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Kicking off a second season of this soccer-themed podcast, after a baffling hiatus during a massive soccer tournament this summer, The Barrister is joined by The Defenseman to talk Liverpool, the Premier League, vicious dictators, the Bills (barely acceptable tangential takes), and exclusive information about Liverpool's recent signings. Little known fact: The Defenseman has an uncanny ability to research the back stories of European footballers.
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Over the past week or so I’ve been debating two things: 1) if there is something related to my teams worth writing about, and 2) what that something is. The two biggest sporting events going on at the moment, something involving trophies, baskethoops and insufferable bandwagon hockeypucks fans that I once thought were good people, are not worth my time for two reasons- I hate all four teams involved in them and am not remotely knowledgeable enough to dive into them outside of the intricacies of my burning hatred. And besides, writing about the intricacies of my burning hatred is only fun when it involves my two favorite teams.
Soccer certainly has enough going on to warrant a post; beyond that, my team won its second BPL title in three years, an improbable run that was equal parts fun for watching convincing wins and crippling losses or draws from the teams that sat atop the table the vast majority of the season. But, unlike when Dubs writes about Liverpool, I don’t think any of the Man City fans I know read the blog and if I’m going to gloat to just piss off Dubs, I’ll do that in person when we watch Man City v. Liverpool at Yankee Stadium next month. I mean, if the fans of other teams want some solace, I didn’t get to watch the final game at Mes Que like I would have liked, but at an outdoor bar with my parents, the only one watching the games, let alone the only one in Man City gear. Wait, that doesn’t give you solace? Yeah, I guess it wouldn’t.
The World Cup starts this week (or has started, depending on how long this post gets/where it falls in the shuffle because invariably the only time deeg posts come is when they come in bunches), but since the Group draws I haven’t been following it much, mostly due to the fact that it seems very unlikely that the US will play more than three games. Normally I’d still be very excited about my backup team (well, 2nd backup since Ireland didn’t qualify) the Netherlands, but two things have dampened that: one, I have been unable to find my Holland track jacket I bought in a haze on the streets of Amsterdam ten years ago (really as safe an impulse buy one can have in such a state in that city) and two, it’s come to my attention Jeremy White also roots for them, which isn’t as bad as sharing the Red Sox with Pats fans but is damn well close. Either way, I like to leave the soccer writing to the more capable.
For me that leaves the Bills, Sabres and Red Sox. I think there’s four or five of our readers that root for the latter, and as the tightly wound machine from last season unspools, I can’t bring myself to get mad at them. I mean, not as a team anyways, of course there’s individual players that are easy to hate (Pierzynski for one, who for a guy who I’ve always heard described as “I hate him, but I’d love him on my team,” is actually really easy to hate when he is on your team), but are really just showing how improbable last season was and how much I should enjoy that. See, occasionally I’ll wonder what we would all be like not just when the Sabres or Bills reach the promised land, but how we would be the year after, after the parade, after the hangover, free agency, the draft, training camp and the preseason. I’d like to think I wouldn’t much care how they did defending their title, or if I did, that I would continually remind myself of the memories from the previous year and to be thankful. This year’s Red Sox team is a perfect example of why that should be the case. It’s a slog again, anemic hitting, a tire fire pitching rotation, a manager that seems completely befuddled on an almost nightly basis. But last season happened, it was glorious, it was more than so many baseball fans have gotten to experience in decades, and to be angry that Gomes and Buchholz suck now would just be kinda dickish, right?
So yeah, that just leaves the Buffalo teams. Don’t worry, this will only be tangentially about one of them, and also don’t worry, I’m not going to go on another “what does this all mean” post about the talent slowing ebbing away from Western New York; I may be in the- what, my town has THREE FUCKING AREA CODES?- but I still try to be as attuned to the Buffalo sports scene as I can without popping facial capillaries in an icy rage. All seems quiet with the Sabres, although that might simply be because half the fanbase woke up a month ago and decided being a Kings fan would kick ass. I don’t know, the draft is soon, plus there’s whatever washed up corpse the Sabres decide to sign in free agency and inexplicably make captain. There’s also the imminent Scott and Weber re-signings because the front office is so insecure in the team’s shittiness they need to make it obvious. Trust me, they’re shitty, you don’t need to push more Scott shirtsies on us to make us aware. Also, it appears the monkeys who run the marketing department at least figured there was no need to put out a “best games of the season” re-run series this summer because there were only two good games, one was on NBCSN, and the other is Miller’s last game which more people would remember as Steve Ott’s last game because again, half the fans of the team need not only a lobotomy, but a full brain scrambling with those tools from the end of Shutter Island.
The Sabres are a Terrible Pit of Sadness, So Let's Just Not, For Now - Barrister's Intermittent Footy Roundup
I'm attempting to remain upbeat by not thinking about our shitty hockey team and shitty local hockey media and how Mike Harrington needs a punch in the gunt and how Jesus Christ what if everything except Lindy was the problem and we're rebuilding with the wrong blueprint and this is all going to turn into a quintessential #becauseitsbuffalo fuckup that my son will have to live with through a lifetime of sport sadness steadily replicating the life I've led to date and the feeling of emptiness in my heart left by a missed field goal and foot in the crease and it'll just be passed on to a kid who doesn't know better and will surely love these teams too because he inexplicably thinks his dad is the tits and makes infallible decisions?
I just can't. Fuck. Dammit. Balls in the mouth.
So instead, I'm revisiting the bloggasuperfranchise that is my Intermittent Footy Roundup. See! It's been a long time! INTERMITTENT!!!! Ha. Words.
This is going to be a shockingly brief post for me - mostly because I have a wedding to continue getting ready for (just learned to tie a bow tie to complete the look with my seersucker suit....I'm handsome in an old-timey kind of way), but mostly because most of the news surrounding The Reds is complete conjecture. And, since my only sources on the EPL are a couple guys in Buffalo on Twitter, and the latest Google news searches, I'm going to keep this to what I know...which is basically nothing.
So, on to the footy.
With FC Buffalo off until next weekend, and USMNT generally making me want to puke out of frustration (a loss to Panama followed by scratching out a win against GUADALUPE? Even non-fans can probably guess that those are each embarrassing results). much of my attention has been focused on Liverpool and the deals being done and being contemplated at Anfield. Fans already saw that Dalglish was willing to make a splash during the in-season transfer window, as he parlayed the fee he received from Chelsea for a disgruntled and ultimately production-less Fernando Torres into the fees paid to secure Luis Suarez aka El Pistolero, and Andrew Carroll. While Carroll made only brief appearances due to his injury status at the time of the transfer, both players showed themselves to be settling into the "Liverpool way" by the time the EPL season wrapped up.
[Apologies for the shit quality of the videos....they're honestly the best you can find. Double apologies for the absurd music in the Suarez video. The British are a weird people when it comes to their musical tastes.]
Word on the interwebs is that King Kenny has been given an even wider latitude with the off-season transfer window. Giddy at the prospect of more and more big splashes though the summer, Liverpool fans have already seen good news over the past couple weeks. First, I give you Jordan Henderson, recent signing from Sunderland:
A regular on the U-21 English team, Henderson is a young homegrown talent that Kenny clearly wanted to get due to his youth, his quality and, well, because he's English. The EPL, I was surprised to learn, has requirements regarding the number of English-born players necessary to keep on a roster, and Kenny has been going over and beyond that with his transfer targets this summer. His stats aren't the most impressive I've ever seen, though his youth indicates that he'll likely keep getting better. Ideally, with the 38 game season, we could be looking at 10-15 goals from the kid. And with a midfield stacked with ridiculous veteran talent, I can't think of anywhere else that would foster Henderson's growth than Anfield.
Other transfer news has LFC rumored to be in on a number of other potential deals - 25 yr old French star Sylvain Marveaux, Serie A defender Christian Zapata (sign him now, please), AC Milan's Antonio Cassano, among others - though each hold varying degrees of likelihood. But, if you're like me, and you love the idea of increasing Liverpool's ranks with quality English talent, the guy you're chomping at the bit for is Charlie Adam.
With twelve league goals on a pathetic Blackpool squad that has since been relegated, Adam is looking to stay in the EPL this year by transferring to a new club. Even with the seeming overabundance of quality midfielders on the roster, Liverpool have been the front-runners in all conversations surrounding any potential move, though reports this week indicate that Aston Villa may also be looking to get in on this one and cock-block Kenny in his moment of triumph. Eff that bullshit. Get this done Dalglish.
Needless to say, a lot of exciting times to come over the next few weeks for the Reds. Hopefully the majority of big moves can be made soon, before July 1st. My head may explode if I have to keep track of both EPL and NHL transfers/trades/signings.
And, so this post will feel longer than it really is, another video to take us out. Cheers everyone, and have a fabulous and safe weekend. I'll see you all on the other side of twenty gin and tonics.
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"And It's Been A Long Way, But We're Here." The Outlander's 2015-2015 Sabres Preview
Scizz dies but set up emails to forward to his lawyers, so while I go through Ashley Madison notifications, and cease and desist letters from T. Swift (that Shake It Off cover was dope, though), here are your Week 4 Fantasy Football Diamonds & Fughazis
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