Who is the best football team in the world ? To watch?
some would say Chelsea or Maybe Barcelona how about Manchester United....so many choices world wide?
Now ask your self if you could only watch one game a week what team would it be, and from what league?
before you rush to a hasty decision please consider the following facts:
1. Skill of the players
2. How many goals they score each week (0-0 or 1 nil totally sucks no matter who is playing)
3. The league they play in. ( the Italian league has many stars but the style of play is way to defensive)
4. Atmosphere ( were is the game played at and how much passion do their fans have)
OK after analysing the situation I have come up with the ultimate football team, the most enjoyable team to watch,
and the answer is : ESTUDIANTES DE LA PLATA, from the Argentinian first division.
yes you may think I'm crazy but After watching the past few weeks. I am convinced that ESTUDIANTES are the best.
They score at least 3 goals a week, the team is always attacking, and the fans are completely insane, they sing from the first whistle to the last.
Stars: they have great stars some of you might remember Veron, (He played for Manchester United, Chelsea and Inter Milan.
They also have the next Gabriel Batistuta in the form of Mariano Pavone el tanque (the tank, this guy is absolutely fearless, you will probably see him in Europe next year) He is fast, strong and with a killer shot.
Well that is my choice...
what do you think?
Sunday, November 12, 2006
The Train John Lennon Gandhi and me.
The other night I had a dream, a very strange dream and it went something like this :
To say that things had been bleak lately would have been an understatement, in the last week I had managed to loose my job, my girl and most of my sanity.
I found my self completely lost and disoriented.
I was sitting in a rocking chair in my apartment ,In one hand I had a bottle of whiskey and in the other a loaded gun.
I was nervous and excited at the same time, I had decided to end it all.
I took one gigantic gulp of whiskey and started rocking the chair... as I rocked harder and harder I lifted the gun to my head
One last breath and I would be free..
But as I lifted the gun to my head I suddenly realized that I had pushed the rocking chair to far, I felt a sense of vertigo... I attempted to swing my arms to regain balance but it was to late. I was falling backwards head first.
I felt a loud thud and heard the gun shot...
I saw a flash of light and I was gone....
As I opened my eyes again I could not believe what I saw or where I was.
I was sitting on a train next to Gandhi.
I did a double take, rubbed my eyes and and I still could not believe it.
I looked at him and than I looked out the window, I could not say a word. I looked at the floor for a second and than I looked at him again.
He looked back and smiled, actually it was more like a smirk, but he did not speak.
I tried to think what the hell is going on.
A minute ago I was sitting in my apartment and now here I was on a train.
I did hear the gun go off, I wondered if I was dead
I was concerned was I going to hell ?(I thought maybe you fly to heaven and you take a train to hell, but this was Gandhi , no way he was going to hell)
could I be dreaming, was this a parallel universe, a million thoughts went thru my head
Of all the weird things, I mean Gandhi.
For a second I tried to reason, maybe it was the alcohol or I was having a flashback I did take those dam mushrooms when I was young, and maybe all the toking I had done was finally catching up with me, I must be having the mother of all flashbacks.
So I took a deep breath, looked at him and smiled. I had actually wanted to speak,but my mouth was still not working.
I took a second breath and prepared to speak, but before I could open my mouth, he turned to me smiled and said "Life is like train people get on and get off at different stations, some of them travel with us all the way, others just a short time"
As he was saying this I saw John Lennon and Ringo Starr walking down the aisle they were joking and laughing. I could not make out what they were saying all I heard in their thick accents was John saying "He is such a wanker that one"
Gandhi kept talking:"I realize some of it, is destiny but some of it, is random insanity, man is ruled by chaos".
what do you think Einstein? he shouted
and in the back of the wagon professor Einstein got up as he lit up his pipe " How many times Gandhi - How many times, God does not play dice with the universe"
To be continued...
in future blogs.
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Sorry I got to go ..The dolphins are playing the Kansas city Chefs. and I need to set up my fantasy league team.
Later...
To say that things had been bleak lately would have been an understatement, in the last week I had managed to loose my job, my girl and most of my sanity.
I found my self completely lost and disoriented.
I was sitting in a rocking chair in my apartment ,In one hand I had a bottle of whiskey and in the other a loaded gun.
I was nervous and excited at the same time, I had decided to end it all.
I took one gigantic gulp of whiskey and started rocking the chair... as I rocked harder and harder I lifted the gun to my head
One last breath and I would be free..
But as I lifted the gun to my head I suddenly realized that I had pushed the rocking chair to far, I felt a sense of vertigo... I attempted to swing my arms to regain balance but it was to late. I was falling backwards head first.
I felt a loud thud and heard the gun shot...
I saw a flash of light and I was gone....
As I opened my eyes again I could not believe what I saw or where I was.
I was sitting on a train next to Gandhi.
I did a double take, rubbed my eyes and and I still could not believe it.
I looked at him and than I looked out the window, I could not say a word. I looked at the floor for a second and than I looked at him again.
He looked back and smiled, actually it was more like a smirk, but he did not speak.
I tried to think what the hell is going on.
A minute ago I was sitting in my apartment and now here I was on a train.
I did hear the gun go off, I wondered if I was dead
I was concerned was I going to hell ?(I thought maybe you fly to heaven and you take a train to hell, but this was Gandhi , no way he was going to hell)
could I be dreaming, was this a parallel universe, a million thoughts went thru my head
Of all the weird things, I mean Gandhi.
For a second I tried to reason, maybe it was the alcohol or I was having a flashback I did take those dam mushrooms when I was young, and maybe all the toking I had done was finally catching up with me, I must be having the mother of all flashbacks.
So I took a deep breath, looked at him and smiled. I had actually wanted to speak,but my mouth was still not working.
I took a second breath and prepared to speak, but before I could open my mouth, he turned to me smiled and said "Life is like train people get on and get off at different stations, some of them travel with us all the way, others just a short time"
As he was saying this I saw John Lennon and Ringo Starr walking down the aisle they were joking and laughing. I could not make out what they were saying all I heard in their thick accents was John saying "He is such a wanker that one"
Gandhi kept talking:"I realize some of it, is destiny but some of it, is random insanity, man is ruled by chaos".
what do you think Einstein? he shouted
and in the back of the wagon professor Einstein got up as he lit up his pipe " How many times Gandhi - How many times, God does not play dice with the universe"
To be continued...
in future blogs.
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Sorry I got to go ..The dolphins are playing the Kansas city Chefs. and I need to set up my fantasy league team.
Later...
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