It's been a good day at the office
even with the somehow unconvincing display, if you look at anything but the scoreline, that is. But I suppose it's nothing to be dissatisfied over, considering we've put in good performances without getting away with any points before (re. Newcastle).
So I'm happy. And I was loved how Robbie's goal was pratically his first touch on the ball.
MoM? Er.. probably Gerrard, even with his SulkyMcSulk tendencies in the first half. But it was a beautiful goal, and he was good overall.
I never cease to be amazed by the effort Kuyt puts in, though. In the second half there were times when the entire team looked like they didn't really bother with trying to get the ball properly, but he ran like his life depended on it the whole time. You've gotta respect that kind of work ethic.
Mascherano was okay, he seemed to be a bit nervous at first, doing some mistakes that could've been avoided, but all in all I think he had a decent game and that he can be very valueable for us. He's cut from the same fold as Xabi, playerwise, I think - good passer of the ball, good defensive play, good technique, level-headed when he calms his nerves.
Poor Crouchy though. He's appearently broken his nose. :( Poor lad.
Looked like it hurt quite badly.
In non-football news I was at ASTA KASK last night! It was absolutely brilliant, tight, fun, happy, good times, even though I spent the whole time pressed up against a steel barrier so now my stomach's got a bruise that's shaped like a log across it and my neck hurts like hell. But that's the way it's supposed to with old-school punk music, isn't it?
Micke was quite yummy back in 84, he's not really that anymore but they all had bowling shirts with their names on them which I found ridiculusly adorable. And you cannot help loving 40 year old men entering the stage in denim cut-offs and high tops and somehow pulling it off. Long live the 80's!
I was so ecstatic. The sad thing is, when amazing things like that happen I find it hard to actually register the moment as it passes, and I don't really feel it until long after it has passed. I've been looking forward to this gig for so long and now it's suddenly OVER, and I don't really feel as if I took it all in the way I should have.
With my blonde hair.
Picture stolen from lazerkid
Speaking of pictures, if you've got an interest in photograpy I suggest to check out the World Press Photo Winners of 2007, which has some absolutely magnificent images.
So I'm happy. And I was loved how Robbie's goal was pratically his first touch on the ball.
MoM? Er.. probably Gerrard, even with his SulkyMcSulk tendencies in the first half. But it was a beautiful goal, and he was good overall.
I never cease to be amazed by the effort Kuyt puts in, though. In the second half there were times when the entire team looked like they didn't really bother with trying to get the ball properly, but he ran like his life depended on it the whole time. You've gotta respect that kind of work ethic.
Mascherano was okay, he seemed to be a bit nervous at first, doing some mistakes that could've been avoided, but all in all I think he had a decent game and that he can be very valueable for us. He's cut from the same fold as Xabi, playerwise, I think - good passer of the ball, good defensive play, good technique, level-headed when he calms his nerves.
Poor Crouchy though. He's appearently broken his nose. :( Poor lad.
Looked like it hurt quite badly.
In non-football news I was at ASTA KASK last night! It was absolutely brilliant, tight, fun, happy, good times, even though I spent the whole time pressed up against a steel barrier so now my stomach's got a bruise that's shaped like a log across it and my neck hurts like hell. But that's the way it's supposed to with old-school punk music, isn't it?
Micke was quite yummy back in 84, he's not really that anymore but they all had bowling shirts with their names on them which I found ridiculusly adorable. And you cannot help loving 40 year old men entering the stage in denim cut-offs and high tops and somehow pulling it off. Long live the 80's!
I was so ecstatic. The sad thing is, when amazing things like that happen I find it hard to actually register the moment as it passes, and I don't really feel it until long after it has passed. I've been looking forward to this gig for so long and now it's suddenly OVER, and I don't really feel as if I took it all in the way I should have.
With my blonde hair.
Picture stolen from lazerkid
Speaking of pictures, if you've got an interest in photograpy I suggest to check out the World Press Photo Winners of 2007, which has some absolutely magnificent images.