Dan Whitby's Blog

The Tigers Roar Again!

2010-02-08T14:16:00.000-08:00

What a week its been for Hull City. On paper three home games to Wolves, Chelsea and Manchester City could only realistically yield a point or maybe three with a bit of luck against Wolves. Hull, who have lost there way in recent times following a sensational start to life in the Premier League, produced some of that old spirit and once again lit up the league with three mammoth performances which saw them undefeated throughout the three matches capped off by a deserved win over big spending Manchester City.

In August 2008 little known Hull lined up for there first game in the Premier League. Widely regarded as having the worst squad in the league by far, they produced a fine performance to beat Fulham 2-1 on the opening day. Hull had arrived. The famous spirit then kicked in as they went unbeaten through September and towards the end of November. During this astonishing giant killing run they disposed of Newcastle, Tottenham, West Ham, West Brom and most famously of all Arsenal on that special evening at The Emirates Stadium. Who can forget the scenes of euphoria from Hull's travelling fans after Geovanni let fly. They were every bodies second favorite team. Even when they were 4-0 down at Old Trafford they came fighting back and gave United an almighty scare.

On boxing day however the wheels came off the Hull City Juggernaut as they crash heavily. 4-0 down at Half Time Phil Brown performed the now infamous half time team talk on the pitch. Since that day the Hull spirit seemed to fade. They only one twice in the league since then and they went the best part of 3 months and the end of the season without a win.

On a dramatic last day of the season Hull survived JUST thanks to a Damien Duff own goal that sent Newcastle down to the championship. Who could forget Phil Brown celebrating on the pitch and whole ground chanting 'cheer up Alan Shearer!'

The 2009/2010 season looked more promising. A whole host of new signings including Stephen Hunt from Reading however following a shocking start to the season which included losing every single game in September Hull were a club in crisis. Chairman Paul Duffen resigned amid fierce criticism of the clubs finances and Adam Pearson took over. Following defeat to Burnley it was reported the the club had sacked Phil Brown, reports that were eventually quashed, however it was obvious the he was clinging on for dear life. A huge win over Stoke lifted the pressure as Hull then went throughout November unbeaten which included the game that would turn there season around. Away to Manchester City. Trailing 1-0 Jimmy Bullard scored a late penalty however his celebration proved almost as crucial as the goal as Hull finally put the ghost of Eastlands to bed after he sat a group of players down and pointed in the same way Phil Brown had done 12 months ago.

Despite a small dip the Hull spirit is well and truly back. Typified by a battling draw to Wolves and Chelsea followed by the performance of the season as Hull dominated City to win comfortably. Hull now have their ability to mix it with the best and hang on in games.

Hull's recent success has been largely down to goalkeeper Boaz Myhill who time and again has pulled of the crucial save at the crucial time as well as earning a point almost on his own again Tottenham with a series of world class saves to earn Hull a point.

If Hull want to stay up they need to beat the teams in and around them however if they keep picking up points against the big boys the give themselves a great chance. Good Luck Hull!

Introducing Back Of The Net

2010-02-05T12:03:00.000-08:00

With the first ever BOTN post there is only one place to start.

John Terry and his affair which has left his Wife, Wayne Bride and his country in turmoil. An England captain needs to be whiter than white. Somebody who all look up to. A role Model. Before last week Terry was all of those things. A seemingly perfect England captain. His perfect world has now come crashing down due to greed, selfishness and a lust to squeeze every last drop of revenue out of the England Captaincy. Did he not once think of the consequences of his actions and what about what he is putting his wife through? Is pain and suffering he has the mark of an England captain?

Look what he has done to his family and two children. Would you want to come home and see your father has done that. He's an insult to Bobby Moore and Billy Wright. John Terry was not proud to be England captain, all he was interested in was the privileges that came with it and he has abused those captain privileges. He has disgraced the England captaincy and all he has done is try and sell himself to gain sponsorship and more money. You should be proud to be England captain, honoured and if you gave captaincy to Rooney, there you would find and player worth to call himself England Captain. The mere fact that the affair was with the lover of his colleague and close friend Wayne Bridge just adds insult to injury and rubs salt into the very open wound.

To find out about Terry the footballer all you have to do is type his name into a Google Images. There you will see and all action leader, a motivator and an icon. On the pitch Terry can rarely be faulted however all of these off the field allegations have cast a shadow over his football. Even on the field however there were a number of issues with his captaincy. Can John Terry change the game? Can he grab a game by the scruff of the neck and win a game almost on his own? When backs are against the wall will he stand up and be counted? The answer to all three questions is no. He is just another player.

Terry also has form on the scandal front. In November 2005 Terry was accused of cheating on partner Toni Poole in a public car park. Jenny Barker said the star sent her saucy texts after she asked for his autograph and later 'met' with her in his Bentley. In March 2008 Terry as England's captain rejected a 50p an hour public car park yards away in favour of dumping his black Bentley in a spot for disabled drivers outside Pizza Express in Esher, Surrey. The £60 fine was nothing to a player on £135,000 a week and who had earned £1,600 in the time it took him to eat his dough balls and a Hot 'n' Spicy.In December 2009 he sold private access to himself and Chelsea Football Club through hushed £10,000 deals. This included personal tours of Chelsea's 5 star training facility in Cobham.

He may well be 'Mr Chelsea' however he is no longer 'Mr England.' If indeed he ever was.

Back, For one night only!

2009-11-22T10:55:00.000-08:00

For LEANNE!!!

Well its all good. Christmas is coming. New Year is coming (The sooner I get rid of this year the better) but best of all blog is back.

Since the last blog Winston came back to play year 10s, I had a goalscoring debut at the B house, started work at psr, Hegarty had the party of the year and GOT MY FIRST A!(Not in Psychology although soon it will be) I've continued in role as chef's technical assistant (pot washer) at the star, O.B. has gone under the knife and I drove the bus.

Well last week there was some incredible drama especially on the train. What started out as a leisurely pee turned into full scale war on the train. As I just started the door began to slide open and anxious of someone walking in I frantically pressed the close button. The next thing I see is the Ticket man thrust his arm in the door while I'm peeing and force door open asking me if my bike was in the way. At this point the toilet door was at its fully open state and I was still peeing. Next Thing O.B and Tom Howard come storming in the toilet calling the ticket man a peado and all sorts all the while I'm still peeing. 3 other people in the loo with me while I'm peeing. A murderous looking ticket man + 2 others. Eventually ticket man walked off in a huff and I stood in shock after my ordeal.

Also last week the most dramatic case of mistaken identity took place. Its a stupidly long story so here are the short facts. We were playing text game. Choose to text Alex Ware. He didn't have my number. Dave gave me his number. To increase my chances of winning I posed as a fit girl that had gone on his facebook. Very unalex like however his text back was very modest. Also unalex like was the fact he said that his name was Dave and he wasn't hot. As you can imagine Dave was livid. Following many more texts and phone calls Alex was playing dumb. We checked numbers many times. Then at the station. The penny dropped. With a thud. I got the last 2 digits the wrong was round so was texting some randomer called Dave with all sorts. In the end when I thought it was Alex after he asked: any pics?' I said 'Alex its whitby. lol. you can have a pic of my cock if you want ;) x'

Yesterday there was an equally amazing moment! Woking F.C 6-0 ST Albans City. YES! Woking F.C 6-0 ST Albans City. Woking F.C 6-0 ST Albans City.Woking F.C 6-0 ST Albans City.Woking F.C 6-0 ST Albans City. Six Nil. All I can say is we gonna win the trophy cup!

JD Job Done, Job Done JD

this could be fun

2009-10-25T15:00:00.000-07:00

Firstly today is dedicated to Callum as he is jetting of to St. Lucia with his girlfriend for a week. The jelous bones in my body a pumping. Secondally to my 2nd mother Tracey. To Grace and Emily. Finally however the biggest dedication has to go to the biggest most brilliant person in the world. If I could buy her a million pounds I would but I live in Goldsworth so she can dream on. A one in a billion. My 1st sister. Kelly.

Well Saturday began quite usually acctually. Mum shouting as per usual about mess here and mess there and the endless waves of my clothes that needed putting on hangers. As is the normal on Saturday though Tracey saved me and we made our way to Coulsdon to play a bit of football. We got there to find the smallest, grottiest, disgusting excuse for a dressing room. It was like being in one of those chicken farms when you are the chicken. Anyway we won 7-0 and I nearly came on out pitch.
Just for scott day I will write 'In the dressing room today ken told me he loved me.'

Then things got werid. The way home was a discussion of my love history. Fairly short but nevertheless quite dramatic. From Reception to Year 6 'relationships' to my awful lazytown adventures i've come a long way from the abusive countryfile/lazytown watcher. Then it was of to Epsom. Hegars taught me how to walk in the wind whilst still maintaining a high standad of hair. I unvieled a new style. I call it The Hegars Sidehawk.

All I will say is I didn't feel great afterwards. Plenty of drinks :D no cats!

Freshers

2009-10-11T10:58:00.000-07:00

Today is for the most amazing people. They know who they are and Mr Davis. Best blog in town.

Freshers was the night were I was meant to join the masses. The night that I was meant to have my ear pierced and then go hit Woking town. I backed out of ear piercing at the last minute and thought perhaps I'm better off going to do it at a professional place.

Freshers itself was not at all what I expected. I got there to see quite a nice looking place with different levels and not the sweat dripping from the cieling place I pictured in my mind. There was only one blip and predictably that came from my dickheadness. (if thats a word) Following a quick dance I went up the stairs to get a drink and completly stacked it. Once more a whole group of people were at the top of the stairs waiting for me to climb so my fall was in full veiw of about 20 people on top of the stairs and a few people behind me. Even worse I tried to make it stylish by getting on my feet and launching myself back up the stairs. Mistake.

In the end it was a decent night with more than I expected happening. On the way home however the nissan figaro appeared. The car of dreams to take us home. And that was that.

Sunday was work, work, work and more work.

Monday morning was problematic. Following Saturday's freshers Shane borrowed all my wax so I'm standing in the bathroom looking in the mirror thinking 'Shit! What am I going to do now!' No matter though. I had a plan. My year and a half old morrisons own brand gel will come to my rescue so I put it in. Oh dear. Not good. Looked at the time and cursed again before half washing it out and heading to college.

Monday was the day I found myself start to enjoy college. I couldn't believe it. I'm finally starting to grow up. And another amazing thing happened in media. I conquered photoshop! After 3 years and desperate attempts from Mrs O'brien to try and get me to learn it happened. I wasn't taught however there is a secret. To learn photoshop you must sit infront of it for hours and think like photoshop. Get into the mindset of photoshop and you will defeat it. Like me.

I think we can end on that dramatic note.

Winston vs Old Winstoners. 4.15. 3G Pitch. All teachers and all people wanted.
Friday 16th October.

Jd x

The Mystery

2009-10-08T13:24:00.000-07:00

Well today is dedicated to detective Leech, emma fucking hibbert and Graaaaaaaaaceeee. Also to Christina. Perhaps Courtney can squeeze in there too.

Firstly everyone at Cobham were in shock today as training was cancelled. The conspiracy theorists were out in force with all sorts of rumours circulating such as moles invading the training pitch or manuel returning to finish his fence when a bird peaked him to death however all of those are indeed false. After intensive detective work leechy cracked it. A bird shat on the clubhouse which lead to the whole club blowing up...or not.

Today began with a free period and the agonising decision. When I don't start normal time its so difficult. Do I leave early for the station and risk getting there to early and sitting there bored or leave it as late as possible so I can get straight on the train however run the risk of missing the train. Well today I got it wrong and got there far to early. Allana and Ollie B didn't come till later so I was left however I wasn't on my own. When you have your phone you are never alone. Now if I could change my last name I would want it to begin with B. For example Ollie B. Its all about the B! Imagine Ollie K or Ollie O. It doesn't have the ring. I want the B suffix in my name. Danny B. I like it!

I had Psychology first and stupidly went off to P.E cause I thought I had that so I was a couple minutes late. My error was punished with my seat not being saved. :P. Grace however did save the backup chair for me so it was all good. Media and P.E followed with Emma Hibbert giving me brain waves and Aqib giving me a standing ovation. That was college. No drama. No drama means good day.

It's Back!

2009-10-07T08:11:00.000-07:00

Nearly 4 months have passed since the last blog. Today is dedicated to Uncle Jurgen, Every Rousell, Every Rideout, Every palmer, Tom Howard, Ollie and Charlie B and AQQQIIIIIBBBB! Finally To Mr Crowley and Scotty Crowley for fixing the tap.

College has started and if there is one thing I have learnt in my short time at college it is that public transport is so shit. Firstly I have to pay an adult ticket until I get this railcard so it costs £3.90 unless I get a child ticket and sit in the toilet all journey. Do I get my moneys worth on the train? NO! No I don't. All I get is Nearly 4 quids worth of fluff on the seats. I've made no secret of the fact that at the moment I don't particularly like college. I'm pretty sure I will adapt and get used to it but every day is a mission. Get through the day.

My daily commute to college involves a cycling up past winston and then down towards brookwood. Uneventful unless its raining. Then you get to the queue of cars who are stuck at the traffic lights. Now I'm not sure weather its the fact they are stuck in traffic that makes them cross but they are the biggest collective group of dicks I've ever seen. Do they leave room for cyclist? No! I am motor crossing my bike down a grassy bank to try and get to college. Once I past that it is pretty uneventful again.

Last time I blogged I was unemployed but not anymore! I have 2 jobs. Pot-washer on Sunday and Coach on Monday.

My favorite lesson is probably media. Purely cause we've got Torres, a leek and AQIB! Unfortunately for me doing Media involves me reopening my relationship with the hateful photo shop. Could there be a more horrible thing. I've never been able to use it and bar a miracle I never will.

The last week has been appalling as far as football goes. You think Paul Robinson has a bad record a against Arsenal well that's nothing compared to mine against Woking. In the 2 Games I've let in 15 goals against them. 7 in one and 8 in the other. On the bright side, Jon Boardman was playing for Woking. Quite humbling.

Finally Thank you to Tracey for taking me to matches. Dan for helping me turn into Mourinho. Uncle Jurgs for sorting me out and Kelly and Emily, Life saving legends

JD Job Done x

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The Century. 100 blog posts.

2009-07-22T07:35:00.000-07:00

Since the last blog quite a lot has happened. It was my birthday. I proved to be the shining light during my debut out pitch for the youth team. I went for a character building test of patience to Maderia. I've played for the first team and on Friday going to Littlehampton in the FA Cup.

First off all for my birthday I didn't want much. All I wanted is a phone that works in my house which is on contract so I can actually call people and text people. Also being 16 is very odd. I can safely say that it has grown. My first 5 mins of being 16 were going so well until my ipod broke and is now broken. Now im 16 I can do many more things. I played the lottery thanks to Sam and got two numbers :D.

Anyway the 100th blog is dedicated to: The world record dedication holder Chris Rousell. Flask loving Leanne Sands. Emily 'Mountain' Raynes. Scott Crowley's knee. Hickseys Knee. To Amy's hair. To Pete 'messiah' Knight. To Uncle Jurgen.

Anyway its now August which is the 2nd worst month behind February. I still have no job and no money. Also I am beginning to worry about my exam results. I would rather live in blissful ignorance than find out I got Ds.

Anyway my 'holiday'. Not much to write. Went around seeing all different aunties and uncles. Drunk lots of coffee. Ate lots of meat. Spent all my money. On the last day I met Alex on the beach and spent the day there. Best day of the 'holiday' by a long way.

I got home at around 4.30 and was out the door again at 4.45 to play for the youth team only for it to be called off. Its safe to say I was a little cross.

Our 5 a side season came to an end and we finished second. We got a big trophy for our troubles too. That trophy meant a lot. After all the Auzzuri runner up trophy has pride of place on my shelve.

The song that puts you in the happiest mood :D TUUUUNNNNEEEE!

99

2009-07-22T01:46:00.001-07:00

Redknapp In Surprise £40m Move For Redknapp

2009-07-21T03:15:00.000-07:00

Redknapp In Surprise £40m Move For Redknapp

Tottenham boss Harry Redknapp was at the centre of more questions about his transfer dealings this morning, when it emerged that his first high-profile capture of the summer would be Jamie Redknapp, his son, who is heading to White Hart Lane in a deal worth a reported £40 million. The transfer fee, one of the biggest in football history, has raised some eyebrows among commentators, not least because Redknapp does not currently play for any club, having retired in 2004-5 to concentrate on advertisements and laboured punditry. But Redknapp Sr. says there is 'nothing irregular' about the deal, mediated by agent Mark Redknapp, which will see the eight-figure sum paid directly by Spurs to Louise Nurding, Redknapp's wife. 'It was just convenient to do it that way,' said Redknapp, 'with us all having each other's numbers and that. Is this interview going to take long? I've got a couple of people to see down the Old Kent Road.'

When asked what he felt the retired Jamie could add to Spurs' midfield, Redknapp Sr. briefly looked even more tired than usual, his eyes disappearing altogether for more than ten seconds. 'He's just a tricky little player who can make things happen for you.' When it was put to him that Redknapp had not played at any level for three years, having been forced out of the game by a recurrence of some of the 3,405 injuries which plagued him throughout his career, the Spurs supremo fudged the question, muttering that Jamie had 'actually been playing for Wigan' since 2005: a claim which could not be countered as nobody could recall watching a Wigan game.

Jamie Redknapp was also evasive on the subject of the landmark transfer, saying: 'I'm not even joking, mate. You fuckers pay up the full amount by Monday or my old man's going to have one or two things to say, put it that way. What? Oh, sorry, I thought you was the boys from Nintendo.'

It's not the first time the man known to football fans simply as 'Harry', and to tax inspectors by a host of other names, has been subjected to scrutiny over his machinations in the transfer market. While at West Ham he attracted criticism for the mysterious signing of Marco Boogers, who made only two appearances for the Hammers, and in 2007-8 he was investigated by the FA after his wife Sandra joined Portsmouth as a right-winger on a £70,000-a-week contract.

Knaphill Central 4-0 CCW

2009-07-20T14:45:00.000-07:00

Second place on the cards for central.

Manager Sam Wells went for a stadium tour at Real Madrid and remarkably was signed on a 5 year deal so I stepped in to the managers job this week. Red faced Real president Florentino Perez issued a statement saying: 'He was milling aroud outside the ground so the we moved him inside to sign a contract,' 'Its a terrible misunderstanding but all new signings are good,' he added. "We thought he was a new signing because he was doing that thing with the scarf," spokesman Luis Villarejo explained.

With loan signing Shane Rideout joining the Knaphill crew to replace Sam an easy win was on the card and it started that way with a goal set up from the back. Whitby produced a delicate chip rolling back the years in the process to his outfielder days towards jon who in turn played the ball into rideout who lashed home. After Jacko amazingly missed from 2 yards with an open goal central fell apart. The gaffer decided to take off jack who's face was as red as his shirt after that howler ;). Bionic Legs geoff replaced him and performed well but couldnt stop endless pressure from CCW. Whitby made a good save from close range to prevent and equaliser and central got to the break 1-0 up.

Second half started similarly with Whitby making 2 or 3 vital saves until central ran riot. Bayliss ripped them apart with passing to rival Ian Selley, Chris Sharpling and many other greats. Central dominated and after the most spectacular own goal seen in 5 a side. I venomous drive into the top corner to make it 2-0. Jacko returned to the action and in the style of his idol Goma Lambu ran the other team ragged. CCW just couldn't keep the ball. After more great work from the man named after Woking Legend Shane Wye, Jon tapped in from close range before Rideout ran the pitch, rounded the keeper and scored. There was still time for Whitby to explore the CCW half with ball at my feet and Brad Bayliss to more than sting the fingertips of the CCW goalkeepr. Final score 4-0

Golf , World Exclusive Interview and painting

2009-07-20T02:27:00.000-07:00

Today is dedicated to golf and Bradley

I hate golf. Not as badly as cricket but this week I found myself watching the open. I don't know why I watched. I just found it interesting that a 59 year old man could have a chance of winning. A 1000/1 outsider. This proves to me that it isn't a sport however like snooker I managed to lose myself watching the game. I even started to watch the build up and saw some past golf events and this Seve Ballesteros. The ultimate of human being. Anyway to my mind golf is the ultimate test of concentration and charecter with one bad shot resulting in heart break. The one thing that does slightly piss me off about golf is the people who watch it. They are the sort who go to watch Fulham. The sort who wear flat caps and chew on a stick of celery. The sort who work in an office drinking coffee until the weekend where they drive there Audi up to Scotland and watch the golf. They contribute to the game in no way at all.

Anyway onto me. I've been very good this week. To try and get money for some presents I have been doing house jobs and my latest one was painting and I'm a bit of a dab hand at painting if I don't say so myself. I was told to paint the shed and then started painting with the wrong paint. I stopped and started again and then to my horror my mum comes out screaming saying I've done a good job painting its just I've painted the whole of one side in think black oil. Eventually I got the right paint and set about painting the shed.

Once again this week I am Cappelo for the 5 a side team because Sam is away. I see myself more as a Harry Redknapp. Able to sign world beating players on a shoe string budget and this week. I have signed world player of the year. Valued by his club at around £75,000,000,000 however I have signed him for an undisclosed fee believed to be around £4.25 and a pack of wine gums. Rideout debuts for Knaphill Central at 6.30 today.
Knaphill Central Star, defensive rock Bradley Bayliss gave an interview for DanWhitbys Blog.

Whitby: 5 a side football is completely different to 11 a side. Did you find it hard to adapt at first?
Bradley: Yes it is tricky, but with the wise coaching from Daniel Whitby behind you, you soon get to grips with it.
Whitby: Last week you missed out due to work permit issues are you ready to seek retribution this week?
Bradley: Of course, I am raring to go. But a little glad I missed out on last weeks clash; didn't really fancy a knuckle sandwich for tea.
Whitby: With playing 5 a side comes HUGE media pressure what pre match routines do you have to cope?
Bradley: I start off the day with a nice relaxing 5 hours of call of duty, which gets me in the mood for battle and ready to face the challenge that awaits the team and I. After a Rivita mini for lunch, I sit down beside my bed and watch songs of praise to calm the nerves before getting the footy kit on and kissing the badge on my shirt. Then I choose socks with matching rings on them depending on what I'm wearing.
Whitby: Prediction for tonight?
Bradley: Hmmmm, 4-1 to us.

Also this week TOMMY HUTCH SIGNS! We really well piss the Blue Square South now. He loves us and we love him. Also we established Jake Ayres looks like Pie-face from Dennis the menace.

My Top 7 songs. (At the moment)

2009-07-12T10:12:00.000-07:00

My top 7 favorite songs at the moment. To be honest it could be in any order and thats why I did top 7 because I couldn't decide on a top 5. Anyway here it is.

Number 7:

Number 6:

Number 5:

Number 4:

Number 3:

Number 2: Just the happiest song in the world

Number 1: Man in the Mirror

Last 3 days and Parties :D

2009-07-12T10:09:00.001-07:00

Today is dedicated to Sam Palmer who saved Saturday night and made it pretty spectacular. Uncle Jurgen AND ROBBIE WILSOOOON!!!

Thursday was the day that finally me and Jack got our epic tennis encounter underway. The first set was anything but tight with Jack racing into a 4-1 lead however I gritted my teeth and got it back to 5-5. I had now devised a great plan to beat him and it was to expose his height. This worked so well I went 6-5 up and was a game away from the first set. Unfortunately Jack held serve and forced a tie break. You could get the tension with a knife. The capacity crowd included a tramp asleep on the park bench and mothers pushing there children around couldn't bare to watch. It was probably more the mothers walking well away from us due to my loud cursing and the trap was asleep facing the other way. Buoyed by the crowd support, i fed off it and racing into a 5-2 lead in the tie break. 5-2 turned into 5-3 which turned into 5-4 and after and epic point 6-4. Two set points. From there it was all downhill as jack took the tie break 11-13 after 6 or 7 wind assisted shots. In the end Jack won 7-6, 6-4, 6-3 however for me it was like playing a 3 year old at football. I know I was far better than him and not wanting to make him upset I'm let him win. Simple.

Anyway 3 hrs of tennis left me pretty much broken for pre season training. That was hard.

Friday was a day which was full of Jack celebrating his fluke victory however it was Emma's surprise party to in the evening. Unfortunately due to a match the next day I was forced to being sober. Other than a cheeky shot each for me and Shane.

Onto Saturday's match and after one of the funniest dressing rooms ever we got out to warm up. I borrowed Jurgens gloves which were really good. I was quite pleased with myself. Despite the odd slip up as there generally is with me I played well and made some good saves. The match was all build up for Callum and Tash's engagement party though. I didn't bring any clothes so I went home with Sam and got changed and walked up to the Palmers. Emily then vandalised my facebook before we left to go. I got in the back seats and as I went to shut the boot I slipped and fell out the car. This sort of set the tone for the rest of the night. There were a couple of very notable incidents that included the stand and slippery surface however there is no need to get caught up on little details. It was a great night.

Thats pretty much that :D

JD X

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The last 3 days :D Parties :D

2009-07-12T09:19:00.000-07:00

Top 5 best saves of all time

2009-07-09T03:43:00.000-07:00

Barthez vs. Liverpool

Peter Schmeichel for Man City Vs. Liverpool

David Seaman claws the ball out

Kuszczak unbelievable save

Bogdan Lombont. The greatest save.

08/07/09 I hate cricket

2009-07-08T14:05:00.000-07:00

Today I was meant to be writing about my crushing defeat of Jacko in tennis however the start of the worst and most boring 'sporting' series in the world meant he had to stay in and watch that. I mean does anyone watch cricket outside of Surrey? Maybe one or two people but by law they must have a comb over. How can people watch it? The same thing happens over and over again. What possessed someone to invent a sport where you stand in front of 3 sticks with a plank of wood in hand? Then you get all these tribal dances when someone appeals for LBW. I can just about understand what is good about 20/20 cricket because its over quickly and the players actually whack the ball but test cricket is unbearable. Could someone please tell me how it is interesting about it. It ruins my sky sports news in the morning which is full of the ashes score and what channel its on. 'Sky sports 1 and HD one', 'Watch the cricket in glorious High Definition' is all I hear. NO! I would rather watch Songs of Praise or Prime Ministers questions in HD. I nearly said Countryfile but that's going to far. I've been to a cricket club and whilst attempting to have a go at the game is far better than watching it, that is only because all the people with comb overs and stumps so far up there arse they walk like ducks got cross with me cause I was noisy, crap and pretty much every sentence ended with: What am I doing here?

Well anyway onto today and I made my first smoothie as recommended my Jurgen. After I successfully cooked last week I was feeling buoyant at the prospect of making a smoothie. I mean how hard could it be? With advice from Jurgen I did banana and I got out my blender, cut 3 bananas into small chunks and then stuck them in. To put it bluntly I made a huge mess and all bits of smoothie came out the little hole in the blender. It was to bannanary. So I put lots of sugar and maple syrup in. Then it tasted of banana horribleness. That wasn't even the worst of it. The shire sight of it made me ill. I can only describe it as erupting, bubbling cement. It was all grey and horrible. To be fair to it when I got used to the taste it wasn't to bad so alls well that ends well.

Spot the difference

That's pretty much that

JD X

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More Pre - Season and Cricket

2009-07-08T04:09:00.000-07:00

Today is dedicated to JURGEN!

I will start with some terrible news. Pete's van is sick. :(

Today was meant to be the day that I destroyed Jacko at tennis however the monsoon rain postponed it. My prediction is 6-0 6-0 6-1. Purely 6-1 cause I would give him a game at the end.

Pre season training is now in full swing. Pete has retired from fitness duties and handed it to Callum. Last week was painful but this week... Well. Anyway before all that was making saves. In the first couple of sessions I can safely say I was cooking on calor gas. Whitby was flying left and right as if he was drinking red bull. Then it was off to callum and after last week I was genuinely scared of doing the fitness and after watching everyone else it didn't really help my fears. It was a mix of shuttle sprints, squat thrusts, knees to chest and punishments. The last placed team had to do punishments and I always seemed to do the punishments except the one that we had to do 15 marine press ups. When I got home I tried one and immediately regretted saying I would do 50 marine press ups if I'm not on top form on Thursday. It was murder. I could barely stand up. Then I went over for more goalkeeping and I couldn't see. I had black spots and fuzzyness. I got in the clubhouse for a well earned toastie and made our way home. Mark Mcendrick ran out of petrol outside a petrol station that was shut which is pretty bitter so Pete went to pick him up and get him some petrol from somewhere else. Then I went home.

The ashes started today. I hope the is rain for every single day it is on. So then the ashes doesn't happen. It ruins everything. Sky Sports News is now vandalized with ashes updates and all kinds of useless ashes facts. I don't care who wins. Its not even a sport. It is a game for the upper classes. Like hunting. I hate it hate it hate it.

Made me laugh

2009-07-06T08:39:00.000-07:00

While looking for a job I came across this. Made my laugh.

This is an actual job application from a 17 year old boy to McDonalds, and he got the job for being so honest and funny.

Name: *******

Sex: Not yet I'm saving myself for the right person.

Desired position: Company's President/Vice President. But seriously, whatever's available. If I was in a position to be picky, I wouldn't be applying here in the first place.

Desired Salary: $185,000 a year plus stock option and should it not work out - a Michael Ovitz style severance package. Seriously, make an offer and we can haggle.

Education: Yes

Last position held: Target for middle management hostility.

Salary: Less than I am worth.

Most notable achievement: My incredible collection of stolen pens and post-it pads.

Reason for leaving: It sucked.

Hours available to work: Any.

Preferred hours: 1.30 - 3.30pm (with 1/2 hour lunch break). Monday ,
Tuesday & Thursday only.

Do you have any special skills? Yes, but they're better suited to a more
intimate environment.

May we contact your current employer - If I had one, would I be here?

Do you have any physical conditions that would prohibit you from lifting up to 50 lbs? Of what?

Do you have a car - I think the more appropriate question here would be "Do you have a car that runs?"

Have you received any special awards or recognition? I may already be a winner of the Publishers Clearing House Sweepstake.

Do you smoke? On the job - no, during breaks yes.

What would you like to be doing in five years? - Living in the Bahamas with a fabulously wealthy sexy super model blonde, who thinks I am the best thing since sliced bread. - There again I'd like to be doing that now.

DO YOU CERTIFY THAT THE ABOVE IS TRUE AND COMPLETE TO THE BEST OF YOUR KNOWLEDGE? - Yes, Absolutely.

Sign Here: Aries.

The house is still standing!

2009-07-06T07:26:00.000-07:00

Saturday was epic. It was the day I was going to cook. When I told my mum the first thing she said was don't burn the house down.

Anyway first things first. The epic tennis match. The battle of the blogs. The clash of the titans. Rooster Vs. Whitby. We arrived at Winston at 12 however due to the capacity crowd unable to fit in (and the courts being full)we went to the leisure centre for the start of the match. Unfortunately my confidence was slightly misplaced as Chris won the first set 6-1. I wasn't having this so I uped my game a as soon as the forehand began to click Chris was a broken man and I took the second set 6-3. I was really storming and then powered to a 6-2 win in the third set. I became over confident again and it was 3-2 to Chris when the capacity crowd could no longer fit in the leisure centre (we were chucked out) and we went back to Winston. The mecca of tennis with all its history. The atmosphere was electric and Chris raced into a 5-2 lead on the new surface. I was let down by the fact that I don't have whats known as 'soft hands'. I was down but by no means out and I started to get going again and I forced I tie break. The tie break turned into a slog from the back of the court with Chris burnt to a crisp and me shattered and broken. Finally with one last forehand it was all over and I had taken victory. 1-6, 6-3, 6-2, 7-6.

The times described my performance on the front page as a 'tour de force' and 'awe inspiring' The daily mail reported 'He is a true hero. I triumph over adversity' and my favorite from the new of the world 'Dan's destiny train steamrolls rousell who is powerless to resist as he is left battered and bruised in a cloud of ash'

Moving on it was time to cook. Chris, Jacko, Kelly and Emily were due at 5.30 for some Michelin star food. It was all going very well. The chicken was in the oven and my cheesecake was made. Unfortunately the pasta took longer than we thought and everyone was waiting for a bit until we ate. To summarise it was shockingly good. Nothing burned. There was no fire. There was a mess but no stains. Amazing.

July!

2009-07-03T05:02:00.000-07:00

July. By far the best month of the year. The month of my Birthday. Now I am going to be 16 so everyone knows what they can give me. The month of June has been a fairly big one. Finished Exams, Had the prom and after prom, got a job, lost a job, signed out of school and most importantly dossed.

Anyway sorry again for long delay between blogs. From now there will be know more delays. Today is dedicated to the teachers who have taught me at Winston.

Well on Monday the 5 a side team produced a sintillating victory to dispose of O'Wala team. That was after I cycled straight from Pirbright to GWP to get there on time. Tuesday was a phenomenal day and I got new clothes. I was very pleased with myself. Apart from the jeans that I acctually choose everything else was good. Then we got the bus to the Lye and went there.

Thursday involved a spectacular trip to the lido where time stood still as alex ware flew belly first into the pool. The whole pool watched as everyone followed in his footsteps. I got the bus to the station and the train to guildford. I hate public transport and buses in particular. Are all bus drivers tossers? I mean on my way to the station I'm trying to prove that i'm 15. I AM 15! So he gives me an adult ticket. This happened last week to so this time I stood my ground and thought this bus isn't going unless I get my child ticket. So he said he can refuse me entry to the bus if I don't get in. I hate buses. I hate bus drivers. Normally I don't mind trains but yesterday. Well. I was at guildford and it wouldn't go. So it was delayed for ages and ages while they got a new train. Then me and Sam got in the train and listen to my ipod and phone respectivly. Well because we were in the quiet zone we could listen to it. Luckily Woking was the first station so I got up and in the process of that bashed my head on a shelve. The whole carrige held in there laugh as much as the could until one man burst out laughing. Red faced I walked out and went home. Then it was off to Cobham. Thankfully the messiah Pete Knight waited for me and we went to Cobham. When I was told Pete wasn't doing the running this week I thought it would be good news. Good news until I found out Callum was doing it instead. After training many words come to mine. Knackered isn't really strong enough. Mega tired doesn't do it justice. Only one word can discribe how I was feeling and it began with F and ended with ED with part of duck inbetween.

On Saturday all eyes will be on the tennis. The pinicle of any tennis season. A sporting phenomem. The hottest ticket in town. Thousand will flock to watch. The Daily Mail describe it as: 'the match of the century'. The day I come out of retirement and play Chris Rousell. Dubbed by the News of the World as: 'Ground Breaking, Innovative and spectacular.' you can guarentee blood, sweat and tears. From Chris. In a Thirty Nine page preview pull out in the Daily Star the match up was described as 'The Clash of The Titans.' 'A battle of the blogs.'

JD X

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Winston Churchill Prom Night 2009

2009-06-28T02:43:00.000-07:00

Dedicated to Scrivener's prom.

In the morning I woke up with the sense of occasion. What will I get up to? How will I get home? Will there be an after party? Who will be prom king and queen?

Well the getting ready process started at about 4 30 where I packed all my things and headed to Langy's. The first drama of the day was a pretty major one. I put my shirt on and went to do up the sleeve to find there was no button. There simply wasn't one. It turns out I needed cuff links. I managed to get some. Then the next drama was equally very big. I decided I should have a cravat and went to put it on and thought, How the hell does this work. I went around the parents and nobody new. It just had to be me with the tie that nobody knew how to do. In the end google was my friend and Kath and Karen saved me.

Things weren't going well and then we were served another slice of disappointment. The already late limo got held up and would be even later. So we did some pictures and then when the limo came at 8:15, 45mins after the prom had started, we went straight to bisley. Now by this time I was in a foul mood. My hired waist coast was already missing two buttons buttons when another fell off in the limo. Now I was cross and then we were given some pink fizzy stuff instead of champagne. It was shaping up to be a long, long night and it got even better. As we were so late we arrived at Bisley to the sum total of 7 people. 5 of them from Louis' family. Not quite the fanfare entrance. At the entrance door I was then searched by Mr Scrivener. That was an odd experience to say the least.

Anyway things were on the up. We had got to the prom! I was in such and mood I wasn't expecting much but as it happens the prom was quality. Really quality. I was now buoyant. Especially since I was in a mood and when I'm in a mood I normally stay in one. The only minor thing was it being like a Microwave inside. Amazingly and pretty spectacular from my point of view I got 4 dances from the 3 slow songs. The Prom King was Zohib and Queen was Chloe Harris. Then the music stopped and we had to go outside to watch fireworks. Now I was expecting a Catherine wheel attached to a tree or one of them little fizzer things that your next door neighbour has but the fireworks were amazing. The really were good. 10 minutes of fireworks which I've got to say was better than the Ripley Bonfire fireworks. It was incredible. Still reeling from shock we went back in for the last few songs and then it was all over. Prom was done. Mr Scrivener sir you organised a superb prom. Cheers.

Thank you everyone.

Due to Karls after party being cancelled a couple weeks ago there was chaos as to where we would go. In the end we went to Brookwood. It was quality and a great way to end the night.

JD x

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Virtua Tennis 2009. My Idols, Pirbright and 5 a side

2009-06-22T03:47:00.001-07:00

Its that time of the year with Wimbledon coming up and its time to get your racket out or in my case by a tennis game. I had a choice between Topspin 3 and Virtua Tennis 2009. After playing both demos I decided to buy topspin but as I had a 5 pound HMV voucher left over from Christmas I went there and they didn't do Topspin so I got Virtua Tennis.

I don't ask much from a game. Some reasonable excitement and time passing enjoyment. Virtua Tennis is very poor. The career mode is stupidly easy to begin with and it takes ages to go up through the ranks. You start off on the amateur tour at 100 and go up 2 ranks at a time. All the events are repetitive and you can't enter some tournaments because you are wearing the wrong clothes. E.G. Fancy dress How do you get fancy dress on it? Will you have to do these stupid mini games. It's very tacky and very poor. Completely underwhelming and going back to the shop. 45/100. The game only becomes challenging when you get to rank 20 and above but even then its still easy. Bad game. Unlicensed so its even more tacky and tinpot.

Anyway I was doing some thinking about who my idols are. Who I aspire to be like and to be honest its a bit sad. The first one was Neil Smith. A hero and still is. Wore his heart on his sleeve and made me love football for what it is. My second is Ben Foster. He is the best british Goalkeeper. The third is Jeff Stelling. Stelling's wit and warm personality has been the driving force behind the ever-increasing popularity of Gillette Soccer Saturday. The one liner king. Anyway number 4 is Federer because he is the best and most gracious champion. My fifth idol is Jurgen. I want to be as good as him.

Once again I returned to Pirbright and it was a good day. I lost track of time and then from Pirbright cycled straight to 5 a side. I was Cappelo for the day and with a squad of 6 set about toppling second place. It finished 3-3 all and we were quite lucky acctually but we remain set for promotion.

To finish Two videos
Jeff Stelling. The legend.On a show that should be terrible.

Neil Smith, story of a legend:

JD X

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The greatest moment in football. ever.

2009-06-20T08:30:00.000-07:00

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KejwqhLDeOs

After this is the worlds quickest pitch evasion. The referee is bundled. A player who didn't even play for Calisle made sure Calisle stayed up. Jimmy Glass. The greatest moment in football.

Full blog below.

16th June. Pre Season. Matheletics and other happenings

2009-06-17T02:26:00.000-07:00

Today is dedicated to Sam Petters although I don't know why. To Abbey's phone and to Abbey. Finally to Tracey's, Sam's and Jane's after training food.

Again its been ages since the last blog. Very sorry. Anyway in the past week connor mcloud learnt that calor gas is not to be messed with. Cobham Pre season training was hard. Youth team training was funny and my work is being refurbished so my brief job as the chef's technical assistant (Washer upper) is over. Once again I am unemployed.

Tuesday was pre season training. Hell on earth was one way of describing it. The infamous square and all other aspects of fitness however. Cometh the moment. With the brazilian ball at my feet. Skillfully rounding the assistant manager to stunned shock of myself and I got so excited I then lost the ball. Another highlight of was the new training food. Jacket Potato and beans which I managed to spread all over the the table; Burgers, hot dogs and my personal favorite the cheese and ham toastie. Also Abbey Palmers phone games past the after training time.

Thursday was off to Winston to help out the maths department. Standing in goal with balls getting smashed at you. It was great fun. Two goal set up. One with Odgie in and the other with me. Two ice cold buckets behind each goal and it was all good. I then went to out to lunch and got lunch and I sat around until 1 30 until I had to stand around and get balls smashed at me again. The evening was Cobham training and the now infamous van journey with Pete. Foods now ticked of my list to eat are apple pies, cucumber, porridge with jam and bananas. I will also share my favorite joke from the fan journey. 'It was inevitable Ronaldo would follow Kaka to Madrid, A Brazilian is always followed by an irritating cunt' Training itself was hard and I was well and truly cream crakered. Keeper training with King Jurgen was good and I was so tired I couldn't talk. Good thing for Jurgs.

Friday was a very sad day. My last day as the chefs technical assistant at my job at the university of Surrey. Due to the refurbishment everything had to be moved. So it meant an extra 2 hours of work and hard work at that. I got straight home and went to Pete's for Cobham youth training. The day of the cuts and I was looking forward to seeing everyones face when the got told yay or nay. I was playing out pitch cause it was just 2 5 a side games of football. I didn't do my best because I didn't want to show everyone up however there was still room for the Whitby turn and the brand new frank flip learnt on Tuesday. Mark and Matt were left more than red faced as I strutted my stuff. Obviously I fell over the ball a couple of times because I've got to let the others look good and then that was that. A good week.

Today I will share MY top 4 moments of 2008-09 season. Sport.

4:http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0_VdCYaKJ2A&feature=channel_page Woking's first win of the season. It had to go in.

3: Federer wins French Open

2: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=io8t2CHGNb4 Usain Bolt's crazy 100m in 9.69. A world record.

1: I don't like golf and I didn't watch it at all but to come back with one leg and playing through the amazing pain is unbelievable.

Finally. A spot the difference to finish!

My first proper day of work

2009-06-11T09:53:00.000-07:00

Today is dedicated Farm Town and my neighbours :D Also to Leanne. If she does see this then she will be happy.

Firstly sorry for going a week without a blog. I've been massivly busy so I shall try and make up for it.

The past week included my first proper day of work. Working at the university of Surrey washing up and chopping things at an oriental resturant. Hours from 11 till 3.30 twice a week and its not to bad but as ever with me there were one or two dramas on my first day. There was a sink full of murky horrible water and I walked around the kitchen picking up lots of pots and pans and then dropped them into the sink. At which point water flew into the air and completly soaked, from head to toe, one of my work collegues. I can safley say he wasn't best pleased. Other than that I dropped a few things and spilled a few things but nothing to bad. My final job of the day was mopping the floor. If I'm honest it could have gone better. Due to my feeble, ailing, frail attempts at mopping the floor, I missed my train home by 20mins due to having to stay until I did it properly. Luckily I missed the train by so much I didn't have to wait long until the next train.

Saturday was an early start for me and it was off to play in a charity tournement with Timmy and brothers plus two others. We got there and our first game was within 5mins so we didn't do much in the shape of a warm up. We drew our first game 2-2 after being 1-0 and 2-1 up. Tim hit the post in the last minute. What happened next illustrated my disliking of tournements. We waited another matches to go on again in a game we won 3-1. Then we waited even more with most teams on there 4th games. In the end we finished our games with 3wins, 2 draws and 1 defeat. Now how hard can it be to organize who plays who in the quater finals. Well it was fixed so the organizers team, who were put in the easiest group, played the worst qualifing team. They kept changing who played who and we waited a full 1hour 30mins till the quater final. During the gap i recieced a text from Mark telling me the cougars presentation was at 1 30 on that day. It was 12.30 when I recieved this text. We werw knocked out the Quarter final against the run of play and then it was off to the pub.

I got dropped off at the hermitage school because according to Rooster there was a FREE BBQ! I arrived and found out the sum total of 5 people turned up from our team! 5 PEOPLE! Anyway it was a good afternoon and we had a long talk with paul.

Sunday was off to Pirbright green again with my A game and some shop money. It was good times indeed.

Now to finish, and this is not a rant but these people who walk around with these headscarfs where all you can see is there eyes really get on my nerves. Its not a question of race but if people aren't allowed to wear hoddies in some areas how do people get away with wearing those scarfs. Its the same principle. I am far more intimidated seeing people with those scarfs were all you can see is there eyes other than somebody wearing a hoddie. The fact that they are allowed and hoddies not is hyporcricy at its highest.

JD X

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It's all over

2009-06-10T08:17:00.001-07:00

Today is dedicated to Mr Davis and the pink tie.

First of all I was told that the blog is getting dull and boring by someone mentioned above . So what better way to interest people than controversy. When I think of controversy all I can think of is something big that will get me in trouble so instead of looking for controversy I shall hope that controversy comes looking for me. Rooster's arguement with a BNP fan on his blog tripled the amount of hits on his blog. The thing were Russel Brand called someones granddaughter a slut or something along those lines made the granddaughter and the grandfather famous. So much so that with a bit of research I believe the grandfather's name was Andrew Sachs. A little known actor before the incident and the granddaughter Georgina Baillie who seems to have done some form of modelling which some people will find interesting to say the least. Google images.

Onto my day. The last exam and the last time I will don the Winston Churchill school uniform. Unfortunately it was physics which I am not very good at and was not looking forward to. Mr Anslow was starting the exam and whilst at any other time I would have been delighted to see him I wish he wasn't doing our exam. He makes me laugh uncontrollably and holding it in was making my guts hurt. Thankfully he didn't say the famous words because I wouldn't have been able to hold it in. Anyway as expected the exam was hard. Very, very hard. I had just finished the exam and then I saw Mr Davis who said the blog was getting boring. BORING! BORING! Well. On the Mr Davis theme I must admit his words were ringing in my ears on Tuesday's Geography exam. How?, Why?, So What?, People work and development and the every lesson lines such as: Charlotte!!!, I'm calling your mum Tanya!, Maxwell, The Dale exchanges, Georgia!!! and shut it Whitby. My personal all time favorite 'Tough ti... I nearly said titties then ... O I just did!' All of which smoothly guided me to what I think is a confident B in Geography. I was very pleased with myself. Both exams were fairly breezy and I am confident. Can't say the same about the other GCSEs though.

The day ended with Cobham training and me showing off my outfield skills and watching England smash Andorra in the bar afterwards. Those Andorrans are dirty f***ers but I suppose I would be if I was so s**t.

JD X

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7th June

2009-06-07T13:29:00.000-07:00

Firstly I would like to welcome everyone to the Rolls Royce of blogs and enjoy today's spectacular feast of blog.

Today is dedicated to Amyyyyy the one and only pirbright girl. Also to Jack's jubblies

Today is the first edition in a series of articles by the little man himself called Jack's Jubblies. Read further for details.

I woke up this morning to a lot of noise. Lots of laughing and lots of talking. I was not having this and I went downstairs to see my Auntie and Uncle from Guensey had come. I didn't know they were coming and I had been woken up loud talking. So slightly grumpily I went to pour myself Cherrios and while talking I missed to bowl. My mood was worsening however when everyone went to town and I was all alone in my nice quiet house I was happier. Next I proceeded to beat Brad at fifa. I stunning performance from my Villa lads as I trounced Brad's Arsenal 3-1. Better was still to come. The enigma that is Akeel. With his glory hunting bunch of Man U dream team tossers and my little old normal villa team. Obviously I won however its not the winning its the rubbing it in. So much so Akeel could take no more a block me on msn. Mission accomplished. I think I might have got a little over confident and later suffered defeats to Webby on Pens and Bradley 2-0.

Today was my second adventure to Pirbright and this time it really was an adventure. The journey is perfect until the Brookwood traffic lights. Little old me and my bike were sitting in the road at the red light with cars all behind me. I pedaled away as fast as I could but as always these tosser drivers are so impatient so in a bad but bold move i slowed down. The next set of lights leading onto Cemetery Pales forces me to cut across the traffic so when I did I became even more unpopular with these drivers. Anyway I got onto cemetery pales in one piece but leaving cemetery pales in one piece would be another achievement. I cycled down the dead straight road with walls either side of me separated from the road by a small grass mound with dead people either side of me and cars flying past me at 50mph. It was scary and cars were literally inches away. I got to the picturesque Pirbright green and luckily for me I brought my A game, my boots, my gloves and shop money. Tom H, Ollie Fullbrook and Jacko just couldn't find a way past until... A moment of inspiration. Either that or he had drugs in his bag that he had just taken. Jack scored the most incredible goal I have ever seen. Ollie F smashed the ball in the air toward Jack who kneed the ball (Probably by accident) into the air then kicked the ball up and then smashed and unstoppable thunderbolt towards my goal. Who thought someone so small could do that. I thought the sun had got to me.

JACKS JUBBLIES
Today was a good day in fact, a great day. Whitby and the boys came down to the sleepy village of Pirbright, whitby was on form but could not stop some of the scintillators I was producing one in particular was the 30 yard volley that went top corner. Anyway that's enough of my spectacular volleys and onto more important matters. The wonderful village of Pirbright. My home village. Nothing happens in Pirbright. It's kind of boring. We have Pirbright green. The heartbeat of the village that has now been blessed twice by Whitby. This Saturday the sleepy village of Pirbright will come together in celebration. Of Hollywood Scarecrows. The Pirbright green is already in the shadow of Chewbaker and on Saturday a whole host of other celebrities.

Finally I must apologise for my unprovoked scathing attack on another blog yesterday.

JD X

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Adam's Brunch

2009-06-06T14:23:00.000-07:00

Seeing as it was so spectacular I thought it best to remove it from the main blog (below)and give it its own page. Adam invited to me over for revision and brunch and to be honest I was more looking forward to the revision and worried about shitting myself in the exam or throwing up undercooked bacon on my paper. Well on the menu was a English breakfast however my allergies were hampering so egg was replaced by fried potatoes. The cooking process itself went very painlessly and there were no cut of fingers and burnt things or anything on fire. It was going to well. As I took my plate to the table. I gingerly tucked in and to my surprise it wasn't just edible but it was quite tasty. Fortunately for the blog readers and my own amusement as I began to eat all hell broke lose around me. John sat down in the dining and Adam very sensibly left his plate full of dinner on the turned on hob! He went to pick it up and ran into the dinning room with a plate so hot the bean were boiling on screaming 'HOR HOR HOR HOR HOR HOOOT!' He dropped the plate on the table mat in front of John and as a result, due to the searing heat, the plate subsequently smashed. This resulted in some cursing and Adam picking up a shard of plate and once again screaming ' HOR HOR HOR HOR HOR HOOOOOOOOOT!' This time even louder and then he rushed back to the kitchen and put the shard on the surfaces. As Adam was seeing to his burn there was still a broken plate with beans flowing onto the table mat in front of john. A wounded Adam returned to clear the plate and transported the rest of the breakfast onto a fresh and intact plate that had not been left on the hob. As attention turned back to the food I was once again pleasantly surprised. There were Beans, Potatoes, Bacon, Toast, Mushrooms and Tomatoes all of which was edible and nice.

Also coming up in future blogs: Clarky's Corner and a possible return of THE CHEESY ADDITION!

Friday and Saturday

2009-06-06T13:21:00.000-07:00

Today is dedicated to record holder Roostaaar and our invented sport. Furthermore my blog is far superior to his so much so that I am not going to my waste time, the one or two readers time or bandwith putting in a link. To Pete for the van journeys and general amusement. Finally to Mark who is going to get his own special paragraph.

Ok Friday and the final piece of German I ever have to do. Why the test was 30mins I don't know. Everybody was done in 10mins and looking around. It was like a minute silence with nobody daring to speak. When the 30mins of boredom was up the examiner said pens down everyone and stop writing. There was not a sound. Pens were already down a books were already shut. In the evening it was Cobham training and the weekly van journey with Pete. This week we were joined by rooster. We made our way there and were told to pump balls up. Obviously we interpreted this as take a ball and go play wall ball against the dressing room. It was an epic game of first to 15 and with a monumental point, that I won, which involved me running on the pitch and leaping over fences and running in and out of the car park. It was 15-14. When Pete came back however he was not amused. The balls were mainly flat and water bottles not filled. Chris and I filled them in record time and then it was off to training. As we were doing the warm up the wonderful melody of 'DAN WHITBY GET HERE NOW!!!' was screamed across the training pitches and as I went over to see what I had done Pete asked me to go get the poles. I thought whats all this and as Chris was also summoned to go get the poles we decided to venture across the pitch to get them. Bad idea. Anyway the rest of training was eventful but unremarkable and Adam and I trekked to Brookwood.

Next we are going to talk about someone who claims to play football. I don't think putting your foot through the ball counts but he claims to be a footballer. He has the pace of Usain Bolt 3 times over (Detect Sarcasm). Also this person who claims to play football and has the pace of Usain Bolt 3 times over seems to have ginger hair when is sunny and when his hair is brutally gelled or wet it turns brown. How can this be? This boy is also a very out going person ... I think I will turn this into a rooster riddle of guess the person. He is quite big. Very unfit. Has ginger hair and can't play football. (Its not John Hartson). He is used to be known as tin man. He has donned such nicknames as skidmark, bookmark, denmark, mark 1 tank, primark, birthmark, landmark, MARKet place and my personal favorite 20mins. It's better than 10 seconds I suppose. Anyway he has been playing at his level all his life however now he wants to play for another team. Yet he is inspirational leader. What will cougars do without there leader. They will be like a boat with no rudder. Nobody to drive them to victory. Anyway his search for a new team has gone just as we all expected with his rejection from Fleet after one look at him. Now I am not going to name names because i'm not that sort of harsh boy but next time Mark says my blog is slipping he can have a whole page of this :P.

Anyway moving swiftly on to Saturday and a very boring uneventful day. I got up later the usual and my first action of the day was watching England. Oh my word they were as bad as Setanta's coverage so with them 2-0 up at half time I went and tidied my room. Boring Saturday

JD x

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A good day

2009-06-04T12:26:00.001-07:00

The dedications are back and today is dedicated to the king of kings. He spawned cheeeeeze the geeeeze, the one and only. Take a bow Nod Cheeseman. Also today is dedicated to palmtree for the small amusement I received in the hall after the exam XD.

I will start off with a brief look back on yesterday. I went to explore new territory and brought new life to the sleepy village of Pirbright. I want to live there :(. I just have to go to the celebrity scarecrow day. I've seen the chewbacker.:D Anyway we played a bit of football and Whitby was all over it. As to be expected really. Anyway after a quick kick about it was off to the Oxtoby's for a guided tour. Apart from the occasinal dirty Chelsea thing it was cool stuff. Then I got beaten on Fifa by jack brother. My players just didn't turn up. Then I had one on Mandy's jubblies. They were nice. Then it was hardcore revision and a phone call to Clarkinho. Then with the sun falling I made my way home down the infamous cematry pales.

Well back to today and it didn't look good on paper. Chemistry exam in the morning. 1hr 30min english exam in the afternoon. It turned out to be quite alright. Foundation is so incredibly easy that anyone who can read will get at least a D cause all the answers are there. You just need the ability to read. Anyway with that over Max and Louis came back to mine between exams and watch Jonny English. They know every word and I catching up! They then did my hair beautifly however according to the official Whitby hair judges it is a close third behind Emily and Kellys doing of my hair and Hegars' complete new look. Well then we returned to school and me and pintsize went to see Clarky. I couldnt give him my present but we wished him well and we got exam tips. I got in the exam and it was surprizingly enjoyable. I was amazed. I was proud of my headline for the article. I got alleteration, Rhetorical Question and metaphor all in to words. COSMOPOLITAN COUNTRYSIDE? I was proud.

The rest of the day fizzled out into ammusing but unremarkable moments.

JD X

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No blog today

2009-06-02T14:38:00.001-07:00

No blog today. I am drained and tired.

1st of June.

2009-06-01T11:37:00.000-07:00

Today is dedicated to the world beating awe inspiring hair saving Palmtree and the life saving, life giving, hair saving and queen of everything miss Kelly Rideout.

It was maths exam part 2 today and I was bricking it. My preparation hadn't exacly gone plan. The night before I had a thumping headache thanks to moulding paint and I was pissing out my arse most likley thanks to the BBQ. Cheers Pete :D. Well my fears proved unfounded and the exam was ok and mentally painless however the same could not be said physically. I had a horrible cold and cause I was so nervous and had sweaty palms I couldn't twist the lid of my drink and when I tried to do it with my blazer it spilt so I was covered in water. Next pain was towards the end of the test. I was childishly playing with my rubber and compass and while I was holding the rubber it split leaving the tip of the compass to fly into my finger. I let out a quiet yelp as I bled over my test paper.

I got home and settled down to some crazy taxi. It's addictive and should come with a health warning and a don't play if your doing gcses warning. Anyway my high score was smashed and I was pleased with myself. Next it was off to the Rideouts for some geography revision/sunbath/pick shanes clothes/sort my hair/tour of the unexplored upstairs/iron. It was a bumped afternoon with EMILY EVERYWHERE and KELLY EVERYWHERE. Well it all started with a bit of Geography before watching Palmtree cut a strip of grass for the first time. Then I recieved a guided tour of the upstairs and packed trophy room. My hair got sorted and everyone else got ready to go for a meal.

Monday means 5 a side but not today. The other team didn't turn up so we got a 4-0 win by default.

Thats that

JD x

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2009-05-31T13:11:00.000-07:00

The Cobham Cup Weekend

2009-05-31T12:20:00.001-07:00

There are many headlines that I could use for the Weekend. Chris Plays his Cards right :D Radio Face :D Nose Bleed :D Power Naps. Pick 'N' Mix King. Burying My Head in the sand. All of those are very good but I am going to go for WHITBY COOKS ON CALOR GAS.

DAY 1

Saturday morning started bright and early in the searing heat and some brightly coloured bibs. I was doing what I was born to do and directing traffic. I could be in diversity with my skills and there were no collisions or accidents. Job well done. I was then promoted to the Tuck shop with glamorous assistant and the latest Rousell to meet Charley. Ken was in a particularly jolly mood over the weekend but the grumpier he is the funnier he is so it didn't bother me at all. Now what happened next was a moment to savor. Something to treasure forever. I finally cooked on Calor Gas. I strip of bacon and the great moment was all caught on camera (THE VIDEO WONT UPLOAD BUT FEAR NOT READERS THE ROOSTAR WILL FIND A WAY). In Cobham Cup car park round 2 there was a scuffle. But cometh the moment. Cometh the man Nigel Rousell saves the day. A little kid swore at another boy so Nige told him to shut up so the boy got his dad who started on Nige but he stood firm. Then man walked off.

The day turned into a lie on the inflatable and get burnt but it was good. Just as we were leaving my nose bled and bled everywhere. For no reason. On the way home with the Rideouts I just got it to stop when Mark launched the car over a bridge, I banged my head on the side panels and my nose was bleeding again. Then I rushed home to get ready to go the Brookwood and Palmer and I made our way down. Emily then went and left me a parting gift that I am still not thankful for :(. Anyway I went home at Half 11 and was so hot that I couldn't sleep so I was on msn until late. Bad Idea

Day 2

Cobham Cup day 2 and it was the younger ones. My Alarm went off at 7 but I couldn't get up. Late night msn was a bad idea. Anyway I made my way towards the Rideout and I got down the road when I saw Mrs Rideout driving off. With my last bit of energy I caught them up and made my way to Cobham. I was like a zombie all morning. I had some grumpy bitch trying to go through the wrong gate and then moaning when I told her not to go through the gate. I chased a boy across a field. Nearly got run over by a especially foul mooded Ken while I was showing a Spanish Lady round and my hair was particularly shit. I had no energy left and went into the Leonard' Caravan behind the BBQ and slept. 30mins later I was woken up by Mark Knight. I was still shattered but carried on going until I was shattered again and went back to bed until 45mins later I was woken up by the evergreen Ken Reed banging on the door and Nigel coming in telling me everyone had gone. Nobody had gone and it was only 2 o'clock but I was refreshed and got my second wind. I cooked on Calor Gas again and then Pete gave me the glamorous job of clearing out the paint pots. Joy! Little did I know they were mouldy, Stinky and rotten. So I assembled a crack team of Mini Petters, Medium Petters and Roostar. Then we were told to get rid of some boxes but there was some good stuff in there so we took some DVDS home and that was that.

Congrats are in order for Chris Rousell. Your in son. You got her number. There is a opening and you got to exploit it now. Chris you played your cards right with the Ref.

Looking back over the past two days I have spent 20hours with Chris, Charley, Nigel, Tracey and Mark as well as about 15hours with The chipper one himself Mr Ken Reed and the PSR Lot.

JD

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*CHARLEY ROUSELL*

Thursday. The Vyne Adventure

2009-05-29T02:29:00.000-07:00

Today can only be dedicated to Bradley, Big D AND Ramoneskieees!

Well I woke up at 10 thanks to my mum waking me. Cheers. Well I set about topping up my Ipod and keeping Notts Co in the football league on FM09 and not doing well. Then I was informed that everyone was going to the vyne so I thought I will pop down and see whats going on. There was an epic match going on. Step foward Sir Whitby. Year 12 and Whitby against the masses. We lost. Ramone, Brad and Deanooooooooo came so after a little kick around we sat down and compared lists. Now I am not one to be ambitious however after we had all shared our lists I felt distictly unambitous and changed my list so I was more ambitious.

Now I thought I would conclude with a minor rant. It does piss me off when anyone who is famous is slaughtered by the media. They try and look for anything and then take them down. Take the 73 year old breakdancer on Britains got Talent. He has been crucified because he is on benifits. Well he is 73! Then there is Susan Boyle. Headline after headline of horrible things. Just let her sing and judge her singing not wheather she is mad. It's the same with everything. One little foot wrong from anyone remotly famous and they will be exploited and hammered. If I play for Woking in the premier league then what is going to happen!

Tommorow is the first of the massive kids tournement at Cobham and I hope i'm on the BBQ. Then I will really be cooking on Calor Gas. I've seen them. 6kg Propane or something like that. Calor gas. The best around. Anyway I am happy as long as I am fed so if I am fed it will be a good time and good timeeeeeeees.

Wednesday.

2009-05-27T14:48:00.000-07:00

Today is dedicated to Sir Alex Ferguson's face.

Watching Sir Alex Ferguson sulking on the Man Utd chewing his gum bench rivaled Alan Shearer nearly in tears on the villa park pitch while the villa fans took the piss out of him. Both made me laugh uncontrollably. Other footballing highlights of my year include Inesta's last minute goal which even by my hating Chelsea standards was harsh but the funniest thing and seeing Shane's face as the net rippled. Gold. Lowlights include not seeing Woking win since the Surrey Senior cup win against Bognor on the 8th of November.

Well after yesterdays adventures I woke up slightly worse for wear at about 10 o clock. I tuned in to Andy Murray and quickly tuned out because he was going to lose. Then I turn it back on to see if he lost yet and he won. My mum was also unhappy at my time of arrival home yesterday and my subsequent antics so I was not allowed to go out in the afternoon. Nothing at all blog worthy happened other that I actually did housework. When I say housework I really mean filtering through players to find the best free agents on Football Manger and signing them up.

I went Cobham training and the van journey is normally great and today didn't disappoint. The normal subject of political correctness and a couple of phone jokes. A lot of them are wasted on me but I got most of them today. My personal favorite was the worst Brazilian ever. Any training was very fun again and then we settled down to a reasonably good champions league final in the bar. As the new training group we discussed many of life's more complicated issues. Anyway it was a good result and Barca won even with a 90 year old left back who had Ronaldo in his pocket all game.

JD

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More portugese exam, party and Sunday

2009-05-24T15:20:00.000-07:00

Today is dedicated to Mrs Mandy Oxtoby. She brought little Jack into the world. In his own words 'What a man he is. The sunshine of life. a breath of fresh air.' Also to mountain raynes. Himilaya. Finally to the little man himself.

Well after the distraction of the last day i forgot to write about Portugese exam round 2. Blissfully unaware that I hadn't cancelled the exam I was perfectally content in German practising listening papers when Mrs O'Brien comes in with the exam sheet and my name saying ive missed the start. I begged and pleaded with her but I was forced in. This time was even worse and I thought to myself god please help me and god did help me. Mrs O'Brien let me out with the people doing foundation ICT. I was pleased.

Now our 5 a side team Knaphill central were against top of the league and as a newley promoted side we were going to struggle. BUT NO! 4-3 winners and Jacko turned up! Hit the bar from one yard though.

Also lets all laugh at Newcastle. They will move onto to the next messiah either Ant or Dec.

JD

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really quite sad

2009-05-21T13:49:00.000-07:00

The last day of Winston was today. It all just hit me. For no reason at all I just felt empty. When I walked out of the gates for the last time and made my way to the lye the school was something that I can't describe. It's like it changed. The school is almost a home. For all the memories and all the people. The last assembly was brilliant. Especially the teachers. All the drama things were especially good.

Everything about today was brilliant. The yearbooks of which I ranted about the price were superb and worth every penny. It was just such a lovely day. It was just great. Clarky was in a great mood. We partied and played loud music.
We will even miss the people we don't like and the things we don't like about them. We will miss the people we do like even more. For me School finished in style. What a way to sign off my school career. Science with Mr Gay. He made a speech at the end and a good one too. It was actually really nice and top man for doing it. Then it hit me like a brick. Are my best days gone? Will anything this character building and this amazing happen again? The whole year group is superb. Good luck to everybody. A perfect way to end the year. A perfect way to end school. I still remember my first day and my first ever lesson. Science with Mrs Reidie right at the top of science. I was late with a mix of year 7 photos and getting lost. I remember walking into school at the front entrance and being told to go round. I remember not knowing where or what form was. Its all gone so quickly.

JD

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The maths exam

2009-05-18T13:05:00.000-07:00

Today is dedicated to Mark and Bradley the life saver. Bradley the hero. Bradley the inspiration.

Well it was the morning of the maths exam and I was still moody about some of the irrelevant questions that I have learned. I draughted in Mark first thing in the morning to do some power revision and I think it worked. I learned a lot but I still wasn't at all confident. I am really not a fan of Maths. I think I would rather learn Urdu. At least it would be relevant and useful in future life. I can appreciate that maths is important and there are some important topics but all these algebraic formulas and more mind melting stuff. I then began to flap around because I had no equipment other than a compass and a pen. No worries though because come of the man. Come of the hour. The hero Brad Bayliss pops up and saves the day. We got into the hall and I settled down to some hard work. It started off ok until I got to question 19 of a 26 question paper were it felt like I had fallen off a cliff. My cliff of knowledge was gone and I had fallen off. Well in the end it could have been a lot worse and I am quietly confident about passing. Next I turned my attention to Clarky as Akeel and I had a joint lesson! He loves my ipod and is fascinated by how it works. Today's lesson was up there with the best yet.

I got home and beat everyone at the revision game, as to be expected really and then got ready for my 5 a side debut. Well I was cooking on some pretty fine Calor Gas as we won 4-3. O yes it was distilled and filtered today. Little Jack was blowing out of his arse after about 3 mins. You need to get fit son. Also in other 5 a side news Josh was beaten up for mouthing off at a player in his teams win.

Apologies for the anorexic blog today. Lots of revision

JD

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Maths Exam ,Revision and cold fields

2009-05-17T13:29:00.000-07:00

Today is dedicated to the maths GCSE

Maths GCSE on Monday Maths and it is the focus of mine and everyone else's revision. It's hard and none of it relevant to later life. 75% of the test is algebra. Now this is not a rant but why the hell do I need to or want to know about algebra or most other maths. When I go shopping I am not going to substitute a Mars bar for X and proceed to find how many parallel vertices's its got; I am not going to work out how many lines of rotational symmetry a box of terry's chocolate orange has got and I won't find the circumference of a Pineapple. It is crazy, in fact way beyond crazy.

Also I'm not particularly delighted by probability. Here is a question from a mock exam I tried earlier: Two dice are thrown. The first is a four-sided die numbered 1 to 4, the second a
six-sided die numbered 1 to 6.
Ali throws the dice and scores the product of the two dice. I DON'T CARE. LET ALI THROW DICE! Firstly I have never seen are four sided dice and then it tells me to complete a table with all the possible outcomes. I am not going to play snakes and ladders with a four sided dice and I am not going to work out all the different out comes with a normal dice.

My personal favorite question is: The total surface area of a right cone with base radius 2cm is 5πcm². Find the slant height of the cone. Now I don't think I am narrow minded but what on earth is this. Its worse than my Portuguese exam. Well I ever do this in life? Well this ever come in handy? Yet I am spending my time learning it.

Well onto my day and I spent my day going to Knaphill Cafe with Kelly and Scotty. The didn't give me my change but the food was nice so I thought oh well. Then it was to Knaphill tournament to watch a girls tournament. It was cold, wet and windy and my legs hurt. I get in and my dad blames me for losing his keys only to find them in his pocket. Then maths revision.

JD

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Reflection on school life

2009-05-15T03:00:00.000-07:00

Sitting in DiDA with my certificate of knowing the most about Woking, Football, Snooker and any other related sport I thought I would reflect on my school life starting off with the teachers.

I had my fair share of good and not so good teachers. I spent a year without a maths teacher after my teacher left after half a term and my classes always seem to get the trainee teachers.

I think that Mrs Hampson is one of the best teachers I have had. She got the mix of talking and actually working and made science fun. Our class is pretty poor but she handled us perfectly. It was a shame she retired. Next, although it pains me to say it and trust me it really does. The worst male Geography teach Mr Davis. He makes Geography interesting up there with the best teachers I have had. 3 years worth of Mr Davis.

Mr Clark makes the hall of fame as he has got to be one of the funniest people on he earth. He turned me from C grade to A grade English. Mr Callender because he is quality and he gave me a sausage on D of E when I only had cereal bars. Unfortunately it had egg on it so I was sick. Next is Mr Scrivener who made History superb in year 8 and 9. We never worked out of text books and always had great fun. I hated history but he was so good I nearly took it in the end but in the end I choose Geography. Mr Anslow is superb and nearly as funny as Clarky. I would give anything to hear him bellow out year 11 again. Ms O'Brien is great as well. She laughs with the class and hardly any teachers do that. The DiDA atmosphere is juicy. Mr Brown. The football coach. The maths teacher. Funny as hell. We are the best team talk well stay with me for a long time. Mrs Merral is a cool cat.

As it third lesson I will do my day up until now. P.E was great. We did Dodgeball. Callender vs. Merral and then 5 a side football. It was great and good way to finish P.E. Then it was my last ever lesson with Mr Anslow :(. It was sad. We love him and we did class photos at the end.

JD

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Exam hell

2009-05-14T09:22:00.000-07:00

Firstly I'm not quite sure how it works but all I know is that this WuTravel.com are giving me money and then more after every click on the logo(then you have to compare hotels). Secondly I got bored of the old template so thought I should change it.

My school days are now numbered and today was PE Exam. Something I was fully confident that I would pass when I first choose it in year 9. How 2 years can change someones opinion. I was so nervous. Last minute revision went badly and I was preparing myself for a long and hard few hours. It went well. I wasn't particular stuck on anything and thankfully nothing I didn't revise came up. Lucky boy I was. The same however couldn't be said about my Portuguese reading exam. I sat down and immediately thought things were going badly when the examiner told me the test was 2 hours! Matters were made even worse by the lack of any English words at all. Even the instructions were foreign. I opened the booklet and I was greeted by what I can only describe as melted bollocks on paper. I didn't understand a word and then when I put my name and details on the exam I realised I was doing the exam for people who are actually fully Portuguese and it is there first language. I soldiered on however determined to get a mark. Out of the 100 on offer I am hopeful of getting one. I copied the paragraphs of text into my answer as I did not know what it was telling me to do. This passed an hour of the test and I turned over and all I could understand was the big 30, which meant 30 marks, (I think) and writing. This was the last straw and I pleaded with the examiner to let me out and mercifully she did. My hell was over.

7 days until the end of winston churchill school forever. Also yesterday going to watch Cobham Chixx was an evening very well spent and the fire alarm went off for the first time this year at school. Right in the middle of R.E exams and German speaking. Now I was feeling pleased because with our new form tutor we are now BFO from ZDE so I thought yes! We might be near the astro door and won't be last. As it happens we were still last out.

JD

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2009-05-14T09:18:00.001-07:00

Revision

2009-05-11T23:34:00.001-07:00

Blogs will be more few and far between over the next month. Lots of revision and exams.

Bikeathon and Shopping. Medditerranean Hunk?

2009-05-10T10:45:00.000-07:00

Today is dedicated to anyone who suffered on the bikeathon.

It was the day of the Woking bikeathon and seeing as none of my friends who said they were going to do it did it I was on my own. My bike is pretty much ruined so I borrowed my dads bike which is meant to be one of the best while my dad took his new bike around. When he said one of the best it obviously didn't mean one of the best at not giving me bollock pain. So I cycled all the way to the BDB School which was the start line already suffering with my balls. There were more people than I thought so as i queued up to start 2 things occurred to me. Could the steel band shut up I am trying to listen to my ipod. Why am I doing this? We got our safety talk which I didn't listen too because I had my ipod in and we got underway and immediately nearly got hit by a car. I settled down into a good rhythm however with all my bollock pain and teeth chipping thanks to the horrific bike I bravely decided to do the short route instead of the long hilly one. Still on a brighter note there were jam donuts at the checkpoint so I made hay and took four. Seeing as the bikeathon route went sort of near my house I thought forget the plastic medal and cycle home. The feeling of sitting down nursing my balls was a good one. The hurt so much I didn't notice my leg bleeding from the pedal smashing into the back of my leg. I sat down and reflected on my journey. This year part of it was on a narrow pavement so I was stuck behind a little girl. Whoever's idea it was to put it on the pavement deserves a slapping.

As I recovered from my bikeathon ordeal I went to see if everyone was still going shopping. Predictably everyone wasn't going anymore. I was determined to get some new plimpsoles so got some new people together and we went. Me, Rooster, Adam and Scotty boy went to town and first stop was river island. I got my plimpsoles but at £19.99 it left a large hole in my money pocket and to make the hole bigger I bought a £29.99 jumper. All my money gone in the first shop. With my new clothes on I was a Mediterranean hunk. Well after a quick look round I went home happy that I spent my money wisely. Also on Monday I am making my 5 a side football debut for Knaphill central. Should be good.

JD x

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06/05/09

2009-05-07T07:33:00.000-07:00

Today is dedicated to the timeless wonder. the science buddy, the wonderful Camilla. To Tracey for the superb hot dogs and to Drogba. Finally to Emily Mountains Raynes.

Well I had an absolutely superb day yesterday. One of the best. I woke up cross and couldn't find my trousers. I was not happy at all. Then I got to school and found out I had German first thing. I didn't have my daybook Mr Gay has had it for a week. Luckily I brought P.E kit so I was ok for double P.E. Now it was free choice for normal P.E. but then for GCSE we did theory instead of practical. I was not happy again. We sat on the field and watched the other group do P.E. and did a test. Next I found out that I got an A for my English coursework and my day was getting better and better. After months of searching I am not a prom free agent any more. My mood was now sky high and it got better. The afternoon went quickly and then my highlight of the week. CLARKY LESSON. To be honest it was hard work this week and I didn't get a cup of tea either.

I got home and I was getting in the zone for Cobham just to find out it got called off so my mood dropped a bit cause I was on form however it turned out to be a blessing in disguise. Tracey making the hot dogs we would have had so I got my mustard and went over. I was treated to 3 double hot dogs! I've never been so pampered in my life. On top of that there were chilli heat waves Doritos's and dip. To top it all off I had my best tea I have ever had. No chemical shit. A PG tips milk and two sugars special. It was heaven in a cup. I then was allowed to stay and watch the match so I was very happy to watch instead of listening to the radio. Well what makes me laugh is drogba accusing the ref of cheating. If anyone cheats more than drogba they would be on rogue traders. Yes even I felt sorry for Chelsea and I hate there plastic team. There plastic ground and there corporate prawn sandwich eating supporters. At least 3 penalties were stone wall and one of them was 50 50. Saying that when Inesta scored it made me feel all warm and fuzzy inside.

Also someone said I was a very blunt person and I never put an X on the end of my texts or writings so I will turn over a new leaf and instead of being blunt I will be vein.

JD x

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My trip to Thorpe Park and day trip to Manchester

2009-05-05T13:35:00.000-07:00

Today is dedicated to the coach journeys.

Well whenever I go on a road trip or to Thorpe park there is normally action. At Thorpe Park you can pretty much guarantee that I will soil myself from either shitting myself before going on the rides or mainly chucking up on upside down rides. On road trips you can know something was going to happen. And it did

Well my mum and dad went away from a few days and cause I hate flying I said I'm not going. I stayed at a friend of the families in Pyrford and we went for a trip to Thorpe park. Now I did warn them I am prone to sickness but they insisted on going on the new saw ride first. I was bricking it and got on and thought what is this. Other than the big drop after the vertical climb its pretty poor. Short. Not particularly quick. Not worth the wait at all. It was so poor I wasn't even ill afterwards. Next we went to collosus. I ride I saw never to go on again after I was sick on it and closed it for the rest of the day last year. Once again I was ill afterwards but kept myself and my clothes clean. I took a long break before going on stealth. I was dizzy and sick and didn't go on any more rides until the end of the day. I wasn't sick. I was ill. I felt pretty bad if I was honest but I was grateful for my clean clothes.

Now for my road trip. I had been looking forward to going to Man City for weeks and the time had come. My mood was dampened at being woken up at 5 o clock. We got on the coach and it was funny as hell. It passed quickly and we were buzzing. We got to the ground and the pitch was ruined already. Just passed an inspection and with my trusty air horn and dodgy flag the barmy army were going. Them stupid clappers were getting on my nerves but I kept calm until we started losing. In the end the girls lost 2-1. Emma scored a wonder goal the other team should have had there goalkeeper sent off. This is a rant. I am not being sexist but if the keeper comes out to foul a played who has gone round her its a red card. The ref knew nobody was coming back and didn't send the keeper off because they are girls. The ref was influenced by that. If that had been me or any other keeper I would have just walked off the pitch and not waited for the ref to get his red card out. It was an absolute disgrace. If the ref genuinely got it wrong he is an stupid brainless fool. The thing is he didn't and he bottled it big time. Would have made much difference. Probably not but it was still an absolute disgrace.

The journey home was far more quiet. I moved next to Langy and as far as decisions go that was a bad one. I was right at the front near teachers so it was a bit boring but that was the least of my worries. We stopped off at the services and I came back without my bag. Everyone waited while I searched for my bag only to get back to the coach and find I didn't take it out. Typical. Langy then began to breath heavy and struggle so I said don't die Langy but I really should have seen the inevitable. He then began to shuffle in his seat and breath even heavier. Then that awful sound of sick splatting and my belt wouldn't come off! I frantically tried to get it off but it just wouldn't come out. Mercifully it came out and I leapt to the front of the coach. Save and clean. He missed me and my bag. Well that is my Bank holiday.

I am now becoming world famous. My match report is on the cobham website and I have ventured into the program. I have well and truly gone global.

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Not a proper post

2009-05-01T09:26:00.000-07:00

Today is dedicated to the Nigel Rousell. Cobham Youth team. The pink trio. Scott AND finally to my headline. (See the match report below)

Well firstly we won 4-1 in the youth cup final. I did the official match report which I have pasted at the bottom.

It was GCSE Practicle exams on Wednesday, Thursday and Friday so we had we honour of going to school in P.E. Kit. I had football, Volley ball, Softball and Atherletics. I can't be bothered to finish so the rest is just the match report that I did pasted in.

Victory is Taylor made for Cobham as the hammers hammer hapless Camberley in the cup final.

Cobham F.C. lifted Grant-McLellan Youth Cup after a stunning 4-1 victory over Camberley Town.

Cobham began with the 4-5-1 / 4-3-3 formation that had been so successful against Lingfield and East Grinstead hoping to absorb the early pressure then let the football do the talking. Camberley started off very lively however couldn’t convert there dominance of the possession into chances on goal. Rousell and Stratful were unmoved at the heart of the Cobham defence and kept Camberley at bay. Cobham then began to get talismanic midfielder Shane Rideout on the ball was cutting through Camberley like a hot knife through butter. Rideout sprayed a perfectally weighted pass wide to young winger Shane Cheeseman who cut inside and forced the keeper into a good save with his legs. Cheeseman terrorized the Camberley left back who was having a torrid time and was soon left fully exposed again in the 20th minute but Cheeseman’s shot flew just past the post.

Camberley offered little in attack and Michael Connell and Dan Rousell dealt with danger man 9 who hardly had a kick. Cobham were beginning to really test Camberley with there short passing game and in the 30th minute got there reward. A move that started from D. Rousell at centre back. Rousell slipped the ball into Rideout who turned into space picked out Timmy Taylor in space on the left wing, thanks to a great run from the tireless Thomas Hegarty who drew the defender away. At an acute angle Taylor raced towards the goal and with a cool head lifted the ball over the onrushing Camberley Keeper to spark wild celebrations. The rest of the half was all Cobham as Camberley looked deflated and Camberley had the goalkeeper to thank for keeping the score 0-1 at half time.

HALF TIME SCORE: Camberley Town 0-1 Cobham FC (Taylor)

Camberley came out the traps early in the second half and as predicted attacked right from the off. Once again however they had nothing to show for the possession. 15 year old Sam Petters who showed a wise head on young shoulders and was particually outstanding. He was not at all flusted by the pressure and grew as the game went on. Chris Rousell in the Cobham goal has still yet to be tested however dealt superbly with all high balls and did a solid job. Cobham then produced and a deadly 10minute spell that proved to be the fatal blows for Camberley. In the 52ND minute from Rideout’s corner lone striker Hegarty rose like a salmon and powered the ball home. (NOTE I DON’T KNOW IF THIS HAPPENED BECAUSE I WAS GETTING KEN’S COFFEE) 4 minutes later Rideout picked up the ball on the half way line and ran at the Camberly back 4 turning them inside out and back to front before his shot was blocked however his midfield partner George Peterkin crashed in Cobham’s 3rd. Cobham didn’t stop and in the 60th minute Man of the Match Taylor produce and a spectacular lob to seal the game.

Holding midfielder Matthew Brooke was a rock all game and set Rideout and Peterkin free with his solid and disciplined display. Camberley began to assert themselves again and worked C. Rousell in the Cobham goal who shoveled the shot onto the post however couldn’t get to the rebound before the striker who slammed the ball home. Fortunatly for Cobham the offside flag went up and the goal was ruled out. On 75minutes Camberley got the goal that they so craved. A moved through the middle resulted in a fierce shot which was saved superbly by Rousell however the rebound was knocked home. The last 15 minutes were confortable and Cobham saw the game through to win. Captain D. Rousell lifted the trophy aloft and Cobham F.C had won the Grant-McLellan Youth Cup.

Cobham: C. Rousell, Petters, Stratful, Rousell (C), Connell, Taylor, Rideout, Brooke, Peterkin (Hockley 80mins), Cheeseman, Hegarty.

Each and every player played out of there skin. Hegarty worked tirelessly all game and makes the 4-5-1 system work. Rousell and Stratful laid the foundations for victory. Taylor and Cheeseman crucified their markers. Peterkin was strong and a force in the midfield. Petters and Connell were as solid as a rock and nobody got in behind them. Chris Rousell did everything he had to do with minimum fuss and did it well. Brooke kept the game ticking and Rideout just tore them apart. Limb from Limb.

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2009-04-28T14:15:00.001-07:00

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28/04/09

2009-04-28T13:47:00.000-07:00

Today is dedicated to The amazing, soon to be Woking star and lender of a polo shirt, Shane Rideout. The wonderful Kelly Rideout for giving me my bag in form this morning and to Josh Frost Niven's bad attitude. Finally to Chris for direction to College

Firstly you know full well its going to be a bad day when the day before the youth team lose 4-0 and you left your school bag. I took it so it would look like I was a player and could get in free. I was successful in getting in free but that was about the only positive. Anyway back to the morning and it was the return of the Oat Malties left from last time. I've run out of Oats and More Raisin so I had to make do with Sainsbury's own shreddies. There still as disgusting as before. Just to make things even worse my daily hunt for my tie was beginning to worry me. It normal takes me just 5-10mins to find it but this morning it was nowhere to be seen. I searched and searched while searching for my bag because at the time I didn't know I had left it at football. It was now 8 30 and I was becoming more frantic and then I sat down on my computer chair and thought what a dickhead. I have a black computer chair and my tie was on it and I couldn't see it. All morning looking. Anyway there was still the bag issue and I got to school at about 8 35 and Kelly came out and gave me my bag. The relief is indescribable. My morning still got worse however. Before the end of form I was summoned to see Clarky who proceeded to bite my head off.

After my morning was over nothing of much note happened until Fourth lesson. Maths with Miss Rapely. First of all someone cracked there head open so there was action out the window. Miss went of for the first 10mins so we were all fully focused on this action. Then Miss came in and got cross. Finally was science with Mr Gay. Once again I was moved to the special seat and had my daybook taken. I am not even going to think about go over what happened.

It was then off to Farnbourgh Sixth Form for the open day and interview number 2. I went on my own to test out what it would be like and I saw Rachel and Nikita so I got the train with them. After getting directions from the amazing Chris I cycled off and did a very stupid thing. I didn't know what to do and I saw I huge queue for something which I thought was to get into to this Info day. So I went to see my interviewer who I was meant to see after looking at my choices of subjects. I don't think he knew what I meant by there is a massive queue to get in. Anyway I found that the queue was to hear the principle speak and I thought to myself whats the massive queue for. It's not Moses in there and I found where I was meant to be did my stuff and went back with Rachel and Nikita.

When I got back I was greeted by the worst game of football since the last Woking game I saw. Actually since playing for cougars on Sunday but anyway. Anti-football and fair play to the plastic team they pulled it off.

There we go

JD Job Done

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25/04/09 - 26/04/09

2009-04-25T11:48:00.000-07:00

Today is dedicated to Jacko and Ollie Fullbrook who are going to get both barrels if they so much as put a foot wrong.

Ok, it's Saturday morning and I woke up bright and early with Louis lying next to me moaning about his shoulder in his sleep. I had my usual breakfast and settled down to watch the previous day's snooker highlights. Nothing better than Snooker and a cup of tea. It was a full 3 hours later before Louis crawled out of bed and joined me. I then did something amazing. I cooked breakfast. I made Bacon and Beans and Mushrooms for both of us. Nothing was burned nothing broke and nothing exploded and the breakfast was a sucess accompanied by Inbetweeners on my BT Vision.

Louis then anounced at half 12 he needed to get his bike lock from Langy's and I thought: Shit. It's half 12. There's a Cobham Match. I quickly text Dan who rung back saying I will be there in a minute. I was in hook heath with dodgy legs! So I ran and ran as fast as my poor legs would run and I might have been quite a long time. Its fair to say I felt a bit guilty for making him late. I cured this by beating Timmy and Abby at pool.

They lost 2-0 and I ended up doing the washing up but I didn't mind. There to help

Cup final next day so I went to bed.

I am not even going into the cup final. We lost 5-0 and thats as far as I am going. I was and am not a happy bunny

So now for some pearls of my wisdom. I know in my head who all my favorite people are and so does everyone. Everyone knows who they like and don't like. It is the same for football. Whoever you deem to be a bad player you will look for the faults and exploit them whereas if you think there good you will look for good. Personally I rarely change my opinion on people and if I don't like them that is set in stone.

JD

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23/04/09 - 24/04/09

2009-04-24T09:22:00.000-07:00

Today is dedicated to Mr Browns barmy army!

The quote of the day is: Carlsberg don't do school teams but even if they did we would still be the best in the world.

The morning before the run out on the hallow turf. School was fairly uneventful because nothing of any note happened other than I received an hour detention from Mr Gay. I'm not going there again. We got into Brownies room after a brief trip to the shop and settled down for a talk about tactics. The mini-bus journey there was uneventful. Not like previous dramas. There was no atmosphere in the bus. Just anticipation.

In the shadow of the awe inspiring LGS Stand we parked the mini bus. We stopped and Mr Brown wouldn't let us out. He then proceeded to do an emotional and highly charged team talk in the bus. It went something like. 'Its our last game and we WILL win. We will win. we are the best. We are the best. We ARE the best. WE ARE THE BEST!' We then were waiting around for over an hour to get changed and ready for the game. Then we kicked off. The match summed up our time with Mr Brown pretty much perfectly. The only thing missing was a dramatic shoot out. We started off superbly and Cheesy scored a amazing volley. I gave them a goal (to make it more interesting obviously) and then they were all over us. They scored again. At half time we fought and went at them. Just like we always have under Mr Brown we didn't give up. Even I got going second half. Mark and Josh were spectacular and laid the foundations for us to sustain attack after attack. Tim scored after Cheesy ran half the pitch to see his shot saved. This sparked wild celebration. We carried on and continued to pound away. I had little to do other than a few relatively easy saves however considering my first half form nothing was easy. With Callender getting right into it on the side we pressed and scored and got to half time in extra time. We somehow held on despite one or two scary moments and Ben and Ramones goal saving tackles. We held on for victory and it was a fitting way to bow out of school football. We scored lots of goals. I made my now customary error. We fought and fought. We came off that field with nothing more to give. Most importantly though, we won! Undeservedly? Not a chance. Who ever scores more goals than the other team are deserved winners and we did although by the skin of our teeth.

I then rushed to Cobham in my Cobham trousers and school shirt. I had no shoes and as was quite quickly brought to my attention, my feet absolutely stunk. I mean really, really badly. I apologise unreservedly to Emma, Kelly and anyone else effected by my feet. I walked to the fish and chips shop at the back of waitrose and stood on some fairly sharp stones. Not good. Also the Fish and Chips were pretty horrible if I am honest. Cobham lost and with that pretty much the league too but there were hot dogs at the end and there was mustard!!! I love mustard.

I got home and it was inbetweeners. Always funny as anything and I went to bed.

Friday morning and it was my good Friday. Little did I know however that all hell would break loose during and after English or that I would finish the day with Allana squirting Fairy Liquid all over Mr Gay's whiteboard.

First thing was GCSE P.E and we practised our analysis. The pressure was on each person who got picked out. It was good and I enjoyed that lesson. Next up was Maths and then P.E. Leadership. I couldn't move. Following the previous day's exploits I was sore as hell. That was my first game in weeks. ICT passed with no drama. Then it was English and the was Action with an emphatic capital A.

It started like it was going to be a poor lesson. We were doing a test about poetry in absolute silence when people started handing in things to Clarky. Then next thing I knew was Sam Morgan Slee's shoes flying around and Rikki's Apple. The shoe and apple both flew out the window via Jack Slater. Sam was raging and went on the rampage however Clarky rescued the situation. While Rikki went outside to collect the bits and pieces that went out the window he was going mad. 'You all got heads detention' he said to the people who started the carnage. Rikki from outside screams up to the windown. 'I ain't done nothing wrong why are you giving me Detention.' With this Clarky burst out laughing and told Rikki to 'Get back up hear you Retched Youth!' When we thought English couldn't get any more exciting the bell went and Clarky was giving us a telling off when right outside the window there was a fight. A proper bitch fight with hair pulling and kicking and all sorts and our class had the best view of it. It was like being in an executive box. Charlotte nearly fell out the window and a bottle went past my ear and fly towards the grappling Year 8/9 girls. Phew what a day.

Next I had to serve my one hour with Mr Gay. I filled out his forms appropriately and 45mins passed like 45 days. Then I asked if we could do something. So we cleaned his board. It was filthy. So we gave it the once over and with some fairly liquid got the board spotless. The day still wasn't over though. I had another hour with Mr Clark although this time it was a lesson and not a dt. We went through this and that and he was once again gossiping and punning. He is a funny guy.

That is that

JD
Job Done

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21/04/09 - 22/04/09

2009-04-22T11:21:00.000-07:00

Today is dedicated to Aaron and Lou Lou. Clean sheet Sunday.

The quote of the day is what I read on Shane Rideouts phone last night. From BBC Sport: Woking have been relegated from the Blue Square Premier after 17 years in the top flight of non-league football, without kicking a ball on Tuesday.

Well Woking are down. I am not cross or furious or particually upset. Just empty. Like I have lost a Kidney or a lung. I don't support a premier league team and I never will unless all 92 league teams drop out and Woking get into Premier League by default. I can't see us bouncing back. The only positives are that I may see Woking win a game or two and maybe a mid table finish. Also Woking V Basingstoke next year. Furthermore on the subject of Woking Graham Baker has been appointed full time and the whole board other than Phil Ledger who is life time board member.

On to my day. School passed with nothing blog worthy happening that I can remember. Then I got home a beat Akeel. AGAIN. I should have mercy on him now. We won't mention Cheesy beating me though. Anyway then it was off to Sandhurst for Cobham - Sandhurst take 2. After the first game was called off at half time and resulted in me swimming back to the car. They lost 2-0. First half they were really good but lost it in the end. The car journey home is where I found that Woking had gone thanks to Ruggles and Odjie laughing down Shane's phone and then him going on BBC Sport.

School Wednesday morning and I can safely say that I didn't embrace the morning. I woke up still broken from Woking going down. I couldn't find a spoon for my oats and more raisin anywhere. You know its gonna be one of those days especially when the Clingfilm gets stuck on one side when you are trying to make your sandwiches.

After an hour of ripping in German P.E. was much of the same. I vow to rip every Chelsea fan mercilessly when Roman Abramovich pulls the plug and they go out of business. A certain pint sized individual will be the main focus of abuse. Then it was double P.E. O yes. Football in normal P.E., Atheltics in GCSE.

District Cup final tommorow night. 5 O'clock. Massive. Massive game. Cougars Cup final at Ash Utd Stadium on Sunday 2 O 'Clock kick off. Be there.

This a brand new section of blog. A special treat for the readers. Louis' Locker In the locker tonight is Louis and the district cup final. I'm going through mixed emoutions at the moment excitment, nerves and disapointment. i am hoping to get at least 10 mins then i will be satisfied. I am excited for the amzing mini bus journey I will be going on and the adrenaline rush I will get before the game.

Now a match report from GPR Vs. Meadow Sports. This was from a completely unbiased up and coming blogger. (Not me) I am not responsible for any offence the match report may cause. :D.

It was a nice sunny evening down in goldsworth. Where two great teams meet, Meadow sports who are still chasing the championship and GPR who are in a relegation scrap. meadow with there full squad, as well as GPR, rested there two big guns the cheese and hegs and was a bit of a surprise. GPR started strong and got 2 early-ish goals one by Matthew Lambert and the second by dale. Meadow, late into the first half, got a goal from a header by the rising starlet MR.mclean. After half time Meadow came out strong and still without cheesey and hegs BUT then they came. It was end to end stuff with meadow still without the equaliser gpr who are second to bottom where out playing a top four team it wasn't untill 15 mins to go that meadow got there goal that was much needed. A long ball over the top by hegs and was chased down by cheesey but couldn't get in front of langy who put the ball into his own net. Meadow where more then lucky. It was getting near to the end and everyone was looking at a 2-2 scoreline.
BUT THEN...
come of the man.
come of the hour.
A searching ball over the top was kindly dealt with by the CHEESE who taped it into a open goal. It was a heartbraker for goldsworth who played so well and to nearly out play a team of meadows ability. With a couple minutes left goldworth were looking for a late goal and had three corners in a row but couldnt find that goal they so wanted.

As you can tell by the completely unbiased match report it was a close game. Just by the way I didn't write this gold but it could make me laugh all day reading this. There maybe one or two clues in the passage as to which side was on.

REMEMBER CUP FINAL AT WOKNIG TOMMOROW 5 O CLOCK KICK OFF.

JD

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20th April 2009. AAAAAGGGGHHHH!

2009-04-20T12:16:00.000-07:00

Today is dedicated to...Akeel. Try and live it down.

I am going to start with the phrase of the day (thanks to max): You scratch my back and I scratch yours. I do love that one. The phrase of the day was brought to you by Dan Rousell.

It was back to school today. It's always harder to wake up in the morning after half term and today was no exception. As I woke up I was faced with a morning changing decision. Have a shower and have more time for morningly watch of sky sports news and get down in time for the newspaper round up at about 7:45 or have a bath. In my opinion a bath just edges a shower. You get your whole body in the nice warm bath and its more relaxing however shower is speed. In the end I thought the idea of a bath is just a cut above shower and paper round up so I had that.

Well the poll is hotting up now. Davis took an early lead but Clarky is coming flying back now. Anyway on the subject of Mr Davis as anyone who was in assembly saw he now has a whopping great beard. This mornings assembly was the best of the year (Not being sarcastic either it was quite good.)First lesson was DiDA and when Miss said SPB (The project) is due in Friday I felt like I swallowed a frog. And a large one at that.

Second thing was science. With Mr Gay.

After being 10mins late to English because of certain things I arrived and Clarky was looking slick. He wasn't in a bad mood he was in one of them moods when he will turn teaching us about metaphors into how the war started and trench foot. Anyway today was one of his going way off topic. We were talking about war poetry and it turned into a mass debate about how big nuclear bombs are. It turns out the ones that hit Japan were half the size of the classroom. Then the whole issue of how they carried it around was brought up. Next was lunch and I remember my sandwiches! O Yes! They were nothing spectacular. Just Turkey in brown bread but it was good enough for me.

Fouth was Mr Anslow science. Uneventful but always funny as hell. Last was Geography and there was a revelation concerning the poll. A large one too. It passed with only one incident.

I got home and it was earn my controller back time. I did it. It was time to settle my score with Akeel on FIFA. Oh how he wishes I didn't clean my room. It's not the winning its the rubbing it in. Oh how I rubbed it in. With his dream team he was out played and destroyed. 1-0 victory doesn't tell the full story either. Then it was on to bigger fish to fry. It was off the play Scotty and obviously there's not much you can do when refereeing decisions go against you and I am Villa and hes Man U. I think I dominated to but 5 lucky goals sent me crashing down. 0-5 was certainly an unfair reflection. Round 2 was a close game to be fair he did dominate but it was only 3-2. Moving swiftly on it wouldn't let me play the Rousell again. 'I don't think our ps3s like each other.' It was the return of the Crowley v Whitby epic. The final game was truly and epic. One that will live in the memory of the players and spectators for many years to come. I took the lead with a spectacular drive and then he scrambled in a goal. Next came one of the longest shootouts ever. Longer than Cougars GPR shootout. I missed and had to save to stay and in and I did. This sparked wild celebrations and then we just didn't miss. I went past both keepers taking one until I missed again but then I saved the next ome. Even wilder celebrations happened. Good job mum was out otherwise there would have been words. Then I missed again and he scored but I was the moral winner. I won.

I watched my first episode of The Inbetweeners and it is the funniest thing on T.V.

EDIT:

DISTRICT CUP FINAL 5 O CLOCK KINGFIELD STATDIUM. Be there.

GRRRR IT DOESN'T WORK :(

Episode 1 Series 2 Here:

No Where's Wally today :(

JD

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The weekend

2009-04-19T11:19:00.000-07:00

The weekend is dedicated to www.wutravel.com. The best travel site to Singapore. Also to Helen and John for Liberating Adam on Friday.

First off all and most importantly. Woking are probably down now. 2-2 draw against Mansfield isn't good enough although normally it would have been good but on this occasion it wasn't good enough. We could go down officially on Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday or on the day of next Saturday against Rushden away. We could stay up but we won't. I also would like to take the opportunity to say Woking News & Mail is a cut above the rest as a newspaper.

Ok there was a Cobham game away at Egham, the cup final ground, and I had physio so I went there. IN THE PURPLE TURTLE. Today as a weekend treat here is an exclusive picture of what the purple turtle looks like. Its not THE Purple Turtle however it will do. . It was the return of Hicksey and to celebrate he was on music duty. Not as bad as I was, I would say 7.5/10 for Mr Hicks. We got to the ground after a U-Turn and it rivals Chessington & Hooks ground for being the biggest s**thole. Its right in the middle of a housing estate however the bar is pretty good. Also HAPPY BIRTHDAY FOR FRIDAY SCOTTY. As it was his birthday I got him a birthday burger with no mustard. I ended up getting Emma and Kelly one too however I got a wonderful beautifully made thing in return. As I am becoming used to, played well and put in every last ounce of effort but just fall short. On a much brighter note, and I speak for everyone when I say this, we all enjoyed a moment of the match off the field. Scott knows what I mean. Eh. ;).

The journey back was one of the best yet. Unfortunately there is no need to clutter up the precious space of the blog about the incidents of the car journey. As the say, what happens in the turtle stays in the turtle.

Saturday night was pretty uneventful although it might not have been.

At the moment the best song I know is Broken Strings by James Morrison and Nelly Furtardo. It is super. I don't like rapping cause I can't pick out the words. All I ever hear is *******, ****, ****, **** and YEA BOI. Anyway apparently someone on Britain's got talent was amazing so I went on Youtube and typed in her name. I looked at her and though its going to be another one who runs around with her tits out or something outrageous like that. I was in shock. Absolute shock. It was the best thing I have ever heard. Other than me on a karaoke machines that was the best thing around at the moment.

Sunday is the day of rest and rest is what I did not do. I made my mum happy and cleaned everything. After that I continued to send Hull crashing down the table on football manager. Maybe i'm not cut out for Woking managers job after all.

After the unrivaled success of Where's Wally last blog. It returns.

Same again if you find him say.

Some advice. To find Wally you must think like wally.

I will be honest I couldn't find him but I am sure he must be there somewhere.

JD

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15th April 2009

2009-04-16T03:53:00.001-07:00

Today is dedicated to: Fucking John, Ken . Also to Scott. Sorry I we put mustard in your hot dog :(

Well I was a very busy boy yesterday. I carried on being famous and went about studying and football manager. Both unsuccessfully. Anyway Adam rung me up with some news which was quite surprising. Dan came to pick me up in the purple turtle and we made our way to play top of the table Lingfield. I was still injured but it was Chris' turn anyway. We didn't set a new coasting record this week we were in a car to heavy and cars behind us. On Monday we coasted to the bourgh of Guildford. A new record. We saw Brioney and Nicola on the way to the match. I waved. We got to the match with Ken and Rob Anderson as managers. I was hungry and went back and fourth to the bar to buy some crisps. They started off costing 40p and ended up costing 50p. Then it was heaven in my hand. Hot Dog. With Mustard. A bit of ketchup. Only missing onions. All for just £1. I was pleased. We then did the mug shots for the cup final and warmed up. The other team were HUGE. IN CAPITALS. HUGE. Well anyway I was doing little jobs and I went to get Ken's fleece from his car and he said have a Jelly Baby if you want. So I had one and it was disgusting. I spat it out. It was hot and not the right shape. I thougt well no more of them and got Ken his fleece.

In the match itself we saw Action with a capital A. We went 1-0 down and just to rub salt in my wounds fucking Johno didnt put the lid back on the olive oil in the physio bag. I was looking in the bag for some spray to notice that I was getting very wet. COVERED IN OLIVE OIL. I was not happy. At half time it was 1-1, Hegars scored a good goal. It finished 3-1 with Cheesy scoring a worldy walcott chip. Phew. Cheesy scored the other one which the keeper and defender ran into each other.

After the game Nigil bought the hot dogs in the dressing room and Chris came in and said Scott wants one with Ketchup and NO MUSTARD. I'm not taking the full blame. Chris said hold this, hold this. (this being the mustard) put a bit along there (there being the shaft of the sausage) but I put to much on. So we disguised it with a bit of ketchup. Unfortunatly the end result was a hot dog which left a trial of my journy from dressing room to outside the bar and scott noticed the mustard.

On the way home it was JBs all the way :D!

On behalf of Dan and Ken here is a Where's Wally to do.

He is there because I found him. If you find him say where in the comments bit below

JD

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Tuesday 14th April 2009

2009-04-14T14:18:00.000-07:00

Today dedicated to THE Purple Turtle.

This morning was the first morning when I woke up thinking shit I got my exams coming up in a few weeks and if I mess up thats me in trouble. I got up and for the first time this year I didn't have breakfast. I just wasn't hungry. Morning passed with nothing happening other than I decided to resign as Woking manager on Football manager cause I was still pissed off at waiting one hour. I started a new game as Hull manager.

I got invited to lunch at So's Kitchen next to the station and it was very nice. I was absolutly stuffed though. I was already limping but after all a ate it would have been easier to roll around. Just as I got in Josh Frost Niven and Matt were at my door to go to St Johns. I picked up my revision and headed down. Nothing happened until while playing football mark said, 'Can you smell burning?' and we turned around to see the trees on fire at the lye. We went over to inspect and a giant flaming circle was there and spreading fast. Well we went home and I set about doing s bit of revision. I got in trouble for eating some of my mum and dads easter egg but I was hungry and when the stomach calls I don't ignore it.

I forgot that Chelsea vs. Liverpool was on and I missed the first 10mins but from what I saw. WHAT A GAME. Not as good as Woking vs. Aldershot in the F.A. Trophy or Woking vs. Forest green when we came from 3 goals down and 10mins to go to win but never the less a great game. I was in and out of my bed and at half time I may have got a bit to cocky. My text to Jacko: 'Bahahahahahahahahaha!!! U wish you had Whitby in goal tonite instead of that lump (D. Them plastic chelsea fans are just as plastic as the seats there sitting on. Fans outsung. Players outplayed. Have fun second half. Eh. Son.' I might have cost Liverpool a Champions League semi final place with that text. Second half however was so uneventful it wasn't even blog worthy. I have never seen such rubbish. EDIT: COMPLAINT: I missed out the best match ever and I do agree. Woking FC 3, Former Champions of Europe Nottingham Forest 2. What a game that was.

I then go on msn to take abuse when I was delighted to find that I am famous. I will be avalible for autographs and pictures tomorow at Lingfield FC from 6 until 7.

On the subject of football I can't play tommorow cause my leg is still killing. I am not going to the doctors and I never will unless I am taken there in an ambulance. I hate hospitals. They are boring, lifless, souless places which take hours to see you and then do nothing. I will let it get better on its own. I would rather be in a bit of pain but happy rather than bored, gutted and pissy.

EDIT: MASSIVE NEWS. GRACE IS FINALLY BACK FROM TENERIFE.

Well that is pretty much that.

JD

End of Post.

Day of depression

2009-04-13T14:14:00.001-07:00

Today is dedicated to me

Nice day today. Perfect football weather. My plan was simple. Watch Cobham vs. Guildford in the morning and get to Woking Oxford just in time for kick off. I went in the clean purple turtle and I was on music duty. I wasn't good at it but we broke the coasting record. From the top of the hill at Pyrford we coasted into the Borough of Guildford! This sparked wild celebrations. We then used the new Cobham dartboard and I am still undefeated. Beat everyone at killer and then Jordan at three darts highest score. Unfortunatly there are one or two holes in and around the wall which the dart board is on.

Anyway the first half was my favorite Cobham game by far. I had a ball. AND WE WERE WINNING. Second half we lost but it was great fun and it was a good atmosphere. The chairman of Guildford City is a millionare and has been linked with Woking FC. So I was talking to our chairman just to make sure it was him and talking about him when he walked in. To save being red faced I dived straight in and asked him 'Are you the one who is going to buy Woking and save us from David Taylor and relegation?' He was acctually a really nice guy and simply said I have had offers but there are to many problems at the club. DAMN!

Anyway it was onto the woking game. In form Oxford at home. Nobody expected us to get anything out of the game so when we are true to form and get no points does it mean we are doomed to Conferance South football next year. Anything would have been a bonus

There was way to many Oxford supporters for the little chris lane terrace and there was over crowding. They were moved around and people spilled over. Kick off delayed for one hour becuase people wouldn't listen. Stupid. Then what infuritaed me was people were comparing it to Hillsbourgh. Now that pissed me off. Its the silly twaty Oxford supporters fault. Instead of doing the sensible thing and move to the big stand they stand around in the walk way which is packed. There was no crush and after a one hour delay people were moved around the ground. But to compare to Hillsbourgh. Well that has pissed me off.

Firstly the whole issue of Oxford fans could have been avoided to easily if it was all ticket. While nobody but got hurt and the club made a lot of extra money from the Oxford fans it was an accident waiting to happen. Giving them a quater of the KRE was asking for trouble. It was a good job there weren't any of the usual trouble makers who come to the big games otherwise there would have been trouble. The fact is that any other ground would have been just as unprepared as us.

The game was over as soon as they scored the second. We did play well and passed ball around nicely but thats not good enough. We don't have anyone who can play the killer ball and really create things. We had no period of sustained pressure and didn't get the crowd going. Turley had one save to make and thats not good enough.

Oxford weren't particualy good and didn't rip us to shreds, saying that not many teams have, but they have the killer instinct which we don't. They were very poor after they went 2-0 up but they did enough.

Graham Baker seems like a good guy and is getting more out of the players than Gilchrist did towards the end of his time. He knows what he is doing that is for sure but you get the feeling that he could get shafted by the players just like Gilchrist. Time will tell.

Well I got home in a furious mood and treated myself to left over roast dinner from yesterday. Joy. I nice cup of tea calmed me down as well.

JD

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Catchup

2009-04-11T12:11:00.000-07:00

Firstly the results of the poll. Will Scott Crowley be fit for the cup final? YES 35%. NO 28%. Doesn't matter we don't need him 35%. The new poll is going to be up tommorow when I think of something.

Today is dedicated to THE WOKING TEAM AND GRAHAM BAKER!!! and anyone else who reads the blog today.

As I have forgot to update for a while I will start with Friday. I started in my usual manner however as it was good Friday I ate an Easter chocolate to go with my oats and more raisin and sainsbury's own orange juice. Also today I was modelling with a few other people at Cobham. I always knew I would make it as a model. It was pissing down so we couldn't do anything apart from eat mini Cheddars. Them BBQ ones were nice. I soon perked up when I found out it was for £30 though. We started of doing all these shots in the Diamond stuff and it all was going well till the second to last thing. I got my keeper stuff on and went in goal as they started doing free kicks around the manikins. I saved the ball and landed really awkwardly. My left hand side felt sore but I got up and just limped around. I normally hurt my side but this time hurt more than normal. Then I got in the clubhouse and it just got worse and worse. It got really stiff and I was hobbling badly. Also there is new seats and stuff in the clubhouse and a second hand dart board! Which I helped put up. I went home with Brooky and my leg was really starting to hurt now. I spent the evening hobbling around and revising. Also finally got my PS3 controller back again so I had a quick go on fifa before bed.

Saturday morning started without my usual oats and more with OJ! I had toast. There was also a reserve game in the afternoon which I was determined to be fit for espicially after Wednesday. Basically I didn't cover myself glory and Dan Whitby AKA Paul Robinson might have done a bad thing. Anyway I needed to get straight back in a flush away the memory of Wednesday but it wasn't to be. I went to warm up but I was still limping and it was really sore on the touch. So put on about 3 pairs of padded shorts and padded sells trousers. I then warmed up slowley and carefully to try and losen up and I was cooking. Until I dived. It was quite painful. In the end I said I could stand in the goal cause Chris was so tired from Kenya but I suppose it was impracticle. As I sat in the dressing room it started to hurt more and more and more. When everyone went I sat about getting changed and I couldn't. I had to get Jake to help me take my socks off and when he went I spent five minutes fumbling with my trousers and I couldn't get one leg off. So I walked out with one leg in a trouser and asked my dad to come in and help me get changed back into my tracksuit. My leg now wouldn't move without servre pain and I stumbled round to behind the goal to try and take the first aid kit to the dugout and fell over on the small verge and thought it best to stay there for a while cause I wouldn't be moving without being carried. I staggered around and then Manuel came over and helped me to the dugout and kept explaining to me what the doctors are going to do while I kept saying I HATE THE DOCTORS AND I AM NOT GOING. It was half time and the score was 0-6. I then made my way across the pitch and I made it to half way and I thought this is going well I might make it to the bar to see the Woking score when I hit the wall. I couldn't move. By the time I made it to the bar the players were ready to come out for the second half so I thought it best to park myself in a seat in the bar. The new confomfy seats are very hurt leg/hip friendly so I sat and watch soccer saturday while having Manuel going on about my leg. I was fist pumping at the Woking score and nearly leapt of my seat when Jaskilienen had a shot cleared off the line at 4-3. The final ressys score was 12-2. :(.

BUT WOKING WON!!! COME ON! COME ON! WE ARE STAYING UP!!!!!!!! LIAM MARUM IS A WANKER. BUT WHEN HE SCORES HE IS ALLAH. MOSES. GANESH. JESUS AND BARACK OBAMA ALL IN ONE. COME ON YOU CARDS.

Graham Baker's red and white army!

Thats that

JD

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06/04/09 - 07/04/09

2009-04-08T02:40:00.000-07:00

Today is dedicated to Scotty, Emily and Danny Taylor. George you didn't want one so your not getting one.

The first day of half term. Superb. I got up at about 8.30 and went downstairs for my favorite breakfast of oats and more with raisin and a nice glass of sainsbury's own orange juice. Superb. I then set about getting some German revision done.

Next I set about the important business of Football Manger 09. We are shooting up the league now. I have overcome my injury crisis and it stands me in good stead for the real Woking manager job. Then I walked over to Adams house and we went on his laptop, eat caramel bar and he showed me his new boots. Then we went down to the pitches at the bottom of Knaphill to watch Woking Academy play Ebbsfleet. I am developing an irrational dislike of the academy and so much so I wanted them to lose and they did. They were so poor and apart from the giant centre back who got injured, they weren't very good.

Time for the Cobham youth game in the evening. 3rd visit to Horely this year and on Saturday it will probably be four. Anyway I got changed with my own socks again cause the grey ones have gone. I put my gloves down with the bag of balls and cones and went for a jog and then the sprinklers came on. Soaking my gloves completely and as I ran to the rescue of my gloves I got soaked. So I went to warm up in a safe place where I wouldn't get showered and inevitable the sprinklers came on there too. Just to make matters even worse my goal mouth was completely soaked and there was loads of standing water. I was not happy. The warm up went fine and we drew 1-1 with Horley. A fair result but they did get a late goal so it was a bitter pill to swollow. Horely is my favorite ground by far. Sausage and chips after the game. A bit of vinegar and you can't go wrong. All that was missing was mustard but beggars can't be choosers. I was so high after the game that I couldn't sleep so I just sat on msn discussing things. I had a bad back and hip again but it was all good in the morning.

Tuesday started in exacly the same way with my oats and more raisin and glass of sainsbury's own orange juice. It was more football manager and revision until I went to the first team game. I was outside till 7 cause Shane told me 6 30. I then shared out my segmants of terry's chocolate orange. Steve had 2 bits and Ken had 3! There was none left for Emily or the amazing Scott who will get £3 if he comes down Cobham tonight. In the end the first team lost 2-0. Shane hit the bar with a amazing shot and the dominated sceond half. I got home and Max and Lou Lou were staying over. We tried to make the PS3 work and failed and then tried to get the wii working and failed. We watched epic movie which they thought was shit and then we retired to the bedroom for a nice long chat.

JD

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Football manager 09 - Woking

2009-04-06T04:47:00.000-07:00

As I am preparing to hand in my CV to Woking for the third time I thought it best to catch up on my FM09 skills. I remembered why I stopped because we had such terrible injury crisis and we were about to play 2nd in the table. I lined up with my favorite 4-1-3-2 formation but with Right winger Chris Palmer wildly out of postion but I had no choice.

Only Tom Hutchinson and Danny Bunce remain from my orginal team. I got to league 2 in my first season. I had 9 first team players out for my game against Port Vale and 6 of those 9 would be in my best 11.

Anyway playing Port Vale we were not favorite to win and went behind early after early pressure. I couldn't change it. The players on the bench wern't fit enough to play and the only changes I could make were defensive so I could only hope to nick a goal. Then Stuart Thurgood got injured again so I was left with having to put Danny Bunce in midfield.

Second half Tim Sills scored a great goal to equalize and we had a real chance of a point against the odds. Centre Mid Jimmy Ryan couldn't last any longer so he had to go off and I was forced into big changes.

To give me any chance I took off Sills and put on Domoraund for the last 10mins and went long ball and agressive. Port Vale played a high line and Domoraund missed two great chances, hitting the post with one of them. The game finished 1-1 but I could have won it in the end.

Just to deepen my injury problem Stuart Thurgood broke his leg in the Port Vale game and is out for 5-6 months. As far as the league table goes I am doing pretty well. 18th and not much danger of relegation. Next season I aiming for top half.

Next game I lost 2-0 away at Barnet. We didn't have a shot on target and played badly. I've spent the budget and players aren't on the way back for another 2 months. The only positive was Matt Pattison's return. I am so desperate for players I am going to have to recall Lummers from Hayes and Yeading.

05/04/09 - Sunday

2009-04-05T11:54:00.001-07:00

Today is dedicated to Emily who is getting sun burnt in America. Also to the wonderful Allana Bananna :D. The star of the blog today is Shane.

Well I crawled out of bed this morning and set about making some toast. All we had was granary bread and a baguette so using my initiative and cut the baguette length ways and toasted it with some marmalade and butter. Wouldn't be complete without a glass of sainsbury's own Orange Juice. Then I had a life changing choice to make. Watch the Andrew Marr show or the F1 race. It goes without saying I chose to watch the F1 and I think good decision. It wasn't to boring and it was raining which made it better but then it was red flagged cause it rained to hard. That is crazy! They are paid to put there lives in danger so why not do it. They should have done last car standing as the winner.

After the F1 I walked up to Shane's house and we watched the last twenty minutes of Cardiff against Swansea and it was a pretty good match. I was sitting there with the dog sniffing my bollocks as usual and then Swansea scored a screamer. Then they got a penalty and scored and we walked down to loop road to watch meadow. We discussed all sorts and timing was pretty perfect. Half an hour before kick off so enough time for a kick around. Meadow were playing Onslow/ St Francis so it was always going to be an easy win. Cougars took them to extra time so meadow weren't exactly going to struggle. Ollie B and Fullbrook were there. Meadow scored two early goals and were cruising until they scored. I missed the goal cause I was busy being dazzled by Rideouts unbelievable goalkeeping talent. I remember them scoring again straight away from Meadows kick off from about 40 yards. Jake Ayres I'm fairly sure you weren't happy with that. Once again I was amazed by Cheesy again. He is like a bullet. A BULLET! He looks faster as well with the hair fly backwards making him more aero-dynamic. At half time it was 2-2. The other team had a right porker up front. He was about as mobile as a beached whale and had as much prowess as a cat going through a cap flap that's to small for it. Anyway you get the picture. Eventually Meadow scored but then the other team scored again and it finished 3-3. They drew 3-3 with a team cougars only lost to in extra time. We also conceded two less goals and with a back four which couldn't clear a fogged up windscreen never mind a moving football.

After the match the fun started. We practised getting lobbed and then Whitby, against all the odds majestically, magnificently and every other superlative beginning with M curled the ball in off the post into the top corner but better was still to come. Standing about 30 yards from the goal and directly in line with the goal a curled the ball in between the posts. This sparked wild celebration. Next the amazing Tracey picked us up and as we were on our way home I got Shane's wallet and cards out my bag. Cause my bag is a bit muddy the wallet may have got a bit dirty. Shane decided the best method of cleaning would be hang it out the window of the car so the dirt would fly off. I am fairly sure that even the dumbest reader can predict what happened next. The wallet flew out of his hand and bouncing on the side of the road. To make matters even better the wallet landed next to a dead rat. I got in and did nothing until I was listening to Sky Sports News to find Man U losing to villa switched on five live in excitement cause my parents are stingy so we don't have proper sky. Anyway I found that after each commentary orgasm there was a goal and unfortunately the one in the 90th minute pissed me off. Stinky top four. I hate all the top four and there glory hunting fans. I think my favorite top four team is Arsenal though at least they play nice football and I like Alumina. I am not even going to get started on Chelsea or Man UTD. At least Liverpool has one or two real fans.

That was that really. I have learn't how to put a poll on the blog now and a youtube video box. Also there is quote of the day and on this day in history

JD

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04/04/09

2009-04-04T13:29:00.000-07:00

Today is dedicated to liam marum who's name doesn't deserve capital letters who scored Wokings 88th minute winner against Barrow. Also Max Suter. Finally to Grace who kept me entertained for hours last night.

Firstly there is two bits breaking news. Scott Crowley is now off his crutches and celebrated by watching QPR draw 0-0 with Cyrstal Palace in a shit game. Second breaking news is the Kenya lot landed in Nirobi at about 6 o clock this evening.

Saturday morning I crawled out of bed embracing the weekend. I quickly went down stairs and made myself a cup of tea and a bowl of my favorite cereal oats and more. The morning flew by and I achieved nothing. It was about 12 and I was half way up the loft ladder putting the sheets and stuff back up there from Monday when I turned my phone on and nearly feel down when the text noise came on. I composed myself and continued up the ladder but nearly feel down again when I read the text. Ben asked if I wanted to go down and warm up with the first team and I was delighted. I dropped all the sheets and ran downstairs to show my mum the text. I quickly got my stuff and header for Cobham. We played well against a team who are paid £200 a week but they were no better. Shane and Dan were better than any of the players. In the end we lost 2-0. Then Hicksey delieved the news. Liam Marum scored in the 88th minute for Woking. I nearly hit my head in the dugout celebrating. We even held on for victory. Could we acctully stay up?

I stayed at the club till half 7 and it was quite fun. I will make sure I get a notepad Mark so I can remember everything properly.

Nothing else intresting happened really.

JD

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Tuesday - Friday

2009-04-03T08:00:00.000-07:00

Today's blog is dedicated to the Kenya lot. Please bring back some good footballing Kenyans for Woking and the Cobham Youth team who blew away East Grinstead on Thursday.

Firstly I can't remember much about the school day until my fun filled one hour detention with Scrivener. We discussed the pros and cons of blogging, listened to The Kooks' original album (chiefly the seaside song) and all this while writing out the code of conduct. We also discussed Nick Hughes and Shane Rideout who he was very complementary about. Then to ensure I wouldn't half to go to two hours of dribble I didn't tell my mum or dad about the D of E presentation until half way to Cobham training and a good thing to cause it was a superb session. On the pitch again and the future Woking manager took it and it was good. On the subject of Woking after a 1-5 loss they have sacked Phil Gilchrist. I am furious about it to however there maybe a silver lining. Maybe the club might see sense and appoint me this time. The club will receive my CV very shortly. Nothing major happened on Wednesday other than our final dance in P.E. If I am honest it could have gone better and we did have injury problems cause Emily had a really bad back and Josh was away. C band were doing JFO.

Thursday was our turn to do JFO and I had a ball. It was a superb day. Langy, Max and I were managing Pyrford A. We got off to a great start winning 6-0 and 2-0 however in the biggest game agianst Thurgys team we lost :(. I couldn't believe it. We picked ourselves up and beat Sythwood 3-1. The 3 of us decided to then give awards to the players. Player of the day went to Ed. Best goal to holly and best attitude to William. The whole team were superb and I enjoyed every minute. I have also decided I want to manage or coach a little kids team on a Sunday. Then I had a Clarky lesson with Clarky back on top form.

Then for Cobham and we were playing title favorite East Grinstead away. It is a lovely little ground but miles away. We warmed up in a lovely sunset and I found out I was playing. Determined not to play shit I relaxed and just played nice a calmly with game head on. Lewis scored again and then Rideout blasted in a freekick. 2-0 up at half time and cruising. Second half was much of the same and we sealed the match with an outragous Timmy volley to make it 3-0. With not long left Dan or Nick lost there man from a corner and cost me my clean sheet and the game was alive again until Johno turned and crashed the ball home. Despite not having many saves to make I was delighted with the way I played and my decisions were a million times better than they have been all year and my kicking was good. Very, very good Thursday. The only blot on a super Thursday was no pasta in the bar. Just sandwiches.

Friday passed effortlessly. Good week

JD

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28/03/09 - 30/03/09

2009-03-30T09:21:00.000-07:00

Well the last few days are dedicated to: Chris again who finished his 23hours cycle marathon (cheeky bastard making it when the clocks go forward)The cougars back 4 who were solid as ... well. Think of the opposite to solid and you have your answer and finally to Lou Lou who scored his first goal and advice.

Firstly Saturday started bright and early with a visit to Chris at Winston gym. I got there at about 10 30 and he was already struggling. Not with the bike but with the boredom. After just half an hour I think it dawned on him the huge task ahead of him. I went home and then set off for Cobham and reserves match. There were about 6 of us in the back of Steve's van and it was quite a uneventful trip until we arrived at East Grinstead and the speed bumps. Well I was at the back of the van just leaning against the door when wham! I was sent nearly 3 foot into the air (I am not exaggerating either) and then came down with a thump. I was inches from hitting my head on the roof and Timmy was pissing himself. The game itself we lost 4-2 after being 2-1 but they were a good side and we played well. George at centre back was actually very, very good (although it pains me to say) and Lewis scored again! For the second game in a row! He is cooking on calor gas at the moment. Obviously I was going to leave out my quite large error for the first goal but I decided it should go in. Then a high ball came in which I punch and my leading knee hit Adam, who had his back to me, between the legs and his trialing foot, while jumping to try and head the ball, hit me in the bollocks! They then shot and I saved it while cupping my balls. They had a penalty and I was inches from saving it. INCHES! I was so pissed off. The pasta in the bar afterwards cheered me up however in the long van journey back i deeply regretted it. The journey itself was quite fun and we discussed all sorts of things. After I got home I went to go see chris again and stayed from 8 till 10:45. We arrived at 7:30 however all the school was locked and but Chris said one of the gates on unlocked and then we went in the gym through the fire exit. We went on the trampet had a slice of pizza made Chris do THE laugh. I then gave Adam a lift home and after stumbling and nearling falling off my bike we made it however when I got home I discovered I was minus my Ipod touch. Now I had a dliema. It was gona 11. What should I do? I rung Chris to see if it was at the gym. David looked around an no it wasn't there. I rung Adam and I didn't leave it at his. So with my mum furious that I just rushed out at 11:20 with no expalination I went everywhere I had been and nothing. My only hope was that someone would find my number and name in it and call me. Morning broke and although I planned to see Chris I couldn't and it was the cougars game. I has another scan for my Ipod and again nothing. I had given up all hope. It was either lost in a bush, someone found it and kept it or in pieces in the middle of the road. I am not even going to go into the Cougars game but we lost to comets. Enough said. Although Lou Lou scored so that was a positive.

While I was cleaning my room, my dad called me. SOMEONE FOUND ME IPOD!. We rushed round to get it and Ryan Meeks' mum found it. She was walking to the shops and it was on the side the road near Wicks were the mini roundabout is. I was so happy. I gave her a bottle of wine and collected the Ipod. Superb.

School today was highly uneventful although I got my full colours in football in assembly. Nothing happened in the first 3 lessons until Geography. I got the second best in the class for the Geography exam 22! 22 out of I can't remember. I even beat Jack. If it wasn't for James I would have had the best. I was so happy. German finished the day and that was that. School over.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY JOSH FROST-NIVEN

WOKING GAME TONIGHT. LIVE ON SETANTA. COME ON YOU CARDS! GET SOMETHING OUT THE GAME I BEG ON YOU.

JD

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27/03/09

2009-03-27T10:34:00.000-07:00

The record blog dedication holder is getting another one. Chris who is doing his 24hour bike ride in Winston gym tommorow just to go on holiday to Kenya. Seriously though give him money.

On the subject of Kenya, it was half mufti today to raise money for Kenya. Going in school from the waist down in whatever because full mufti is 'bad for behaviour.' This actually suited me because after losing my trousers on Tuesday I was a bit short of below waist clothing and I won't say what I did where. I had no trousers of my own at all. I ripped my other pair at lunch football two weeks ago and lost my other one ages ago and I thought I might make it to the end of my school life with my one pair of trousers however it was not to be.

Form was eventful. Adam lost our leadership sheet so we quickly did another one in E12 to find that we were just going to get a talk. I was not amused. We started off with option P.E. and there was a big event and this event happened while Miss Merral wasn't there because she came in late. Just use your imagination. Second was maths I walked and under the influence of half mufti which remember is 'bad for behaviour' but not as bad as full mufti I accidental uttered a bad word. I apologised sincerely but under the influence of mufti it was hardly my fault was it? Then something infuriated me in maths. Then Miss didn't want to speak to me to the whole class and in my usual way of not thinking before speaking I said do you want to go in the cupboard. I learnt my lesson after that to always think before I speak. Next was leadership and we had a big talk about the kick start next week. Sir read out our groups and typically it had to me my name with the typo. Dab W.:( Fourth thing was ICT and my ipod was listened to and that was that. The short journey to Clarky. Clarky was in a mixed mood. We watched a dragons den things and Luke blowing a golf ball sized snot out his nose which delayed things by about 10mins due to the laughing and general commotion. Me and Charlotte made a connection. A heart felt one. We got into groups and it was me the hairy one, the small one and the loud one. Obviously I wanted to go with the wonderful Grace whose red things were very lovely but Charlotte was a wonderful substitute. Then I had my Clark lesson and he was really on tip top form. He was cooking on something but it wern't Calor gas. Something far better than that, although I never knew such thing exsisted. Chef Clarky gave me some coursework help and that was that.

Now for tonight. I am not going to follow everyone else and get crammed into Bisley pavillion to watch a group that I went into the lunch hall to listen to and walked out again holding my ears. Maybe I just came in at a bad time but I am certainly not paying £6 to watch them. I dont even have £6 to spend never mind waste.

JD

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24/03/09 - 26/03/09

2009-03-27T06:01:00.000-07:00

Today is dedicated to Mark aka Usian Bolt, ICT and Science buddies Allana and Max. Finally to poor Scott who is injured :(

I have four days to catch up on. Firstly Tuesday morning was a good morning. I had made my sandwiches the night before so I didn't have to worry about that. I had my breakfast as normal , oats and more rasin flavour, and set about the daily search for my tie. School started with Clarky and English and we wrote a letter to the prime minister about global warming. We sat in science as all my creative juices flow. I hate working about global warming because is a load of rubbish if you ask me but I soldiered on. Maths was reasonable and school pasted quickly without incident. Then we had our district cup semi final against Gordons. We were Arsenaling the ball around and we won 8-2 in the end. Lou Lou nearly scored twice! Next I had Cobham training and hardly anyone came because everyone had matches so that wasn't that great. Wednesday started off amazingly with German. Fantastic! However next was the highlight of the week. Dance in P.E. and it was dress rehearsal. We added to the routine and in my slim jeans, domo t-shirt and plimpsoles I was looking not just sharp but razor sharp. Next week is the real thing and I am looking foward to it.

Then it was volleyball in P.E. Double P.E. really is superb. Afternoon again passed eventlessly. Thursday was pretty poor and school passed with drama but took forever. Then it was coursework and off to watch the first team with the Rideouts and Leechy. At the ground we tested the burgers and they wern't particulaly nice. In fact boardering on disgusting. I then had three cups of tea which were acctully nice. In the end the first team lost 4-1. Now it was an adventure on the way back. We discussed our favorite film and childrens program (For me Thomas the Tank and Dodgeball)I was then grilled about the prom and other stuff and then I got home and went to my lovely confortable bed.

JD

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23/03/09

2009-03-23T13:16:00.000-07:00

Today is dedicated to Alex the Geography buddy and Chobham league winner in rugby. Also to the worlds greatest utility player Adam.

Well it was Monday morning which means assembly and no form. That means getting to school extra early so I don't have to sit on the late table and getting into school early has knock on effects. It means getting up that bit earlier which means I am extra grumpy and I have less time for my morning bath and less time to flap around looking for my tie and books for school. It also means a rushed breakfast at 10 to 8. Today all that was in the cupboard was Malties. Now that is tescos own brand of Shreddies. Well I was unimpressed. I had to use so much sugar to disguise the awful taste that I felt sick.

Assembly itself passed quickly and it was about forgiveness and so on. First period was DiDA. Miss has got her new Honda Civic and although I have yet to see she says it is superb. Alloy wheels and stuff like that. I also felt that I should be responsible for reminding all the glory hunters in the class about the weekends football however I was quickly greeted by third bottom and 3-0. Second was Science with Mr Gay. Then it was Clarkys English lesson. Again he didn't fail to disappoint today. Although poetry isn't something that I would normally enthuse about with man himself I am enthusing. He told about an incident about when he invited his friend round for tea when he was 8 and his dad chucked his friend out because he was coloured and that he called his dad a cad. His dad chased him round the house. We also had a discussion about 'rashism'.

A minor miracle happened at lunch. I remember my sandwiches. It was a new type today. Lettuce, cheese and tomato. It was nice just to eat something for lunch however the bits of tomato and cheese kept falling out so it was no good. On a brighter note Adam gave a bag of Chilli and Chocolate crisps. O it was delightful. My new favorite flavor of these new crisps just ahead of duck and horisen.

Science with Mr Anslow is always funny for unfunny reasons. We are just sitting there laughing so much we are nearly crying. Last thing was Mr Davis and Geography. Now we had our problem solving test and for a test it was actually quite good and I did well, i think. Now I am no Colombo and quite a bit gets past me but I did notice some friction between one or two people in the class.

I get home with a plan. Must do coursework and specifically English story. Obviously I got off topic and started eating my cheesecake which I made to much of yesterday. Then for an unknown reason I thought lets make some toast but we only had granary bread. Now that's always the side of a bad day have just granary bread left. Mum gets home so I thought I better set about doing some coursework. I successfully complete my story and I think to myself I need to give away some of my prized cheesecake cause there is no more fridge space after my mum went shopping so I went to the Rideout's to give it to them cause Shane wanted some. Even this turned into a mini drama. I couldn't remember which house it was exactly but I was still fairly sure which one it was and it went and knocked with Cheesecake in hand. Someone answered the door and I though to myself. Kelly or Tracy don't have a beard or are men. Shane's hair isn't that long yet and It doesn't look like Mark. So I asked him were to go for the Rideout's and he mumbled something and I went. I got the right house second time round and went home.

Thats that

JD

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21/03/09 - 22/03/09

2009-03-22T12:47:00.000-07:00

Today is dedicated to Hicksy for the song, Helen who will see the edge is well and truely back and Max. YES YOU TOOK YOUR GOAL KICKS.

Well Saturday mornings started like most. Waking up and then I can't get out of bed. Then you are agonising weather to stay comfortable or make a break for it and get up. Eventually I made a break for it and set about making some toast. Marmite and Jam. (Not on the same slice mind) Nothing burned or broke so it was a successful toast making session. I arranged to get picked up by THE Rousell to watch the first team and he came and took me in the purple turtle.

We discussed the more annoying things in life such as when you eat a pizza a strip of cheese flops on to your chin and burns it. That hurts. I was also pissed off to see a horse in the road. Why can't they get there walk in a field instead of roads. It's not that I am allergic to them and generally don't like animals. They hold everything up. You have to be quiet. AND worst of all leave mountainous shit all over the road. Cars can't drive round a horses field so why are horses allowed on roads. Also these horse people travel in groups so you get grouped mountainous poo and extra blocking like sever cholesterol. Well we got to the game and we were greeted by a delightfully horrible woman on the gate barking at me and everyone else.

The game itself was lost 4-1 but they played ok. The day was brightened up by Chelsea and Man U losing. Also looking at Kelly's action shots and Jurgen making lots of good saves. Always good to see. On a darker note I was quite cold cause my thin jumper wasn't doing a particularly good job and Kelly had my coat. I went back home in the purple Turtle and I was expecting a quiet evening and night. No. I went out and it was quite funny. Actually very funny other than tree roots and other stuff.

Sunday and mothers day. One of my least favorite days of the year. Anyway I gave mum a card and presents and went of for some keeper training cause I am determined never to play shit again. Anyway it was great and I was cooking on Calor Gas. CALOR GAS. Got home shattered, Thirsty and having to make a cheesecake for mum. My cheesecakes are legendary and that's no exaggeration. I did it all on my own so obviously there were one or two hick ups such as making the base wrong and getting my quantities a bit wrong so unfortunately I have a weeks worth of lemon with a hint of orange cheesecake in my fridge so if anyone wants some you can have some. Then I set about cooking dinner. No drama and that was that.

JD

End of post

20/03/09

2009-03-20T15:30:00.000-07:00

Today is for anyone who had the balls to go on stage at Winstons got talent. Especially Tidy and Wellman. Wellman for the amazing miming. Finally to Akeel.

Firstly I am cross. I lost my P.E. kit. It had my boots, gloves, shorts and think coat in. I am not happy. I'm sure I left it in form cause in first lesson I went to pick it up and thought oh were is my P.E. kit, must of left it in form. First lesson was P.E. we had an exam. Blitzed by me obviously. Second was science with Mr Anslow. Third was DiDA. My computer was broken again so again I wasn't in my natural seat. I decided instead of being on my own to sit next to Langy. We watched the champions league draw which was very intresting in the end. Fourth was Maths and Miss Rapeley wasn't there so we had someone else and did a test. Last was German. Again I forgot my sandwiches which makes it every single say this week I have gone without lunch. Very bad times indeed.

I was late for school training cause I lost my P.E kit and looked everywhere for it. I got up there in uniform and Brownie was not ammused. He was already cross cause the golfers were on the football pitch so we had a little strip of grass on the side and he got even crosser. I went home and got ready for Winston's Got Talent. I wasn't sure weather it would be £2 well spent and considered staying to do some coursework but in the end I went. Very good decision too. It was well worth my while and my £2. Everyone was good but my favorite had to be the dance. Every song was on my ipod and it was great. I also couldn't believe how many good singers there were. It was amazing. In the end the judges (Mr Calender, Mr Ganoo and Mrs Harris) voted for Sarah Jane (I think) I never heard of her but she was good. It is so hard to write your own song but to make it good is even harder. A few people wrote there own songs and were all great. A special mention has to go to Tidy and Wellman who were superb and made it a really good evening.

After I went to the Lye the wonderful, wonderful, wonderful Akeel bought me chips and eventually I got bored and went home.

Thats that.

JD

End of post.

19/03/09

2009-03-19T08:41:00.000-07:00

Today is dedicated to Tom Stratful. Even though I was dog muck he didn't shout at me. Also to Chris.

Firstly This is the message that the Maroochydore High School Queensland , staff voted unanimously to record on their school telephone answering machine. This is the actual answering machine message for the school. This came about because they implemented a policy requiring students and parents to be responsible for their children's absences and missing homework. The school and teachers are being sued by parents who want their children's failing grades changed to passing grades - even though those children were absent 15-30 times during the semester and did not complete enough school work to pass their classes.

The outgoing message:

Hello! You have reached the automated answering service of your school.
In order to assist you in connecting to the right staff member, please listen
to all the options before making a selection:
· To lie about why your child is absent - Press 1
· To make excuses for why your child did not do his work - Press 2
· To complain about what we do - Press 3
· To swear at staff members - Press 4
· To ask why you didn't get information that was already enclosed in your
newsletter and several flyers mailed to you - Press 5
· If you want us to raise your child - Press 6
· If you want to reach out and touch, slap or hit someone - Press 7
· To request another teacher, for the third time this year - Press 8
· To complain about bus transportation - Press 9
· To complain about school lunches - Press 0

If you realize this is the real world and your child must be Accountable
and responsible for his/her own behaviour,class work, homework and that it's
not the teachers' fault for your child's lack of effort:
Hang up and have a nice day!
If you want this in another language, move to a country that speaks it.

Quite harsh but it made me laugh. It's actually true

Now for my day. We had leadership first and me and Adam had our lesson plan ready as it was our turn. We got to lesson to find out that Mr Emerson and Odjie were at girls football so we did matches. Obviously with me playing holding midfield our team we undefeated. Second was DiDA. The computer at my normal seat was broken so I had to move and I was on my own. Third was R.E. The class was basically empty because everyone was doing english coursework so we watched saving private ryan and had a very private conversation about routines and timetables.

Lunch was again annoying because again I forgot my sandwiches. I had to make do with one Duck and Horisen flavor crisp which was actually nice. I shall vote for that one.

Fourth lesson was P.E. in the gym. It's so hot in there but basketball is fun. Although I am the most ungifted basketball player I think I make up for it in running around. My team scored 2 points this week which is better than last week. The sport basketball is so frustrating. You can't tackle without fouling and the rules are confusing. I'm defiantly not doing it as one of my four sports.

Fifth was science with Mr Anslow. We made a poster and Emily pushed me off my stool by accident and I hurt my ankle. Bitch :P :D. I'm Joking.

As a write the girls team are winning 1-0 and I don't know who scored. They better win cause I want to go to Man City. Good Luck

JD

End of post

18/03/09 - Its back

2009-03-18T08:36:00.000-07:00

LIKE A PHOENIX THE BLOG RISES FROM THE ASHES

EDIT: SCOTT CROWLY I LOVE YOU. FIRST J2O AND NOW CHIPS. :D

I'm allowed my blog back.

Today is dedicated to 14. The wonderful JackO. Secondly Geena gets the freedom of the blog. Thirdly thanks to everyone on facebook who told me to get it back.

I woke up and it was one of those days were you just can't get out of bed. I was laying there until 7-50 and thought I better get up. Had a quick shower and it was off to school. Again I forgot my sandwiches so would have to go hungry.

First lesson was German. I got my coursework mark and though hmmmmmm i am doing quite well at German. Straigh Bs and nearly an A in all my courseworks and I feel quite confident speaking it. Second was the highlight of the day by far. Dance in P.E. Our little rountine is coming together well now. We got lifts in it and all sorts now. It is superb. The star of the group had to be Damien. He was so enthusiastic about everything. Next week is dress rehearsal so the combed back hair and slim jeans are coming out. Third was Geography. I had the lesson dedicated to me again so Mr Davis this line is dedicated to you.

Now fouth was Science with Mr Gay. He nice today and I am not just saying it.

Fifth was English with Clarky but he wasn't in! We were in the LRC. Nothing intresting happened. We just did work and went home.

COB-HAM match later. Come on. 3 PONITS PLEASE.

JD

End of post

The last ever blog post. Thanks for reading.

2009-03-16T09:59:00.001-07:00

14/03/09

2009-03-15T03:37:00.000-07:00

Today is dedicated to all the wonderful characters of Knaphill.

Well the couldn't have been any more perfect. 1 win. 1 draw against Wrexham. Ipod back and St Johns.

I started the day in a good mood. Toast and Marmite for breakfast always signals a good day. I then set about tidying my room and my mum gave me my ipod back. Then Dan gave me a lift to the game. Well it was superb. They him and Hicksy showed me all this new music and the little ford KA was bouncing. Well I got there and the game was really good. Cobham drove at them with there 4-5-1/4-3-3 with Hegars and Cheesy on either side. In the end we won 3-0 with Cheesy, god and Lukey Taylor scored. I was looking after little Owen McKendrick and I am very inexperienced at looking after children and it sort of showed. I took him to the toilet and the basin things were to tall so he had to go in the toilet itself. Then he couldn't put his trousers up and I didn't know what to do. I got them sort of half way up and carried him back were Kelly sorted him out. Then we played with big rocks and made a cake. It was quite fun actually.

On the way home Dan showed me my new favorite song. Seaside by the Kooks. Its now overtaken Jason Mraz as my favorite song. I was so happy and I got jellie babies.

Then I went to the lye in my superfly clothes and tbh although not many other people were having fun I had a good time. I was just pleased to be out.

I was discussing accents today and I thought to myself. Hmmmm what is my favorite accent. By far it has got to be souse. The worst accent is that Oxford or Cambridge uni accent. That really deep posh voice. Even though we don't sound that posh whenever I go up north I feel so posh and try not to speak. Whenever I open my mouth I get that murderous look from all these Yorkshire men.

Well it was a good day

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13/03/09

2009-03-13T14:07:00.000-07:00

Today is dedicated to THE psr coach. Cobham's leader and Chelsea under 10s manager. Future Woking boss Ben Knight. Also dedicated to Mrs Higgins who coursework I spent all day doing.

I will start with the new facebook. Again they have made some useful changes and others that ruin it. They have smartened up the profiles but they have ruined the homepage. It was good how it was with 3 or 4 status changes and other stuff that's been going on. I don't want to know everyones status changing and when someone is watching skins on 40D or when is post office is going to open. It all confusing again and there really was no need for change.

My day was pretty much the same as yesterday. A mix of coursework and one of the many wonders of the Internet that fill times of boredom. Again I met Max, Lou lou and Josh and Langys house and again we played pool but today I was on top form. Ronnie O'Sullivan eat your heart out it was Ronnie O'Whitby hitting all sorts of outrageous shots. We also booked our prom thing.

Now the highlight of the day was the highlight of the Month and will probably be the highlight of the year. When Josh sends me the pictures I will put them on the blog but in the meantime I will describe the action. Basically we had a game of doubles in Pool. Me and Max against Louis and Langy. One person from the losing team would have to wear Langys borat mankini and walk all the way to the golf course; run on the golf course and then hit a tennis ball up the fairway. Lou Lou and Langy were winning when, joy of joys, Lou lou potted the black so it was either Langy or Louis in the mankini. Strangely the mankini went 'missing' but when we said he had to wear his sisters bra and nickers the mankini conveniently appeared again. In the end Langy put it on and we head for the golf course. When he chucked the ball onto the tennis ball onto the fairway there were to old people walking just in front of them. Langy sprinted on the course and swung and missed and swung again and took a huge chunk out of the course and the ball went flying up the fairway. The plan was to go get it but Langy ran off back down the road as hook heath stopped to admire Langy in a mankini.

We ordered pizza had a drink and I watched the first part of comic relief before cylcing home in the pitch black.

End of post

Gareth Jellyman throws a wobberly.

2009-03-13T02:39:00.001-07:00

12/03/09

2009-03-12T14:09:00.000-07:00

Today is dedicated to the whole Cobham Youth team and everyone who came and watched. To Scott Crowley cause he is the 'ultimate legend and running man' and to Kath. I didn't do myself many favours today.

Inset day today and it was wonderful. Chance to catch up on some coursework and try and sort out my football manager 2009 squad so I we can consolidate in League 2. Away form is good. We are hard to beat but don't score many and at home we overrun teams. Sometimes. I spent the morning still high on the success of Cobham last night and how we have a chance of doing something really good for the club. League and cup double.

I went to Langy's house and played a bit of pool with josh, langy, matt, lou lou and max. I am not the most gifted and rapidly wracked up a large debt. I also wasn't doing myself favours with my running commentary.In particular when I said 'this is a tight one' and 'this is hard'. In the end I had to try and cut my loses and with £25 on the line it was X5 or quits. I didn't have the run of the balls and my dog allergies were also a factor. In the end I fought my way to victory and that was that. No more pool.

Now for referees and linesman. Now I appreciate that without them there would be no game and that they are there to enforce rules made for the enjoyment of everyone but they are paid to do a job that most refs just can't seem to do properly. Yesterday that red could have cost us the match when Chris got hammered. He lost control of the game and was booking people left, right and centre. It's about time that the refs assessor at the games mark them and depending on the mark is how much the ref gets paid. Everyone is human but its not errors that they make they just want to get involved and be part of the game. Whether is boredom or not I don't know.

Well that's, that. Another inset day tomorrow. Nothing to do. Probably do coursework

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11/03/09

2009-03-12T03:14:00.000-07:00

Today can only be dedicated to 5 people. They have all had dedication before but this time they can have a whole blog for them. The freedom of the blog. Chris Rousell. The worldy save in extra time while it was 1-1. Unbelievable. I was on the pitch. Dan Rousell for 3 goal saving tackles and leading us all the way to the final. Cheesy for the amazing balls to go round the keeper and calmly put it away. Hegars for putting his head in were it could get hurt and also I am sorry for not being very helpful as physio and get well soon. Finally to god. Last minute winner. I have never been so mad at a match. I injured my wrist more jumping on Micheal Connell and was tempted to go run to Roy (lino) and say how do you like that. Then when we were all in the technical area Roy: I no you are excited but please get back, this is the last time. Ken: EXCITED! EXCITED! I AM HAVING A FUCKING ORGASM!!!

Well school can take a back seat. Horley were spamming all over the Cobham forum about breaking legs. The fact is they were out played, out fought and deservedly beaten. I wasn't even depressed that I wasn't playing.

The game itself was more gripping then end to end stuff and it wasn't ever going to be beautiful football on the pitch. We had a 5 minute spell at the end of the first half of corner after corner after corner and each one either superbly saved or cleared off the line. Second half and only goal saving tackles by Dan kept us in it.

Now for Roy. Why can't these linesmen get on with the game instead of getting involved. I knew him already because he managed my team at u14s and 15s. He would only let one person stand in the technical area when surely you are allowed as many people in the technical area aren't you? He kept going on and on and always had to get involved in the game by telling players move back move forward and stuff. Then I walked on the pitch to give water when he went mad at me for being on the pitch. He said I should no better when excuse me. Why should I no better. I am 15 and I don't know what I am and am not allowed to do. Then he reported us all to the ref so when he said again only one stand up in the technical area I thought well I will sit down in it then. So I sat right on the line just to piss him off. They then scored one of the most farcical goals I have ever seen and I am not just saying that and he comes up with so much rubbish that made my blood boil. Absolute tosh which I can't even remember.

I had never been so involved in a game I wasn't playing in. When Cheesy scored at the begining of extra time I had never been so nervous. Praying for us to hold on. I don't think I sat down once in extra time. Thankfully the dugouts were quite big and I made myself a little corner of space. I am not going to go into there goal. Absolute disgraceful officiating. Then with the game going into penalties. Up steps Shane Rideout. Ran onto a through ball from George and finished. I have never seen Ken move so fast! He rushed out jumping up and down fist pumping. The rest of us just going mad. That was that the winnning goal and now we are through to the final.

Just to top off a good night Arsenal won on Pens which I got up to the bar to catch just in time and all english clubs are through in europe. Finally sausage and chips instead of sandwiches. I can get used to that. I took some for the ride a made the long journey home.

Thats that.

COB-HAM

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09/03/09 - 10/03/09

2009-03-10T12:35:00.000-07:00

The last 2 days are dedicated to Lou Lou and Max.

Firstly I can't remember much about yesterday other than my two new things for my bun. It was Chicken with chili, Turkey ham, normal ham, lettuce and tomatoes. Also we had Cobham training on the pitch. Rob came down to do training and once again my lack of talent as an outfielder showed up with a number of quite shocking errors. Then I went in goal with Chris and achieved to aggravate my shoulder and Dan's shot fractured my wrist. I am not even going to go there now. Also I ripped my trousers wide open at lunch football and spent the whole of Geography trying to sit down and not getting up to get my coursework. I ask myself why do these things happen to me.

As for today English was first and Clarky was in a good mood! Its amazing how quickly English goes when he is in one of his good moods. Nothing happened in Maths other than we got a password for this learning thing. Are the trying to shoot themselves in the foot? There is no need for a password to some revisino resources deep in the Winston website. People from other schools arn't exacly going to trawl through the Winston website looking for revision things and even so, DOES IT MATTER? No it doesn't. To be fair though the revision stuff does look quite good. Then it was science with Mr Gay who once again was on top form. It really is now not funny anymore. People are storming out and slamming doors. Once again today I was moved but this time it wasn't for doing anything wrong it was to stop me doing anything wrong and to save me detention. He then asked for my daybook just in case and I said no. I am not moving and your not having my daybook. In the end I moved and didn't give him my daybook but the less tolerant people of the class just storm out and I really don't blame them. He then gave people detention for not having there daybooks out and said the headteacher told him to do that. Then Max responded with 'Mrs Rapely didn't give us detention in fact in 5 years 5 YEARS I havn't had detention for not having my daybook out. This is stupid. 5 YEARS! You have been here 2 weeks.' Unsurprisingly he was greeted by Mr Gay with 'outside now!' The Mr Gay highlight of the day was him telling Kerry to go outside to lose her bad language and she went out and straight back in saying its gone.'

I forgot my lunch today so I was left to scrounge a twix from Langy. German and Geography in the afternoon. On paper not the best and German lived up to its billing but it was really useful as I acctully needed to sort out my future tense but considering it was coursework preperation it wasn't to bad. Now I am starting to enjoy Geography at the moment. I don't know what it is and the work today wasn't something I would say is superb but I passed quickly I am enjoying it. Then we played the blind school in the afternoon. I was injured which I wasn't to pleased about and in the end we won 6-3 and Hegars went in goal at half time. We played well but we should do better really however we are through to the semis now so thats good.

Thats is that

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CHRIS ROUSELL AND KENYA NEEDS YOU!

2009-03-06T09:47:00.000-08:00

Chris and a few others are going to Kenya to do a really great thing and help Winstons link school with sport and coaching. They are going out for a week in April sometime but. THEY NEED MONEY TO GO!

From Chris himself: I'm going to the Bishop Ngaala School in Kenya to do some charity work at the start of April and still need to raise £400 to fund my charitable expedition!

This is merely to publicise my crazy fortnight of stunts that hopefully will be occuring at college, cobham fc and/or the peacocks centre in Woking.

Stunts will/may include:
Leg waxing
2 day starve
2 day silence
24 hour exercise bike marathon!

i'd really appreciate help on this guys!!

if we achieve the £400 total by 14/3/09 I will dye my hair like Mr Blobby: Pink with yellow dots!

Only if we have £400 by the 14th!!

So please help make differance. Its life changing for all going out and the people they are going to help.

£400 BY 20TH MARCH.

End of plea

05/03/09

2009-03-05T12:51:00.000-08:00

Today is dedicated to the cheese and only the cheese. The comeback king. Captain marvel returned for school game against SJB. His goal was unbelievable. Unbelievable.

Anyway formed passed without any drama and was very boring. The only thing that happened was a vote for what we wanted to change. We had a choice between;improved toilets(I would rather shit myself then go in them),more benches, Rules to strict (A stupid one really there never going to change that), changing curriculum and I can't remember the other one. Well the form voted for more benches. Well this is not a rant but why the hell do we need more benches. If the want more benches why don't they ask for rows of benches or better still a bench path. So we go the whole way to lessons and form on benches. It mental.

Started with leadership which is always good. It was just normal this week nothing major happened but still fun. Next week its my turn to do the lesson. R.E. was just superb. Mr Magwa came over and went in pictures with us. We did no work however Emily said to me who wants this sprayed in the mouth. I volenteered not knowing it was some form of deoderant. It was disgusting. A hurled seliver everywhere. I felt so ill but it was still funny. Next was Basketball. It hard work and we have to do it in the gym which gets really boiling. Still basketball is always good fun too. Then science with Mr Anslow and today I nearly fell of my chair laughing. Mr Anslow said and I quote. 'You ladys in the class well like Brian Cox. No Sir Brian Cox. He has this modern sort of hairdoo and always wears tight sweaters.' Pure gold. Anyway our match against SJB was called off and then back on but at SJB. There was no bus drama unfortunatly and we didnt accutlly hit anything this time. We won 5-2 in the end and despite a bit of howler from me I was on a wave. I was wearing the treasured flat cap of Mr Brown cause I forgot my cap. Well I made up for the error sort of and had a ball. Cheesys goal was unbelieveable. Tims was good too.

Cougars training was nice and easy and we prepared for the GPR game. The highlight of today by far was seeing Chris on his Moped. Superb. The only low point was walking home I saw Mr Davis hoping for him to say your new coursework is even better but no. He said I handed in the same one. :(. After all that effort.

End of post

04/03/09

2009-03-04T11:11:00.000-08:00

Today is dedicated to the wonderful Helen and I appreciate the lifts greatly.

Firstly I got to school today and we had form photos. I was particularly delighted as I had two disgusting things on my lips. After that was over I expected form to meander into nothing as it usually does but no. Amazingly, there was a fight. It wasn't handbags either. I was grateful for it as it really spiced up form this morning. Basically from what I saw Dan was playing with a plastic axe. Luke came and took it. Then Luke was shoved onto the table firmly. Then Luke swung. Dan connected in the face. Then BIG Simon came in and started on both of them. Well we all thought the drama was over. BUT NO! On as we walked to German Luke chased Dan to the stairs and shoved him twice hard. Then they both punched each other and spit flow from Luke's mouth. Well after everything Luke had a small cut above his eye and Dan was bleeding from the ear I think. Well it certainly passed the time. I hope round 2 is tomorrow.

Now for school itself. German wasn't to bad and we got through a practise exam fairly easily. I now know I am doing Portuguese as a GCSE and now realise its not going to be as easy as I first thought. Then dance in P.E is always good fun. It could be so shit but the way its done is good and quite fun. Today we added to our already spectacular hand jive. Unfortunately we lack the choreography skills and ended up jumping over each other however we ended up with a reasonable dance which was great fun so that was good. Geography was unbelievable. I got 17 out of 20 in my coursework. AN A! AN A!!! I though Mr Davis was taking the piss and waiting for him to say no you really got 4 but no. 17!!! I enjoyed Geography too. I was in such a good mood. And Sir loved the John Motson video bellow. For lunch there was a change! Not ham, cheese and Lettuce roll today. The ham was replaced with Chicken! It may become a permenant fixture too.

Once again Mr Gay can have his own paragraph. Today he went around hoovering up daybooks again and then when people said what have they done they were sent out. It like musical chairs now. Every minute someone moves or is removed. Then he took my daybook again and said detention. Now for the best bit. He spends 10mins after lesson faffing around with everyones daybook checking goodness knows what and makes me late for next lesson. I get home and he calls my mum saying I missed a detention and am getting an hour! Well its not in my daybook. He didn't even tell me. And he can't keep me for more than 10mins anyway so thats that. I then went to school(not to go see him but to see Mr Davis about my Coursework and lowen behold I see Mr Gay on the way to the staff room. I questioned him about why and he was such an... I will say no more but I am not normally a rude boy and never talk back to teachers but this took all self restraint no to say something today.

Anyway after being late for English because of above Clarky was not ammused in the slightest. He was in a foul mood but English passed hastle free. Anyway I went football after school which was fun but I was in such a furious mood that I was very pissy to begin with and for dinner it was heaven on a plate. I made it myself. Cheese on toast with beans on top. Michelen star quality.

And thats that.

End of post.

Interview with Mark Boylett

2009-03-04T10:57:00.000-08:00

Interview with might Cougars captain Mark.

Whitby: Who do you think holds the key to victory?
Mark: In my opinion I feel that Dan Whitby (I didn't edit it that's what he said) will be the key in any result in favour of cougars. His shot stopping is top class and he holds the key to victory. An on form Whitby and we have a chance. One word sums up his quarter final performance. WOW.

Whitby: How do you think victory in the pre season friendly will affect the game on Sunday?
Mark: The incredible pre season result will be a huge factor in the end result of this game in my opinion. Cougars will have the belief to go on and win again but gpr will want revenge.

Whitby: Prediction?
Mark: I feel the final result will be, after a very close and intense typical Woking derby, 2-1 cougars.

Made me laugh

2009-03-04T07:11:00.001-08:00

03/03/09

2009-03-03T14:20:00.000-08:00

Today is dedicated to Lucinda and Jurgs. Jurgs for pulling off 5 or 6 worldys in the first half of the soaking freezing rain.

Today started with a bit of ICT and the Science with Mr Anslow. He makes me laugh that man. His car still hasn't been fixed but I am pleased to report that his 2 litre cover car is nice but its diesel and he doesn't like diesel. English was in the LRC and I am starting to hate that place. We learn nothing and teachers set us siht work to do and we can't even use computers that are sat in front of us. Mental. Maths with the wonderful Miss Rapeley was joyus as it always is. She shouts at me for talking to people who I used to sit next to and as I said before. Why move me away then?

Science with Mr Gay deserves its own paragraph. He sweeps the tables of daybooks and then notes down hes taken them. All for no reason. We ended up with 14 people left in the class (I counted) out of about 26 because everyone was either sent out or picked up by patrol. I don't see why teachers have to be like that. Just get on with teaching and if you make it intresting and relate it to the students people won't piss around its a simple as that.

Then I went to Sandhurst to watch the first team play and they let me in the dressing room. It was pissing down so hard that the rain hurt my ears and the pitch was already waterlogged before the game started. The ref played till half time and called it off. By this time everyone was cold and soaked through. I don't need to buy skinny jeans cause my jeans are not tight enough.

All in all good day.

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Interview with Adam Thurgood

2009-03-03T07:20:00.000-08:00

No blog yesterday. It was boring. I went to the gym after school and that was it. I interviewed Adam earlier about The upcoming local derby between cougars and GPR.

Whitby: As gpr against cougars is a derby do you think it has the potential to get aggressive?
Adam:i think that off the field it may become aggressive however on the field the takles will fly in at the end of the day who ever wants it the most will be walking out the tunnel in the final at Chertsy Town FC.

Whitby: Who do you think will pose most threat for cougars?
Adam: i think the threat from cougars will come from the face up top and on the wing simon and pendry have good speed and simon can produce a good ball on his day however i think we have a Strong team and good players who will deal with the threats.

Whitby: After Cougars won 3-1 in a friendly earlier in the season will gpr approach the game differently?
Adam: i think gpr have an excellent manager in Mark Niven who has been around in his football career. i can see gpr approaching the game with a more attacking purpose, especially after the recent defeats which have found us bottom of the premiership. however i feel we will have the eager and desire to come back strong after the surprise beating in pre season. It will be down to the players fitness and desire on the day

Whitby: Who do you think is the key to sucess for either side?
Adam: i think a few players will shine on Sunday, however if they don't they may be sitting at home on the day of the final. in goal for cougars is Daniel Whitby an excellent shot stopper with a commanding authority of the box also with his penalty saving record I'm sure gpr will be wanting to get the game done after 80 mins. another key player of cougars is there key in defence as well as there captain, Mark Boylett good in the air and can pick a pass I'm sure cougars will be hoping he is on form. (Whitby: He was shit on sunday) Goldsworth however also have some key players... Brad Bayliss in the heart of the midfield will be pulling the strings of cougars, not afraid to make a tackle as well as an excellent ability to hit a 40 yard pass he could be a key player for goldsworth. furthermore im sure 'Goal'dsorth will be hoping someone turns up with there shooting boots on Sunday, with a poor scoring record this game looks like it could be very close. (Whitby: With our defense you will get plenty of shooting practise)

Whitby: Finally a score prediction please
Adam: As a gpr player i think that we are going to edge it, a more experienced team. cougars have been weakened with the loss of matt coomber and the shaky games being played by mark boylett as well as the return to adam thurgood which may mean goldsworth may be able to move adam charman into a more attacking position where people sense he is more of a threat I predict this game is going to go down to the spot kick where I feel goldsworth have takers with the ability to finish more. 1-1 after extra time 4-2 on penalties
(Note: There is no way way ill lose on penalties)

Well for what its worth as long as Cougars turn up and defend like before in the friendly. We have a great chance and the only problem is creativity however I think the cougars players will be up for it but however this time so will GPR eager for revenge. I can see this going to extra time but no further. At extra time the team who wants it more win.

2009-03-01T12:59:00.000-08:00

01/02/09

2009-03-01T12:04:00.000-08:00

Today is dedicated to the Lovely Tracey and Head boy Andy who has promised to sort out the yearbook and prom price.

I honestly was in shock on Thursday to find a letter on my desk asking for £22.50 for the yearbook. It unbelievable. I am fairly sure I wont get £22.50 worth of yearbook. And according to the letter £22.50 is a discount and if money isn't handed in within a week it goes up even more! Its crazy. Then to make matters worse someone tells me the prom will cost £40. I thought the whole point of all those car boot sales was to raise money for the prom. As if the prom wasn't expensive enough already. Hopefully Andy, the voice of the people, shall sort this rubbish out. ;)

In my life I have seen some bad defending but today really did take the piss. I have never seen such worthless shit ever. I am not going to name names but Mark did one good thing all game and that was a pass and that was after falling over his feet trying to clear their ball and then being out jumped by the striker.

Now before a finish my rant Michael Cornell just messaged me saying he wanted a dedication. Well there you go.

Mark wasn't even the worst on the pitch. Even I can clear the ball without taking 7 or 8 aimless swipes and then the first goal we conceded was so horrendous I'm not even going into it. In the end we only lost 2-1 but do you know what. GPR are going to absolutly paste us. We were so bad defensivly it was unreal.

After football I went to watch the carling cup final at Clandon. Whilst it was gripping it wasn't great but it proved my point that the best keeper in the world is Ben Foster. 3 stunning saves the best of which was the least spectacular. The one that hit his legs but he reacted so quick to stop it going through his legs. And a great penalty save.

Roll on school tommorow.

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28/02/09

2009-02-28T12:06:00.000-08:00

Firstly I got bored of the old template so there is a new one.

Today is dedicated to Hegars who is going to show me some clothes tomorrow. Not any skinny jeans mind. I am never buying skinny jeans. It is also dedicated to Adam who also help save me on Thursday by buying me a Raseberry J2O and I love him.

Saturday morning is hell. Chores, chores and more chores I hate Saturday mornings. I was mean't get to Cobham for 1.00 so I had a few hours to kill. These were filled with aguements over chores as they always are. Eventually I made my way down to Cobham and was 10minutes late. The usual happened when I got there: Ken gives me a slap; I smile and look silly and get a mars bar although today I didn't.

The reserves were playing Chessington and we only had 12 players after being ravaged by injury. The ground was an absolute shit hole. Even by my standads it was a hole. Leechy got injured in the warm up which meant Ruggles at centre back and me in goal. After Thursdays shocker I was a bit nervous so I said to myself we are 10-0 up and I have already made worldy saves. Amazingly it worked and I played quite well. We were backs to the wall most of the game and some of the players are going to have sore arses in the morning after some of those blocks. We made it to half time 0-0 and I was feeling confident. Second half and we were under more pressure as we had the slight slope against us this time and again we were under pressure but everyone worked so hard. Ruggles was a wall. Then they scored. I thought thats that and then with 10 to go we scored the most jammy goal ever. Bobby shot a free kick which hit Indy on the mohawk and looped in. With our first proper shot. Then they came and score two in the last 5 mins and won 3-1 but overall I was pleased with myself. I ate sandwiches and then went home feeling very contented

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27/02/09

2009-02-28T11:51:00.000-08:00

Today is dedicated to George. Although it pains me to say it he was very very good on Thursday and dominated in Midfield. To be fair he did run and run all game and ran the show. My dad also loves him.

Friday is the best day of the week. Yesterday school went quite quickly and I had a good day. English with Clarky wasn't so bad. P.E was ok but it was theory so that's ok. Then leadership. Currently my favorite lesson. We did half the lesson a match and the other half shooting drills in which I was superb. School came and went and then it was football training for school. Although I hate it on a Friday I like it. It sets you up for the weekend and gets you in that football mood. Cheesey did a drill and then we had a game. The cougars defenders are better then what they were and Monty scored. O dear I was embarresed. Then we walked to Langys for our usual Friday pizza and the snooker table was open to use. I showed them with my amazing skills put a touch a side here and planting the ball there. I lost but I dominated. It was one of them smash and grab defeats.

This week has been quite good other than Thursday were I was shit.

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26/02/09

2009-02-27T13:34:00.001-08:00

Today is to My favorite teacher in the world Mr Davis. My second favorite centre back but he was my favorite when I first joined Tom and to Kelly again for saving me from suicide.

Well I was at a new low yesterday thats why its been late at being updated. School was acctully ok and the day went through resonably well. ICT being the highlight and went quickly with usual fun. Then the girls football team blew away the opposition to get through. It was quite a good match acctully.

Now for Cobham. Well in the warm up I was really cooking on Calor Gas. I was flying like a bird. Then in the match I was cooking with British Gas. My kicking went to shit after 5 mins and in the end we lost after pounding Merstrham for most of the game. Pete shocked us before the game saying hes was quiting. I couldn't believe it. I was so pissed off with myself that my pissyness turned to anger and depressedness. If it wasn't for the J2O and Kelly I would have gone mad.

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2009 and that day the 8th May

2009-02-25T12:27:00.000-08:00

Tonight this post is dedicated the most wonderful person. One of the nicest people in the whole world. The wonderful Kelly.

I am going to write this bit about things I have done so far this year. I have acctully achieved a lot. The first seconds of the new year was good and it has set the tone. I have played for the reserves for 20mins which I was delighted about. I have met lots of knew people and got on well with people who I used to dislike very much. I learnt how to use my ps3 properly. I have started to think before I speak onnce in a while. I went to the vyne. I am going to go to town and buy clothes that arn't from debenhams. But most importantly I made DanWhitby's blog :D

On 8th May 2009 the Great Behemoth of all matches is taking place. Greater than the AC VS. Inter rivalary; More intense than the Manchester Derby and more pride at stake than all the london derbys put together. At the unsuspecting Goldsworth Recreation ground. All hell will break lose. GPR will fight against the Might of Cougars. Whitby fears the wrath of Bradley.

Now just for Chris I will do my views on cheating in football. First of all it is led by someone born in the same hospital as my mother. Second of all it fucks me off. Third of all its also led by a morbidlly obese twat called Steve Evans. His blonde highlights make him look like he has spilt curry in his hair.

That is pretty much it.

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25/02/09

2009-02-25T09:11:00.000-08:00

Today is dedicated to somebody graceful. Grace :)

Starting the day with German isn't the best however double P.E. is the bee knees. Two practicals in a row. Not having to get changed after P.E while everyone else is getting changed is a wonderful feeling that's hard to explain.

We had dance in p.e. It was the best P.E lesson in years. We did the hand jive. guns. guns...LASSO, LASSO, LASSO. Ears - Chin - Ears - Chin. Wow it was amazing fun. Then we had one of them face offs with other half of the p.e group.

Then next was volleyball in P.E. Pretty uneventful this week but reasonable fun. Then the last two lessons were in the LRC. I bloody hate that place.

Then the highlight of my week. The lesson with Clarky moved forward a day. He went through my story telling me how shit it was. Then I showed him some videos on youtube about football and he was distinctly unamused. He even made me a lovely cup of tea.

24/02/09

2009-02-25T08:39:00.000-08:00

Today is dedicated to my favorite centre back and PSR Coach. The one and only. Often an Enigma always a rock. Dan Rousell. Makes me look sensible.

Today was the worst day of the week. English, Maths, Science, German and Geography. It started off bad after Clarky was in one of his moods. Maths was anoying. We got new seats again for the 10th time this year and when I turn to talk to the people who I was next to I get shouted at. So why the hell move me? Then science with Mr Gay. I love these New Zeland words that he says like my watch is ruining my jersy. Well your not playing football so your not wearing a jersy. Also heaps and heaps. That another one of my favorite things he says. Well science was the usual mix of strong debate about things and no science work. I had my usual bun with cheese, ham and lettuce for lunch. German and geography in the afternoon. No more needs to be said.

Then later I went down to Cobham to watch the first team play. I got down there and went to the little side pitch were little Luke and Kelly smashing balls at my hands. I went in to the clubhouse and 3 mars bars later the players came out. The usual shocking luck cost Cobham again and they lost 2-0 but did ok in the second half.

Got home and went to bed

23/02/09

2009-02-23T13:18:00.000-08:00

Today the blog is dedicated to the special one. Scotty.

Well what an action packed day today. Got up bright and early to get to school and sit through assembly which was as always full of drama and inspiring (!) DiDA first is always good as its relatively hastle free although I forgot misses mars bar so I will have to go and buy one tomorrow morning. Then we met our new science teacher Mr Gay (That IS his name). He seemed very fun (!) Then English with Clarky, always a pleasure and relatively fun however today was an exception. We went through sheets we've already been through and time sort of stopped. I had my usual bread roll filled with ham, cheese and lettuce for lunch and was as lovely as it always is. I do love my bun. Then the highlight of the day. Science with Mr Anslow. It is such fun and despite Mr Anslow's obvious dislike for me I actually find him quite funny and science always goes quickly. Then the day ended with Geography with Mr Davis. I actually wasn't ripped today so it was ok.

After school I borrowed some cones and went to the field with Max, Hegars and Louis to give Max a lesson. It went reasonably well and max improved in all areas. I worked my way through my little plan composed early in the snoreathon that was first science and he improved.

Then my second highlight of the day. Hegars showed me how to use my ps3 properly and wow. I can go on the internet on the T.V. and watch videos and other things. I even downloaded a game.

All in all it was a very good day and I throughly enjoyed myself.

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100 truths on facebook

2009-02-22T03:42:00.000-08:00

I dont know how to make a facebook one and if someone tells me I will put it on but for now here are The 100 of mine.

1. last beverage= Milk

2. last phone call= my mother

3. last text message= Heggars

4. last song you listened to= X-factor song - hero

5. last time you cried= Funeral

HAVE YOU EVER:

6. dated someone twice= yes in year 2, Nichol Diamond and India

7. been cheated on= don't think so, no

8. kissed someone & regretted it= no

9. lost someone special= Unfortunately yes, we all have

10. been depressed= occasionally. Normally when woking lose or I fuck up in goal. The latter very occasionally ;)

11. been drunk and threw up= no

LIST THREE FAVORITE COLORS:

12. Red

13. white

14. Orange

THIS YEAR HAVE YOU: (2009)

15. Made new friends= yes I have, and I used to dislike these people too.

16. Fallen out of love= i don't understand that but i will put no

17. Laughed until you cried= yes in science

18. Met someone who changed you= yes and it has changed me very much

19. Found out who your true friends were= Sort of

20. Found out someone was talking about you= nope but I am sure people do

21. Kissed anyone on your friend's list= I am not sure

22. How many people on your friends list do you know in real life= all of them

23. How many kids do you want to have= 2

24. Do you have any pets= allergic to fur and I was scared by the death of my fish. :'(

25. Do you want to change your name= No but if I had to I would change it to Raphael

26. What did you do for your last birthday= Had a BBQ

27. What time did you wake up today = 8:30

28. What were you doing at midnight last night = sleeping

29. Name something you CAN NOT wait for= The prom, my birthday, GPR Vs. Cougars and Cobham games.

30. Last time you saw your Mother= putting socks in my room

31. What is one thing you wish you could change about your life?= I wish I could fly OR be less loud and irritable

32. What are you listening to right now = The song with low low low looooow in it.

33. Have you ever talked to a person named Tom= yes

34. What's getting on your nerves right now= quite a lot of things

35. Most visited webpage= Cardsboard

36. Whats your real name = Daniel Menezes Whitby

37. Nicknames= Whitby, Dan, little prick

38. Relationship Status = by my self

39. Zodiac sign = cancer

40. Male or female or transgendered= Male

41. Elementary? = Goldsworth School

42. Middle School = Goldsworth School

43. High school/College = The Winston Churchill School

44. Hair colour = Brown

45. Long or short = Short

46. Height = 5ft 9

47. Do you have a crush on someone? Yes

48: What do you like about yourself? Most things

49. Piercings= None and never. Why the hell do I want to have I thing in my ear or anywhere actually. Just make me look even stupider and like a pikey

50. Tattoos = None

51. Righty or lefty= Lefty

FIRSTS :

52. First surgery = ...

53. First piercing= NONE (SEE 49)

54. First best friend= Jack or Usman

55. First sport you joined = Football

56. First holiday= Maderia

58. First crush= India

RIGHT NOW

59. Eating = bowl of oats and more

60. Drinking = Milk

61. I'm about to = go to get some more oats and more

62. Listening to = The low, low, low, looooooooooow song

63. Waiting on = Something to happen

YOUR FUTURE :

64. Want kids? yes

65. Get married? yes

66. Careers in mind? Journalist or critic or footballer

WHICH IS BETTER :

67. Lips or eyes = eyes

68. Hugs or kisses = Both

69. Shorter or taller= shorter

70. Older or Younger = The same

71. Romantic or spontaneous = spontaneous

72. Nice stomach or nice arms = ???

73. Sensitive or loud = LOUD

74. Hook-up or relationship = Relationship

75. Trouble maker or hesitant= BOTH

HAVE YOU EVER :

76. Kissed a stranger = dunno

77. Drank hard liquor= No

78. Lost glasses/contacts = yes and then I bought some more and as was inevitable I found my old glasses under my bed

79. Sex on first date= No.

80. Broken someone's heart = Probably not

81. Had your own heart broken = No

82. Been arrested = No

83. Turned someone down = Yes

84. Cried when someone died = Yes

85. Liked a friend that is a girl? = Yes

DO YOU BELIEVE IN:

86. Yourself = Always and forever

87. Miracles= Yes, Miracles happen just not everyday.

88. Love at first sight = Yes

89. Heaven= Sort of

90. Santa Clause= no

91. Kiss on the first date= Yes

92. Angels= yes

ANSWER TRUTHFULLY:

93. Is there one person you want to be with right now?= Yes

94. Had more than one boyfriend/girlfriend at one time? = Yes

95. Did you sing today? = LOW LOW LOW LOW LOOOOOOOOOOOWWWWW!

96. Any regrets?= yes

97. If you could go back in time, how far would you go?= I would go to Woking vs. West Brom 1991 and witness the joy of that day.

98. If you could pick a day from last year and relive it,what would it be?= District cup final. I had a ball

99. Are you afraid of falling in love?= yes.

100. Posting this as 100 truths? YES

21/02/09

2009-02-22T03:25:00.000-08:00

Today is dedicated to the master himself. He cooks with calor gas and is qualiTy with a capital T. Chris.

Well its Sunday morning and I am bored as I'm sure are a lot of people. Yesterday I got my Internet back and I was pleased. Well something really annoyed me yesterday and it was total wipeout!. That show could be so good if they didn't drag it out for an hour and do all the crappy montages. The only thing that makes it interesting are the fat people who look like beached whales getting stuck on the first obstacle and Richard Hammonds smart remarks. Another thing is Woking losing again but it doesn't bother me to much anymore. I am resigned to conferance south now.

My target for this week is not to offend sjb school again when we play them on thursday and to get through the week without embarrassment. Also I will try and finish my mountonous piles of coursework.

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Internet is baaaaaaaaaaaacccccccckkkkkkk!

2009-02-21T04:41:00.000-08:00

There are two weeks to catch up on. I got 18 out of 25 in my German test. :). I played for the reserves :D:D:D:D. And I went to the vyne.

Todays post is dedicated to god - Shane.

The last day of term always seems to go quicker than any other day. Even though I have nothing to be excited about for half term its always a good day. Another week and another few loses for Woking. More gutless displays of rubbish. On Monday I was acctully very busy. I met a few arseholes and Went to town. It was quite fun acctully and them flavorshakes are quite nice. I think i will go there again. Then kept a cleansheet for the youth team :P in a 2-1 victory. Shane scored in added on time.

Then on Tuesday I went to the vyne for the first time. A parked my bike at Ramones house and then they said we arn't going to the vyne. Well I wasn't very happy about that but we went to some pitches near the vyne. I had a ball. We then went to the vyne itself.

I went to work on Wednesday and Friday and earnt a bit of money.

Now the thing that pleased me the most this week was playing for reserves. The thing that anoyed me the most was some arseholes. And pound a bunch. What a cock.

Quick update from the libary

2009-02-19T10:43:00.000-08:00

I am at the libary just finished homework and only have 3mins to go. Briefly this week and last week have been quite intresting. I played for Cobham reserves and was so pleased. Youth team won. I went to the vyne. I also found out that everyone in the staffroom has read the blog. Todays update is dedicated to the staffroom.

Internet will be fixed tommorow