the oldest football stadium remains Sandygate.
And the oldest League football stadium remains Beautiful Downtown Bramall Lane.

90+8 art

Not every result last night was great. But this one was.

Those 98th minute scenes at Ashton Gate last night…

Hang it in the Louvre. (But maybe do a bit of cropping and editing first).

I do get it. Sometimes you just need to get the image out there and let someone else worry about the details later. And don’t panic, anonymous press photographer: I’m here to help.

There we go. Now hang it in the Louvre.

What a night.

Lucky last

A decent afternoon at the races…

Fun and games, although the betting was going very badly until the very last race.

A last ditch bet on the rank outsider (at 43-1 lol!) in the final run, and – following a 15 minute photo finish analysis by the powers that be –  a result that meant we went home in a positive mood and with a beautifully positive bank balance.

Nice.

Run done

I finally got out and about yesterday morning, because my knee was feeling better and it was the last chance for the foreseeable future to get any sort of precipitation on my new jacket.

Things went… ok.

Look, the knee stood up to the challenge much better than I expected. And I avoided making any judgement on it yesterday, because I was waiting for whatever this morning threw at me after not going easy on it at all. But it’s all fine. It’s still purple, but it’s survived the run yesterday and the gym this morning and things are certainly improving.

The jacket did all that it could, but it didn’t have much to do. One brief shower was all that it got, but it did handle that very nicely. Its windproofing qualities were extremely good, and because of that, I can’t see myself wearing it too much over the summer months, when all you want is the cooling breeze on your skin. Maybe down on the coast in the early mornings, there might be some more use with the cool Atlantic air. And come winter… well, I can’t wait to get out and about in it.

There is a suggestion in the forecast that next Monday might be cool and damp. Maybe another test drive might be in the offing. But I do need to keep my proverbial powder dry, because it looks like the new 5-a-side season might be starting again next week.

Gone are the days where I could just do any and all of the exercise and not worry about there being any consequences the following day.

But I am still standing.