Driffield Ramblings Hello. I'm Allister Webb, a reporter for the Driffield Times Series. Welcome to the world of Driffield and other things.
 
What happened to the credit crunch?

The news agenda never ceases to amaze me. Here we are in the middle of the biggest financial crisis the world has seemingly ever known. America votes for its next President next week, and Grimsby Town have gone so long without a win that I can't actually remember what a win is. Alright, that last one may not be the biggest story in history, but it's just got a bit silly now OK?


And yet, in the middle of all this misery, what is the thing that everybody is allegedly talking about? Yes, that's right - Russell Brand and Jonathan Ross pratting about on Radio Two.


Now, I'm not going to sit here and say that what they did was OK. But at the same time I'm not going to say that people should just complain for the sake of it either. I found the episode in question on a well-known audio and video sharing website the other night and listened to it. Was it in bad taste? Of course it was. But was I personally offended by it? No. You know what you're going to get with those two. If you like it, you'll listen. If you don't, you won't. Or at least you shouldn't.


Yes, they were idiotic. Yes, they should be dealt with properly. But can't we talk about something important for a change? Well can't we? Please? I'll even talk about Hull v Chelsea if you want. Just save me from this.

Published Date:
29/10/2008
Modified Date:
29/10/2008







Astonishing!
I don't think anyone could possibly have thought anything else after seeing the final scoreline from the Emirates Stadium on Saturday night. After another awful footballing experience of my own, and no I'm not going to dwell on it either, expectations of any real entertainment from the Arsenal v Hull game were low for me.

I had anticipated a one-sided contest and when Arsenal went in front, I fully expected they'd settle down and win by three or four. Little did we know what was coming.

That's the great thing about sport. You just never quite know what's coming. The Arsenal goalkeeper Almunia certainly didn't know what was coming as that Geovanni thunderbolt shot past him into the top corner of the net. That's my entry for the next Goal of the Month competition settled then. If that one doesn't win, there will surely have to be some sort of stewards' inquiry. Cousin's winner certainly wasn't as spectacular, but I'm not sure anyone of an amber and black persuasion will particularly care.

I have to admit that part of me did choke a little bit on the result, mainly after seeing the utter drivel that my own team south of the Humber had served up. But it was also absolutely hilarious seeing a team like Arsenal being beaten in that manner.

The one thing that Hull can't afford now is to get complacent and think they've made it. If they do that, it'll be curtains for them. Personally speaking, it would be nice to have something to be complacent about, but the way things are going I don't think that'll ever happen again. Oh well, ever onwards and downwards.
Published Date:
29/09/2008
Modified Date:
29/09/2008







Note to self
Never again will I waste three days of my life watching the Ryder Cup if that's what happens.

Absolutely typical. First time I've sat and watched most of the trans-Atlantic clash and we go and lose. Ridiculous. No disgrace in losing to a side that plays better than yours, no matter what some may say. Personally I think the criticism levelled at Nick Faldo in some quarters has been way over the top. I guess it would have been whoever the captain was but memories of Faldo thanking the media from the heart of his bottom won't have helped his cause.

Let's get it in perspective. You have to lose sometimes to enjoy winning more. And I certainly wouldn't mind being at Celtic Manor in two years' time. Best start saving now.
Published Date:
23/09/2008
Modified Date:
23/09/2008







Darter of Driffield speaking
Just thought I'd give you all a sly nudge to watch our video of how we got on when top darts player Peter Manley came to Driffield the other day. It's here by the way.

The public took him on to win prizes. This brave hack stepped up to the oche to raise money for charity. How did I get on? Well I'll say I was pretty pleased with myself and I guess the charity concerned will be aswell. Put it this way, I don't think One Dart has got anything much to worry about from me.

Still, it's another example of the more positive side of the job. So much of what we do is inevitably not going to please everyone, so it's nice to actually do a bit of good for the community.

Not just that, but also Peter himself seemed a really nice bloke, despite the controversies he has been involved with over the years. I'm sure he'll have won himself one or two more fans round here with his appearance. Get the paper or check the website to read a bit more. I, meanwhile, will go and give you something else to read for another day. Cheerio.

Published Date:
03/09/2008
Modified Date:
03/09/2008







What is going on in my head?

Greetings my fellow bloggers. I did attempt to write one yesterday, mainly wondering why some oik decided it would be a good idea to wear a Liverpool shirt to the Lincoln v Grimsby derby on Saturday. But the site crashed, so it will never see the light of day. Sorry.


Anyway, today I'm wondering what the hell goes on in my head when I'm asleep. Perhaps a bit deep and meaningful for this time on a Tuesday but when you wake up, as I did this morning, and you have the theme music of Monty Python's Flying Circus going round in your head, what else are you supposed to think?


I guess there are worse things to have buzzing round your head first thing in the morning. But even so it does make me wonder if I'm ever so slightly mad. I'll let you judge that one. It's just about time for lunch and no, I'm not having Spam. TTFN!

Published Date:
02/09/2008
Modified Date:
02/09/2008







Twelve glorious minutes
It was fun while our lead lasted in our League Cup tie at Blackburn last night. To be honest, I was in something of a state of shock after seeing the goal, a state of disbelief which also lasted for approximately twelve glorious minutes.

I've seen so many Town freekicks fizzle out into nothing but disappointment that I couldn't quite believe my eyes when the ball hit the net. It wasn't long before reality kicked in, though, unsurprisingly. You can't expect miracles, can you?
Published Date:
28/08/2008
Modified Date:
28/08/2008







These Olympics are marvellous - But
I'm sure many of you (delusionally hoping I have more than one or two readers) have been watching and enjoying our success in the Beijing Olympics as much as I have. What with all the medals we won over the weekend, it was convieniently easy to forget that Town had been thoroughly hammered at the weekend. At least until it appeared that certain colleagues who shall remain nameless had developed a sudden and quite nasty cough on Monday morning. They appear to be back in full health now, though.

There's just one thing that's been bugging me with all this Olympic success. Why does everybody keep referring to the team as 'Team GB'? It didn't really bother me at first but it's now got to a stage where any mention of that term instinctively annoys me to a point of aggression. It's Great Britain for heaven's sake. Deal with it!

I almost feel guilty for wittering about that when there has been so much to enjoy in recent days, but I do feel better for getting it off my chest. That is all.
Published Date:
20/08/2008
Modified Date:
20/08/2008







The most pointless four hours in world sport
Yes, I'm talking about the opening ceremony of the Olympic Games. What exactly is the point? All these people in lycra prancing about the place. The only things that are remotely interesting are the parade of nations and who might light the flame.

As I type, the opening ceremony has been going on for four hours and counting. You could do the parade and the formalities and light the flame in less than half the time if you really got your backsides in gear. I hope the organisers of the London Games are taking note of how to do more sensibly. I've got to say the actual lighting of the cauldron is damn impressive. But let's be honest people. We're only interest in the 17 days of sport. And that's before we consider that the football season starts tomorrow. Enjoy.
Published Date:
08/08/2008
Modified Date:
08/08/2008



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