Thursday, 3 July 2014

Bass players, book covers, and computer games


The bass player quiz

Six out of ten, me. I got Hooky (New Order), Tina Weymouth (Talking Heads), and John Entwhistle The Who), emphatically and definitely. I got the Chic guy on an educated guess, and I've forgotten the other two.

I would've got Phil Lynott, Lemmy, and some others, but they didn't ask those.

Bang on the national average. I would've liked to do better than that.


The detective novel quiz

Match the book (title) with its cover.

My first ever maximum, 10 / 10.

I'd gladly swap it for a better score in the bass player quiz.


Football Manager 2014

It isn't exactly Grand Theft Auto XIX (California double drugs 'n' supa-ho's add-on pack).

It isn't exactly fast paced.

In the X-Box 360 advert, with Jessie Pinkerman out of Breaking Bad, the advertising guys decided against the slow, sedate unfolding of a Football Manager session, with a lot of text and little else wow-factor stuff, in favour of a first-person shooter (how that for gamer jargon?) with loads of guns 'n' bullets and stuff exploding all over the place.

I'm new to this, so it isn't exactly glamorous yet. I started at Southend, but got the sack halfway through my first season. To be fair, I didn't have much to work with, and no budget, either.

Weston Super-Mare then offered me the post, and after a season and a bit of mid-table mediocrity, again with no money and some pretty poor playing resources, in came the big ticket offer:

Boston United, in the Skrill First Division (North).

Yep.

I know.

Isn't that just too amazing. Well, better still...wait for it...I got Boston promoted. Through the play-offs. We're now in the Skrill Premier. 2015 / 2016 season. After a batting away draw in the first game, we've been stuffed by York and Newport County, and are in the relegation zone, 21st in the league table. Booed off the pitch by the home fans. Nothing positive from the coach. This was his summary:

  • Attack: crap
  • Midfield: crap
  • Defence: crap
  • Goalkeeper: bloody awful

The question is where to go from here?

I think the options are:
  1. Get our heads down and do what we can with the resources we have at our disposal.
  2. Stop playing balanced passing football and go for the up-n-at-'em long ball, shitkicker methods that served Stoke and a succession of Sam Allerdyce teams so well.
  3. Look online for cheats to get loads of money / loan players from Barca / sudden interest from Arsenal in terms of taking over when Wenger retires.
  4. Call it a day and take up driving around running people over, tottin' guns 'n' selling drugs.

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