Football: WORLD CUP 06 and close season/transfer discussion.
I saw every United game right throught the whole period you describe. Stam was a yard of the pace.Dio wrote:I had a look at the stats for the 2000-2001 season with Stam, 31 goals conceded, and the 2001-2002 without him: 45.
Seems to confirm my general opinion that they were worse in defence without him. But I can only call it like I see it.
You can think what you like, but, as I have said before, he was no loss.
Anyway, enough of Stam. Please Moyesy - buy!! Buy!!
"Everton have made a late move for Turkish international Fatih Tekke"
"Everton have made a late move for Turkish international Fatih Tekke"
Is this going to take long, only my foot's gone to sleep and I'd like to catch it up.
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Pongolle has gone on loan to Blackburn until end of season, would rather of seen the back of Cisse, given the choice 
Birmingham tonight, WILL GOD PLEASE MAKE YOUR WAY TO THE PITCH!!
Birmingham tonight, WILL GOD PLEASE MAKE YOUR WAY TO THE PITCH!!
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"I was the best manager in Britain because I was never devious or cheated anyone. I'd break my wife's legs if I played against her, but I'd never cheat her."
"I was the best manager in Britain because I was never devious or cheated anyone. I'd break my wife's legs if I played against her, but I'd never cheat her."
Hehe: just been winding up one of our resident Spurs fans re Cisse. Apparently they were genuinely interested in him. Much to this lads disgustSickboy wrote:We had a 12m bid for Defoe turned down at the last minute, yesterday. We'll definitely be back in the summer, though... I'd love to ship out Cisse with Defoe as replacement.
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Yesterday was the Quarter final of the Dutch cup.
I admit, it misses some of the glory of the FA cup,
but i did found something here which I though we had lost.
MVV Maastricht, a small first division side, reached the quarter final for the first time in 10 years.
I had followed them during their cup run,
Seeing them defeating the noble dillettant side of AFC in the old Olympic stadium of Amsterdam, built for the 1928 games of the IXth Olympiad.
But the club from the city of the infamous treaty, now had to go to Alkmaar, to the mighty AZ.
It was more than just a match between two clubs, it was a match between a club filled with money and a club which just managed to survive only a few years ago.
AZ, sponsored by the Evil Scheringa, a loan shark, but who buys his indulgentia by sponsoring lots of positive things.
On the other hand, it can't be praised enough, for playing the most attractive football in the Netherlands.
So, our little team from Maastricht wouldn't stand a chance.
We had to face the mighty Louis van Gaal, return from Barcelona to his home soil
We had to face two footballers who had come from MVV and were now internationals, Perez, prince of the rotten kingdom of Denmark and Danny Landzaat.
We had to enter the arena where European giant like Villareal and the Glasgow Rangers had to bow.
But the stadium, the old Alkmaarderhout, was the first thing that filled our hearts with love.
Built in 1948, it was kept together by ropes and the skyboxes were literally hanging in the sky, from the roof of the stands.
We could stand in the stadium
Next year it would be replaced by the "DSB management stadium", but for now the old theatre was still standing.
First we had to get our tickets though.
As we came from Amsterdam, we didn't have the obligatory Bus-Ticket combi ticket from Maastricht.
Luckily here it appeared that Maastricht is nearer to the Italian stronghold of Liège then to Amsterdam
A local Don Corleone provided us with a white envelope, after we had given him a similar envelope.
Nothing was said, but we had our tickets.
A friendly pub was nearby.
The barmaid represented for us the very essense of North-Hollandic beauty
She was tall, blond, not that elegant, but her front would have made any man happy.
Although we were easily recognisable between the North-Hollanders we shared our Beer.
We went to stadium.
We stood between 600 Maastrichtenaren.
The motto of Alkmaar is "Alcmaria Victrix"
Remembering that the struggle for independance against the spaniards started at siege of the city.
MVV lost, inevitably, 4-0
But on the other had, the real football and its sphere that we love won, Alcamaria Victrix.
And the Maastrichtenaren kept singing for the whole 90 minutes and during the night.
"Come with us to Maastricht,
If you don't know where it is,
It is the city in the extreme south,
The pearl of the Limburgian lands,
The city on the roaring meuse,
Not often chanted about, alas,
Founded and built by the Romans
Come with us, to Maastricht."*
* it rhymes in dutch, obviously....
I admit, it misses some of the glory of the FA cup,
but i did found something here which I though we had lost.
MVV Maastricht, a small first division side, reached the quarter final for the first time in 10 years.
I had followed them during their cup run,
Seeing them defeating the noble dillettant side of AFC in the old Olympic stadium of Amsterdam, built for the 1928 games of the IXth Olympiad.
But the club from the city of the infamous treaty, now had to go to Alkmaar, to the mighty AZ.
It was more than just a match between two clubs, it was a match between a club filled with money and a club which just managed to survive only a few years ago.
AZ, sponsored by the Evil Scheringa, a loan shark, but who buys his indulgentia by sponsoring lots of positive things.
On the other hand, it can't be praised enough, for playing the most attractive football in the Netherlands.
So, our little team from Maastricht wouldn't stand a chance.
We had to face the mighty Louis van Gaal, return from Barcelona to his home soil
We had to face two footballers who had come from MVV and were now internationals, Perez, prince of the rotten kingdom of Denmark and Danny Landzaat.
We had to enter the arena where European giant like Villareal and the Glasgow Rangers had to bow.
But the stadium, the old Alkmaarderhout, was the first thing that filled our hearts with love.
Built in 1948, it was kept together by ropes and the skyboxes were literally hanging in the sky, from the roof of the stands.
We could stand in the stadium
Next year it would be replaced by the "DSB management stadium", but for now the old theatre was still standing.
First we had to get our tickets though.
As we came from Amsterdam, we didn't have the obligatory Bus-Ticket combi ticket from Maastricht.
Luckily here it appeared that Maastricht is nearer to the Italian stronghold of Liège then to Amsterdam
A local Don Corleone provided us with a white envelope, after we had given him a similar envelope.
Nothing was said, but we had our tickets.
A friendly pub was nearby.
The barmaid represented for us the very essense of North-Hollandic beauty
She was tall, blond, not that elegant, but her front would have made any man happy.
Although we were easily recognisable between the North-Hollanders we shared our Beer.
We went to stadium.
We stood between 600 Maastrichtenaren.
The motto of Alkmaar is "Alcmaria Victrix"
Remembering that the struggle for independance against the spaniards started at siege of the city.
MVV lost, inevitably, 4-0
But on the other had, the real football and its sphere that we love won, Alcamaria Victrix.
And the Maastrichtenaren kept singing for the whole 90 minutes and during the night.
"Come with us to Maastricht,
If you don't know where it is,
It is the city in the extreme south,
The pearl of the Limburgian lands,
The city on the roaring meuse,
Not often chanted about, alas,
Founded and built by the Romans
Come with us, to Maastricht."*
* it rhymes in dutch, obviously....
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