Close Season

Ee Bah Gum, Lad: Tour’s On.

Sitting here, watching the gruelling hill-climb stages of the Tour de France (second day, Harrogate to Sheffield stage) I am trying to take the beans out of two recycled buckets full of broad beans. Outside the sun is still shining as it is on the massive crowds lining the route of the race. Yorkshire, indeed England, has taken this opportunity to heart. There are French flags, Slovakian supporters (of Peter Sagan), Cornish flags, the Union flag, writing on the roads (“Eat Yorkshire Pudding!”) in traditional Tour de France style; even a Black Country flag. It is marvellous to see such an enthusiastic response – and the camera work is excellent too. I love the way the landmarks and features are in French and the distances in kilometres and that the commentary includes good background historical, geographical and cultural references.

      

 

Our daughter featured in some “Tour de Facts” videos about the English stages and general rules of the Tour de France for English cycle sales, parts and repair stores, Halfords. I am, of course indubitably proud of her … but they are also quite informative and well made: I managed to learn things I was previously unaware of, and watching them has improved my enjoyment of the race I am now watching as broad beans bounce off the footstool around my ankles. (The “yellow jersey” is yellow because this was the colour of the pages of the newspaper that introduced it – before that the race leader wore a green armband only).

These videos are available on YouTube: if you are interested take a look at this first in the series http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IvTDV2iirnk

I would have been quite happy  to have watched the Grand Depart (from Leeds, yesterday) but in the cyclical way of things in my life the very daughter that rode in and presented the Tour de Facts videos was moving house, so … a busy day not watching TV. However I am happy to report that the move, nicely timed to include a switch over overlap between rented accommodation and completion date, sees the new house well decorated and new carpets installed.

After the Grand Depart the race proceeded in blazing hot sunshine (nothing at all like the wet weather forecast!) and within sight of the finish line Mark Cavendish and another rider both came off their bikes. “Cav” most recently bandied about as an Isle of Man native is suddenly lauded as a native of Yorkshire – but, is now out of the whole Tour, having broken a collar bone – and done the decent thing by admitting the coming together was all his fault. Such sportsmanship.

In a TV interview with Ian Brailsford (manager of the ultra-successful Sky team) talked about his decision to leave out Sir Bradley Wiggins, saying that, in recent years the Sky team had been turned from “plucky losers to two-times winners” and that part of that turn around in mind-set was due to someone somewhere along the line making such calls.

In another strand of my life I have been excited by news that Roger Daltrey and Pete Townshend are together for another Who tour – and that I have managed to get tickets for the show in Birmingham. December. Something else to look forward to.

 

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Close Season

Summer Solstice Been and Gone.

Phew!

We’ve had a couple of days of scorching weather either side of the summer solstice (by scorching I mean, for England, of course – that’ll be twenty plus Celsius)

And I am typing this during the half time break of ITV televised live game between Cameroon and Brazil. The atmosphere is crackling in the stadium: yellow shirted Brazilians swamping the seats and whooping it up in stunning fervour.

The score is 2 – 1. Two great gaols from Neymar – but Cameroon are full of spirit. It’s a proper game!

       

And England are out. Losing 2 -1 to a dogged Luis Suarez inspired Uruguay. Out-played and out- fought. Just not good enough. I am well past the recriminations stage: they are not realistic the ranting fools that call for his head, or changes to rules.We lacked skill and we didn’t have the determination to give that little bit more that overpowers, intimidates, shocks and confounds those against whom we played. There are questions to be answered, but not those posed by the fickle media. There are points to be made about the European – particularly English Premier league – way of treating football as business, not football as sport. Rumours doing the early rounds that the F.I.F.A. World Cup may not continue as a competition; that U.E.F.A. will set up an opposite/different competition.

We have one game left: tomorrow night against a Costa Rica team that have surprised and impressed their opponents so far.

But, at the moment I am truly caught up in a game! Football as I like it. The match is about skill, expectation, underdogs, hope and luck. It feels like a game. Unlike the two that England turned up to earlier. Honestly, I have few expectations of the type of player that pull on the national shirts for my country these days. I see them as – no fault of their own, perhaps – being far removed from the fans. It’s about the wages, but about far, far more. Pride, for example. Passion. Never-say-die; that Alf-Tupper willingness to go on and on and on that Uruguay’s Suarez demonstrated so perfectly in coming back from a serious injury and walloping two goals past Joe Hart – even after he should have been exhausted. I am sure such bulldog spirit used to be an English trade mark.

The game is played on the pitch and the likes of Rooney (particularly) seem content to believe the drivel pulped out by the press. Ego, not effort.

Ah well …

Wimbledon tennis championship started this week. How will Andy Murray cope this year?

 

 

The Tour de France begins in eleven days. Begins in – of all places –  Yorkshire. The first stages being as follows:

Saturday 5th July: first stage, Leeds Harrogate, 190 km Sunday 6th July: second stage, York Sheffield, 200 km Monday 7th July: third stage, Cambridge London, 170 km

Back to my own football club: lowly Saddlers with big dreams. A whole host of pre-season friendlies coming up, some activity in signing up players: Joe O’Connor as replacement (though of course we do not “replace” people as simply as that) for Andy Butler who couldn’t agree on a deal and has joined Sheffield Utd. Wales under-19 and under 21 forward Tom Bradshaw, from Shrewsbury Town and a  non-League goalkeeper, Craig MacGillivray (from Harrogate).

I am looking forward to more of the Brazil game (have to go in a moment) but also to the start of the season. Fixtures are out now and we get one of my least favourite places out of the way on day one: Port Vale away.

… and, who knows maybe some fire from the England team in their last game in Brazil?

 

images: Neymar in the net: mirror.co.uk

Cameroon lion: metro.co.uk

Andy Murray (last year): telegraph.co.uk

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