What happens when you mix a bunch of birds with an assortment of toffee?
The home mascot, Bartley, may well be planning his own raid on someone’s toffees in the crowd…
Unfortunately, behind him on the pitch the Toffeemen of Everton FC were perpetrating their own raid on the poor unsuspecting Bluebirds.
Until we speak again, the home fans found themselves, not for the first time of late, caught up in the sticky stuff, as the final score read Cardiff City 0 Everton 3.
“It’s a funny old game…” is probably one of the most used cliches about football. So, here we are, it’s January, and the two teams that have been odds on favourites to be relegated from the Premier League from before the season started meet at the Cardiff City Stadium, in what most pundits believe will be a game from the…
Not much to laugh about when Cardiff City and Huddersfield Town met in Yorkshire back in August… and two teams firing plenty of blanks so far suggests a repeat result of…
Until we speak again, funnier things have certainly happened, and surprise surprise as it ends Bluebirds 0 Marker Pens 0!
It’s the return of the…
As Ole Gunnar Solskjaer, a former Cardiff City manager and Manchester United player returns to the Cardiff City Stadium as the temporary Manchester United manager. Most of the locals probably wished he had stayed in a Norwegian fjord for a week longer…
Until we speak again, this Christmas will be enjoyed more by the baby-faced assassin than the cadavers of Cardiff! The less said about the final score the better [1-5].
[Acknowledgements to ‘the beer boy blogspot’ for the can image, and whatsnew2day.com for the Ole Gunnar Solskjaer photo].
The heavens opened, as so often happens in the vicinity of Cardiff City FC. The Saints came marching in, as Southampton FC fans like to claim. But the angels today were in blue!
Until we speak again, this particular religious experience finished Bluebirds 1 Saints 0.
Who needs the Game of Thrones ‘Song of Ice and fire’ books when you can have an equally exciting Saturday afternoon at the Cardiff City Stadium?
As the iceman cometh, with our very own Iceland Captain Aron Gunnarsson making his return for a first Premier League fixture this season, so we record our first win!
Until we speak again, cue the fireworks…
For the record, the score was Cardiff City 4 (yes… Four) Fulham 2.
When the famous ‘Gunners’ of Arsenal are in town the local Bluebirds need to ensure they do nothing less than shoot for the moon.
But… you need to have an ability to score goals if you are to stand any chance of collecting valuable points. A current track record of scoring 0, 0 and 0 in the first three matches of the season doesn’t bode well.
Until we speak again, and for the record, Cardiff City FC score 2 goals! However, Arsenal go one better. You may feel the unplugged in the title of this post has been substituted by unhinged as I celebrate winning a 2-3 defeat!
So, what did we learn from watching more than 124,000 seconds of Championship football home matches at the Cardiff City Stadium across 2016/7? The main message to take into the summer:
Football is… a bunch of fat blokes sitting down, telling a bunch of fit blokes running around, what to do.
And, for those cats who prefer the scintillating excitement of watching on TV from the comfort of their sofa…
Until we speak again, choose your refreshment to get into shape, and build your ridiculously high expectations for your team, in time for the new season in August!
[For the record the Mighty Bluebirds have risen from 24th in October 2016 to finish 12th at the end of this season. Project that rise forward, and… no, I’d better not go there, at least until too much sun has fried my brain.]
[With acknowledgements to Zak Show.com & 9GAG for the original images used to illustrate this post.]
Optimism can be infectious, even when the source is somewhat dubious and dangerous. But beware to take in the full picture when someone is promising to make things great again, really great folks. It’s going to change, really change folks! I loved a recent comment on the change in American politics… a nation that has undergone a transition “from the changey-hopey thing to the strangely-gropey thing!” And I was particularly reminded of this in the following photo from my perennial seat of hope down at the Cardiff City Stadium. What is Bartley the mascot doing to that woman steward? If this is leadership, then Cardiff City FC may just be taking the USA lead a little too literally.
But, where there is optimism greatness may just follow. Our own new leader seems to be doing something right…
Following a recent home defeat we then went on to two away wins before hosting the bottom of the table Rotherham United. Well, expectations of a thumping win were high, and for once our team on the pitch didn’t disappoint…
Yes, even I need to blink… 5-0. Things are going to be great folks, really great!
Until we speak again, Bella reminds us to enjoy the sun while it shines, because in this game there will always be a ‘but…’
Well, if it’s good enough for the ‘Man Fart’ in Washington D.C., then it’s good enough for the War-lord in Cardiff!
As the massed ranks take their place to witness the pageantry, all await the Gettysburg, no, Cardiff City Stadium address…
“We’re going to make the Bluebirds great, again!”
“We’re going to build a wall to keep the others out!”
“And we’re going to make the Albion pay for it!”
Until we speak again, don’t blink with the boredom of the first 91 minutes, the outrageous promises of the previous campaign may have been missing, but you don’t want to miss the big moment!
Politics has probably always been the art of conning the masses into believing something that rarely stands up to the facts. Come the time for an election (or referendum for that matter) the claims to shoot for the moon abound… anyone in the UK might remember a certain red bus with £350 million on the side? Anyone in the USA might remember how the Mexicans were going to pay for a wall to keep them out?
We have plumbed new depths for claiming that our values and feelings are actually facts. Why, just the other day while the Bluebirds were shooting for the moon (well, they hardly have sight on goal) it became apparent that the moon was presenting an elusive target… is this evidence that it was actually shifting back and for across the sky?
But nothing resembles the new ‘post truth‘ better than the home fans chant of:
“And it’s Cardiff City,
Cardiff City FC,
By far the greatest team in football,
the world has ever seen.”
If you are part of the tribe, and you listen to it long enough, you might just begin to believe. Though the second half siege that Aston Villa laid on the Cardiff defence would surely cast doubts in even the most deluded of minds. Juno certainly had a sceptical look whenever this chant was presented as an interruption to feline ablutions. “Lick this Luciano!” was the most likely refrain…
Until we speak again, the final score was Cardiff City 1 Aston Villa 0. Perhaps that ‘post truth‘ chant had a scintilla of foundation to it. But then, maybe Brexit & Trump will be good for us all as well!? Next time: pigs will fly over the Cardiff City Stadium!
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