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BUSINESS I have it on good authority (Lynda did stay up until 2 a.m. for the finish!) that the final round of the Masters was well worth watching. I guess quite a lot of us felt that Mickelson would fold, as he has done before, but this time he nailed it, and he can justifiably claim that he won rather than the others losing. So the monkey is finally off his back, and maybe we can now expect another realistic challenger to Tigers position. Someone who will not only be failing to mount a challenge next year, but has in fact been unable to do so for decades is Arnold Palmer. He obviously felt that it was his duty to keep turning out in the Masters to please his fans, but there has been an ever-growing body of opinion that someone should tell him (impolitely if necessary) that its time to go. Sure he had a great Masters record, but the last time he actually won was as long ago as 1964, and he hasnt made the cut in the last 20 years! Now he seems to have bowed to the inevitable. What on earth was the point of him trundling round in 80+ strokes each year, when he could have fulfilled his appearance obligations by, for instance, doing the ceremonial drive-off from the first tee? In contrast, his peer Jack Nicklaus has almost certainly decided to call it a day, at a much earlier stage, before real decline has set in (he only missed the cut by 2 strokes), and explains his position in terms that will endear him to all; Is
there any reason why I should come back? What can I accomplish by
playing? The bottom 4 places after round 2 were occupied (in declining order) by Player, Coody, Palmer and Aaron, all former champions long past their sell-by date. If the Masters committee can organise a par-3 competition for the entrants on the day before the real thing starts, how about a separate, former champions round for those who should be embarrassed to go into the event proper? They could even let them use buggies! Behind Mickelson there were pleasingly high finishes for Els, Choi, Garcia and Langer, with another oldie Fred Couples also starring. The Brumbies remain atop the Super 12 table (albeit having played one more match than most of the challengers) and its still nicely bunched below them. The Queensland Reds went down by a single point to the Stormers and now look to have joined the Cats as the only teams to have lost any serious claim to a semi-final place. The Blues have the biggest climb to make, but if they play like they did last weekend against the Highlanders they could certainly succeed. Spencer was back to his outrageous best, passing, kicking and dummying in a display that was more reminiscent of the Harlem Globetrotters than a rugby team. The Brumbies also notched up a half-century, which although it didnt quite seem to be in the same league as the Blues, was against the previously impressive Bulls. However, the Stormers and Sharks kept the S. African flag flying (the latter with a surprise win over the Crusaders), and we are virtually assured of a nail-biting finish to the league matches. The Heineken Cup quarter-finals produced an all-French semi-final line up, with Toulouse and Biarritz both comfortably downing Llanelli and Edinburgh respectively. The other semi will match Munster, who held on against Stade Francais, and Wasps who steamrollered Gloucester (sorry, Craig). Maybe Tony and Gerry can orchestrate an eyewitness account for us (unbiased, of course)? I have received a couple of e-mails recently with slightly differing versions of a sarcastic report about the various alleged levels of terror alert recognised by the French. Of course such claims are scurrilous nonsense. Our cross-channels amis have every bit as much backbone as any of their allies. Why, look what happened just this week at the U-19 World Rugby Championships in Durban. They snuffed out a lacklustre English challenge to gain their place in the final, and celebrated in traditional masculine style by all bursting into tears! Anyone who thinks that sport is not a mental challenge need only look at the events in the Caribbean recently. The Windies cricket team succumbed to England in 3 consecutive Test matches, with a series of batting performances that caused anguish and disbelief. Then, as if someone had switched on a light, Lara comes out and whacks a world record breaking 400 runs, an individual total that exceeds the combined first and second innings scores of the entire team in 2 of those previous 3 Tests (and another 18 runs would have eclipsed the remaining mark). Ably supported by centurion Jacobs, he justified Vaughans caution over Englands series-winning performance by subjecting the hapless captain to the highest total ever conceded by the national team in a Test. Had Lara found a magic new batting technique in the past week? Did the team collectively and individually make giant strides in the nets? Of course not it must simply have been a matter of application. A good lesson for all. And any thoughts that the Windies may have profited from an easy wicket rather than any dominance over England were swiftly dispelled as the visitors first innings crumbled to 171-5 by the end of the third days play. The desperate situation in Zimbabwean cricket circles assumed farcical proportions this week. (By the way Im surprised none of you seized the opportunity to rag me for naming the ex-captain Heath STEAK last week!) Anyway, aforementioned Mr. Streak resigned after being upbraided for criticising the make-up of the selection panel. Almost inevitably one of the people he cited for lack of relevant experience was black, so that sealed Streaks fate. At the same time the Zimbabwean board member in charge of racial quotas covered himself in temporary glory with the suspension of 10 white players who had missed cup matches, notwithstanding that they had been given permission to do so by the ZCU president (guess what colour he is). We now have threats that up to 14 current Test squad players will quit. Meanwhile, as if in another universe, we have English Cricket Board officials due to meet government ministers, with the smart money on a decision to go ahead with the planned tour later this year (nothing to do with the fact that a refusal could result in a ban and a £1 million fine!). As an unnamed member of the gang of 14 said; "It looks an absolute mess, and we can't play under those conditions." Frenchman Olivier de Kersauson is barrelling northwards towards the Equator off the coast of Brazil in his giant trimaran Geronimo, and is within a fortnight of finishing his circumnavigation record bid. His pace is well ahead of the target he had at the time of his departure in late February, but unfortunately a couple of days behind the new record recently set by Fossett. Must be really galling to have had the goalposts moved whilst you were thousands of miles from anywhere in the Southern Ocean!
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For the second year running Sandy Lyle found himself paired with former winners 67 year-old Tommy Aaaron and 66 year-old Charles Coody for the first 2 rounds of the Masters. All credit to him for managing to make the cut under these less-than-ideal circumstances, but also sympathy for his point of view; I
am not ready for this. I want to stay competitive. Jack Nicklaus won when
he was 46. That's my age and I am looking forward to maybe doing the same. On the second day of Laras mammoth innings there was a spell when he was relatively quiet, but still comfortably able to push away the occasional ball and keep the scoreboard ticking over. It was thanks to Ian Bothams commentary that we learned just how bored Lara had been; Hes picking his spots. The Gulf News carried a letter to the editor this week, which embodied many of the classic characteristics of such missives from our sub-continental friends. It was complaining about the editors stance on Gangulys captaincy of the Indian cricket team, and ended with the dire threat; So
your negative efforts will again be defeated. Sounded like a cross between the Daleks and Pythons Holy Grail. In a similar vein, our favourite Italian comedian Ranieri has been at it again, this time smugly reacting to Chelseas Champions League defeat of Arsenal; People have said I am a dead
man walking but I am not - I am still moving. It is difficult to kill me. I dont go much on the Simpsons, and I saw a baseball headline this week that indicates I may not be the only one; Bonds
hits landmark homer. If England come up against Mexico in the next football World Cup, theyd better watch out for a sneaky plan that is being hatched by the cunning Latins. We have a pack of wet wipes in our kitchen, made in Mexico, with the advice that they can be used for Microwave Owen. From ADCOs weekly circular; Ittihad Airline single return ticket to Thailand. Original price Dhs. 1500/-. Sailing Price Dhs. 1200/-. Validity for 3 months. Please contact Mobile: xxxxxx. Presumably the explanation of a single return ticket is that its one way by air and the other by sea! Whilst were on air travel, Emirates airline are starting a direct service from Dubai to Glasgow, and the advert includes the following information; Monsters, wind-blown castles, men in skirts no wonder they call Scotland the land of the brave.
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But it's not
entirely honest in its subtle pro-Palestinian bias, and therefore needs
to be read in conjunction with an antidote, such as See detailed review +++++
BP's ambitious CEO John Browne expanded it through adventurous acquisitions, aggressive offshore exploration, and relentless cost-reduction that trumped everything else, even safety and long-term technical sustainability. Thus mistakes accumulated, leading to terrifying and deadly accidents in refineries, pipelines and offshore operations, and business disaster in Russia. The Macondo blowout was but an inevitable outcome of a BP culture that had become poisonous and incompetent. However the book is gravely compromised by a litany of over 40 technical and stupid errors that display the author's ignorance and carelessness. It would be better to wait for the second (properly edited) edition before buying. As for BP, only a wholesale rebuilding of a new, professional, ethical culture will prevent further such tragedies and the eventual destruction of a once mighty corporation with a long and generally honourable history. Note: I wrote
my own reports on Macondo +++++ A horrific account of:
More details on my blog here. +++++
After recounting a childhood of convention and simple pleasures in working-class Aberdeen, Mr Urquhart is conscripted within days of Chamberlain declaring war on Germany in 1939. From then until the Japanese are deservedly nuked into surrendering six years later, Mr Urquhart’s tale is one of first discomfort but then following the fall of Singapore of ever-increasing, unmitigated horror. After a wretched journey Eastward, he finds himself part of Singapore’s big but useless garrison. Taken prisoner when Singapore falls in 1941, he is, successively,
Chronically ill, distraught and traumatised on return to Aberdeen yet disdained by the British Army, he slowly reconstructs a life. Only in his late 80s is he able finally to recount his dreadful experiences in this unputdownable book. There are very few first-person eye-witness accounts of the the horrors of Japanese brutality during WW2. As such this book is an invaluable historical document. +++++
This is a rattling good tale of the web of corruption within which the American president and his cronies operate. It's written by blogger Michele Malkin who, because she's both a woman and half-Asian, is curiously immune to the charges of racism and sexism this book would provoke if written by a typical Republican WASP. With 75 page of notes to back up - in best blogger tradition - every shocking and in most cases money-grubbing allegation, she excoriates one Obama crony after another, starting with the incumbent himself and his equally tricky wife. Joe Biden, Rahm Emmanuel, Valerie Jarett, Tim Geithner, Lawrence Summers, Steven Rattner, both Clintons, Chris Dodd: they all star as crooks in this venomous but credible book. ACORN, Mr Obama's favourite community organising outfit, is also exposed for the crooked vote-rigging machine it is. +++++
It is really just a collation of amusing little tales about surprising human (and occasionally animal) behaviour and situations. For example:
The book has no real message other than don't be surprised how humans sometimes behave and try to look for simple rather than complex solutions. And with a final anecdote (monkeys, cash and sex), the book suddenly just stops dead in its tracks. Weird. ++++++
It's chapters are organised around provocative questions such as
It's central thesis is that economic development continues to be impeded in different countries for different historical reasons, even when the original rationale for those impediments no longer obtains. For instance:
The author writes in a very chatty, light-hearted matter which makes the book easy to digest. However it would benefit from a few charts to illustrate some of the many quantitative points put forward, as well as sub-chaptering every few pages to provide natural break-points for the reader. +++++
The author was a member of Britain's V Force, a forerunner of the SAS. Its remit was to harass Japanese lines of command, patrol their occupied territory, carryout sabotage and provide intelligence, with the overall objective of keeping the enemy out of India. Irwin is admirably yet brutally frank, in his descriptions of deathly battles with the Japs, his execution of a prisoner, dodging falling bags of rice dropped by the RAF, or collapsing in floods of tears through accumulated stress, fear and loneliness. He also provides some fascinating insights into the mentality of Japanese soldiery and why it failed against the flexibility and devolved authority of the British. The book amounts to a very human and exhilarating tale. Oh, and Irwin describes the death in 1943 of his colleague my uncle, Major PF Brennan. +++++ Other books here |
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crackling, compelling, captivating games, the new World Champions are,
deservedly,
England get the Silver,
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