‘Do I breathe in, do I breathe out’

I guess there’s a pattern of sorts running through many blogs. This one won’t be any different. It’s not an obsession, but it’s not too far off one.

Like many sports fans in the UK, I have a love-hate relationship with TalkSport. We have a great appetite for all sports news but listening to the output is maddening. And Arsenal fans are enraged more than most. The anti-Arsenal bias from the likes of Durham, Quinn and Cundy (who calls himself the fun boy…..he’s in his 40’s) shouldn’t annoy me, but I bite far too easily. The world of sport is such a diverse world, with the potential for engaging, interactive shows.

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‘They’re a bunch of mercenaries….’

The mantra amongst all cyclists seems to be ‘support your local bike shop, and avoid the retail chains’.

So when my chain jumped away from the chain teeth got itself wrapped around the crank arm on the way home from work, I ambled off to a LBS in the Angel. I’m useless when it comes to maintaining my bike and fixing the such routine problems such as a puncture. Once, in the middle of a shower, and suffering from a back tyre puncture, I hailed a taxi to take myself and bike to a bike shop near Old Street.

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‘They’re must be something we can take’

It was an end of an era in West Hampstead with Dave and Edna ending their association at La Brocca.

The place, though not holding the same level of affection as the old Black Lion sports bar, nevertheless still holds many happy memories. It was a night full of nostalgia as many regulars returned for the final night. I was not a regular by any stretch of the imagination, but I have been drinking there for over 20 years. It’s one of the few bars in the area which broadcast Sky Sports and BT Sport. Though the owner was predominantly a rugby fan, he ensured that football was shown (as long as it didn’t clash with Saracens v Bath…..zzzzzzzz).

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Winning in style

There can’t be a better opening blog than describing your team’s win at Cup Final at Wembley.

It was a fantastic day; the sun naturally shone, the atmosphere and sense of occasion was memorable and we put in probably our finest cup performance since 2001 (when we lost to a late Owen goal in Cardiff). I only learnt I had a ticket the day before on Friday, so only had a brief period to plan my itinerary for day. It was my fifth FA Cup Final, and now I had to decide my drinking plans.

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