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Flight of the fancy dans

Posted on 19. Mar, 2010 by Daywalker Bitch in Anger Management, Soccer Is Played With A Ball

Ever tried arguing with an Arsenal fan? It’s about as pleasurable as trying to convince an academic that the thesis he’s spent three years slaving over is utter bullshit, and quite similar in terms of how things play out.
I have the misfortune of sharing an all-too-tiny office space with two Gooners. One wears his jeans [...]

Losing at dodgeball

Posted on 22. Feb, 2010 by Guest Bitch in Anger Management, Yankee Doodle Fuck You

Last year, Adrian Russell busted himself down to the Mardyke to try his hand at dodgeball. This is an abridged version of his account of the events from his blog, The Deadline, which originally appeared in the Irish Examiner last year.
The tournament hosts, UCD Dodgeball Club, had encouraged participants to pick a ‘cool’ team name [...]

Window of opportunity – for useless twunts

Posted on 16. Jan, 2010 by Daywalker Bitch in Anger Management, Soccer Is Played With A Ball

Having spent plenty of time holed up in the gaff recently – while Leeside has, presumably, been purged for its sins against our creator almighty (Gerald McCarthy, obviously) by this awful weather – I’ve had plenty of time to ponder the bi-annual shambles that is football’s transfer window.

A swarthy flirtathon that would make even the [...]

Sporting clichés are like women…

Posted on 27. Dec, 2009 by Lurking Bitch in Anger Management, Egg Chasing, Soccer Is Played With A Ball

There comes a time in every man’s life when he must say enough is enough. Sporting clichés penetrate my annoying gland worse than a whore working double shifts the week the navy come home. People who use them need to be made eat nothing but phlegm for a year.
When you consider the actual meaning [...]