Been there, done that
Saturday sees me get the train to Dublin, where the girls are so ...well, ugly actually. Most of them. If I were a U.S. political candidate my campaign would now be over, but as I'm not and I live on this moist sod of Atlantic turf I think I can say whatever the fuck I want, within reason.
The reason for my visit isn't girls anyway, it's the Ireland vs England rugby match. For those of you with little knowledge of rugby it's what American football was based on except it's not played with cissy helmets and headgear.
Foolhardy or cheapskates, you decide. Anyway, it's arranged through work, I'm taking 2 corporate guests who get the full corporate entertainment package £400/$800 worth plus hotel drink and transport. There's no room in the budget for me to actually attend the bloody (and it will be) match so I'll have to pick a Dublin bar and watch it on t.v. through a pint of Guinness. I lived in Dublin 20 odd years ago, it's changed much, the economy has grown from a poor 2nd world economy through the "Celtic Tiger" years and is now overheating. Drink costs a fuckin' fortune, I'll get a receipt, Coke is the hedonistic high of choice, and 1 in 5 people in the city are immigrants, mostly Poles and Nigerians and it's now an Irish caricature of itself.
Regular readers will know that me, work and drink seldom (read never) go well together. I dread to think what the weekend will bring. One thing's for sure, men playing with odd shaped balls will be the least of my worries.
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The only way I could see your weekend better is if you could buy a ticket from some scalpers and watch it in person...although I'm sure that the scalped tickets would cost you your balls.
I would love rugby, but it just hasn't hit mainstream here. Soccer is only now getting some attention, mostly due to the fact that Beckham and his robot wife have moved here. I love football. LOVE it. Although Mark and I get into fights during every game. I could never understand why football players lay on the ground after a hit, have all of the medical staff out there looking at his stupid ass, only to get up and be applauded as he WALKS off the field.
BAH! I am obviously making huge assumptions that I can do it better, look better doing it, not drop any balls, and not get hurt while doing it...
Wait. Are we still talking about football?
Have fun, Monty. Oh, I can't wait to hear about your adventures. Good thing you've made this private. I'm not sure your bosses would appreciate hearing about your adventures as much as we do.
Sarah, if you're interested... the match will be on BBC Radio five-live (go to BBC website, radio, five live)
live at 5.30pm GMT Saturday.
And that pouting automaton with the cheap porn burger-baps, Mrs Beckham...don't start me.
Yeah, footballers, no decorum, always trying to cheat. Give cheek to a rugby referee and you're off!
oh yeah, I'm reserving a time slot on Tuesday to read about your tales of travel (assuming your head is clear enough and fingers are limber enough by then).
Damn, I hope you don't do one of those blackout drunks. I'd hate to miss out on anything.
hahahaha that probably should have been "nimble enough" --
ah hell, by tomorrow at this time you won't give a shit what it says
junq, laters.
Hiya Monty! Nice new digs. And oh - I tried to visit the photos in your previous entry because I feel that I am not easily offended...and it said I have to sign in. So could you just describe them to me? :)
Have fun this weekend!!
I'll bet rugby fans would appreciate hockey. Lot's of blood, fights and men with no teeth.
I grew up in a house with brothers who fought constantly and there was usually blood to clean up. I'm not a huge fan of violence, especially when they are getting paid for it.
(I'm a lover, not a fighter) lol
Thanks for the invite! I've been so busy doing taxes for everyone that I've fallen behind on all my blog reading. I had a chance to 'kind-of' catch up with you. I will say, about your insecurity. It always amazes me that intelligent, funny, interesting people feel insecure, and how small things from our past can effect us so much. I've never read or seen anything about you that would justify being insecure. Have you paid attention to some of those other men out there? You've got much more going on than most! So... knock it off! lol
BIG HUGS, Steph
steph, welcome.
All, I'll update as soon as I can, not feeling sparky...
Dublin used to be a great place to drink but an awful place to eat (1980s). Is this still true?
laoch, still a good place to drink, a better place to eat. More variety and some better restaurants now.
The celebs would eat at Shanahans on Stephen's Green near the Shelbourne Hotel.
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