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That picture does it more justice than the ones from yesterday.

Answered your own question there, I think.

Its the new flash american predictive ticketing system The game is to be played in 2015 when Barnsley get promoted to the premier league.

If you look at it backwards it quite clear reads "Satan is nice"

I am moving to the anfield area and setting up a window cleaning business.

Its a virus. Might be one of the new ones that can be passed to the pc through fingertips. I'd be very worried if I were you.

Sounds to me like a virus

That's why I come here. The breaking news.

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I have on of them signed by George Best. Be going on Ebay at some point.

Your customer title is very accurate.

I was thinking more of the Chelsea game, which I vaguely remember. Very disingenuous to suggest he's anywhere near the captaincy in a full strength team for them. He's probably 4 or 5 players away from it normally.

To be fair they played the last few games with a load of kids and rubbish squad players. I could have captained that team.

Its on SS1 till nearly 4 from 11.30 http://www.yahootv.press.net/listings/guid...p;time_Minute=0

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Groucho Marx: Now pay particular attention to this first clause, because it's most important. There's the party of the first part shall be known in this contract as the party of the first part. How do you like that, that's pretty neat eh? Chico Marx: No, that's no good. Groucho Marx: What's the matter with it? Chico Marx: I don't know, let's hear it again. Groucho Marx: So the party of the first part shall be known in this contract as the party of the first part. Chico Marx: Well it sounds a little better this time. Groucho Marx: Well, it grows on you. Would you like to hear it once more? Chico Marx: Just the first part. Groucho Marx: What do you mean, the party of the first part? Chico Marx: No, the first part of the party, of the first part. Groucho Marx: All right. It says the first part of the party of the first part shall be known in this contract as the first part of the party of the first part, shall be known in this contract - look, why should we quarrel about a thing like this, we'll take it right out, eh? Chico Marx: Yes, it's too long anyhow. Now what have we got left? Groucho Marx: Well I've got about a foot and a half. Now what's the matter? Chico Marx: I don't like the second party either. Groucho Marx: Well, you should have come to the first party, we didn't get home till around four in the morning. I was blind for three days. Chico Marx: Hey look, why can't the first part of the second party be the second part of the first party, then you'll get something. Groucho Marx: Well look, rather than go through all that again, what do you say? Chico Marx: Fine. Groucho Marx: Now I've got something here you're bound to like, you'll be crazy about it. Chico Marx: No, I don't like it. Groucho Marx: You don't like what? Chico Marx: Whatever it is, I don't like it. Groucho Marx: Well don't let's break up an old friendship over a thing like that. Ready? Chico Marx: OK. Now the next part I don't think you're going to like. Groucho Marx: Well your word's good enough for me. Now then, is my word good enough for you? Chico Marx: I should say not. Groucho Marx: Well I'll take out two more clauses. Now the party of the eighth part -- Chico Marx: No, that's no good, no. Groucho Marx: The party of the ninth part -- Chico Marx: No, that's no good too. Hey, how is it my contract is skinnier than yours? Groucho Marx: Well, I don't know, you must have been out on a tail last night. But anyhow, we're all set now, are we? Now just you put your name right down there, then the deal is legal. Chico Marx: I forgot to tell you, I can't write. Groucho Marx: Well that's all right, there's no ink in the pen anyhow. But listen, it's a contract isn't it? We've got a contract, no matter how small it is. Chico Marx: Oh sure. You bet. Hey wait, wait. What does this say here, this thing here? Groucho Marx: Oh that? Oh that's the usual clause, that's in every contract. That just says, it says, 'If any of the parties participating in this contract are shown not to be in their right mind, the entire agreement is automatically nullified.' Chico Marx: Well, I don't know. Groucho Marx: It's all right, that's in every contract. That's what they call a sanity clause. Chico Marx: You can't fool me, there ain't no sanity clause.

My experience is, in the main, rural Australia. I would be willing to bet if you moved outside Melbourne and Sydney you'd struggle to find people who could name 5 players from the national team. Brings back memories.

I haven't lived there for a few years now, but my family still do so I am still out there from time to time. Haven't noticed any great shift, although its more popular than when we first went out when you'd struggle to see any football on telly at all except on SBS ("European channel") It was always played a lot, but in the same way as in America. Kids played as youngsters before moving onto other sports. I guess the viewing figures are down to the "wogs" having all the satellite dishes.

Your average Australian wouldn't give a flying f*** about losing to Japan. They probably don't even know about. Most regard football as a sport played by immigrants (generally European) and children and it doesn't tend to register on the radar at all. Pissed me off no end when I was at high school over there and my silky skills were taking apart opposing teams single handedly, yet it was the basketball and aussie rules players that got all the kudos.

It was more his leggy style and demeanor. I'm sure he'll be fine though - was seriously knackered by the looks of it.

Babel reminded me of Cisse Not that I'd rush to make a judgment mind.