Mighty Reds

Here's to the 'Pool, who reached the semi-finals of the F.A Cup yesterday by demolishing Birmingham City by a whopping 7-0. That makes it 15 goals in the last 3 games, hopefully putting an end to the constant press about our "misfiring" strikers. In case you missed it our scorers were: Hyppia, Crouch, Crouch, Morientes, Riise and Cisse (and one own goal). Next up is the second Merseyside derby of the year (I think I mentioned what this is before) on Saturday, and yes, I will be up at 7:30am to watch, even though I could easily record it and watch it at 10am. Why? Because you simply have to see it live.

To more domestic news, our indoor soccer season is going amazingly. We are top of the league and playing well, pulling out wins on bad days, and dominating on good days. Hopefully this time we can actually win a couple playoff games and get some silverware.

That, my friends is all.

Before I leave, a couple of quotes from one of my fav movies.

"Vincent: Max, six billion people on the planet, you're getting bent out of shape cause of one fat guy.
Max: Well, who was he?
Vincent: What do you care? Have you ever heard of Rwanda?
Max: Yes, I know Rwanda.
Vincent: Well, tens of thousands killed before sundown. Nobody's killed people that fast since Nagasaki and Hiroshima. Did you bat an eye, Max?
Max: What?
Vincent: Did you join Amnesty International, Oxfam, Save the Whales, Greenpeace, or something? No. I off one fat Angelino and you throw a hissy fit.
Max: Man, I don't know any Rwandans.
Vincent: You don't know the guy in the trunk, either."

"Vincent: Okay, look, here's the deal. Man, you were gonna drive me around tonight, never be the wiser, but El Gordo got in front of a window, did his high dive, we're into Plan B. Still breathing? Now we gotta make the best of it, improvise, adapt to the environment, Darwin, shit happens, I Ching, whatever man, we gotta roll with it.
Max: I Ching? What are you talking about, man? You threw a man out of a window.
Vincent: I didn't throw him. He *fell*
Max: Well what did he do to you?
Vincent: What?
Max: What did he do to *you*?
Vincent: Nothing. I only met him tonight.
Max: You just met him once and you killed him like that?
Vincent: What? I should only kill people after I get to know them?"