Saturday 31st August 2019, 3.45pm (day 2,928)
The weather has been some rain, some shine, alternating every half an hour or so, for some time now. I like the way this shot catches the drops and also that charismatic tree in the background.
The weather has been some rain, some shine, alternating every half an hour or so, for some time now. I like the way this shot catches the drops and also that charismatic tree in the background.
I wonder whether now I have hit 50 that I am going to start seeing any aspect of the world differently. It won’t happen overnight of course, but maybe changes in my worldview will become more apparent. Here’s an example. I certainly understand this guy’s attitude rather more than I might have in the past.
More football, I know, but it was that, or stay in by myself on a lovely August evening and give you a photo of a bloke loading a skip outside my house. At least the rim-light is good on this one.
The substitutes and manager of Easington Sports FC look rather morose here but then again they are coming to the end of a rather limp 3-0 defeat at the ground of their hosts, Bishops’ Cleeve FC. I like this shot because of the pallette, the rustic hay bales in the background and finally because of their semi-formal, portrait-style arrangement. The ground has only been there since 2002, but there’s something timeless about it.
Union St Gilloise FC won 11 Belgian football championships before the rest of the country caught up (that is, before WW2); since then they have become a decidedly minor team in the landscape of Belgian football, but that doesn’t mean their fans can’t have a bit of fun on the first day of the season. And as a photographically-motivated tourist, I have to say, why the hell not.
It’s that time — the football leagues around the country all start getting ready for the start of the season, and so do we fans. It’s still the time of pre-season friendly, warm-up games, but this is the good time, as the slates are blank and anything is possible.
People have been very much in the background of the blog in the last three weeks, if they appear at all. There have been glimpses of a foot here and there, the back of a head.
Football has also been absent from the blog over the last three weeks, but hey, all close seasons must end, mine as soon as possible. The women seen here are the from Isle of Man team and are celebrating their win in the 2019 Island Games tournament final, 2-1 over Ynys Môn, also known as Anglesey.
The connection between these two absences may be coincidental, but I like it.
“And now we’re going live to the 2019 Blue Pig Race on the Hebden Water….”
“Yes Alan, the race is certainly reaching a climax this year, good water conditions but let’s remember what these competitors have to go through each year… a fearsome twenty-foot drop at the start and there are always casualties there… then the rapids…. look at the grim determination on the face of number 4!!….”
The football season comes to an end. At the very top, everything is won by those with the most money; at the lower levels, not necessarily. The Waiters Arms team in yellow shock their previously undefeated opponents, FC Panda, 2-1 to win the Mel Owens Invitational Cup on this sunny Sunday morning. You might not care, but 100 people turned up to see this.
Just because I am on the other side of the world doesn’t preclude me taking in the occasional football match. Thanks to my hosts for today, Green Gully SC (Soccer Club) for a very entertaining day at their patch of land on the outskirts of Melbourne, and well done to them for a convincing 4-0 victory that I am sure was faithfully reported on by the clutch of people huddled around this little contraption on the banking. If an event doesn’t have a media presence — did it even happen? (And I am part of this, in my own little way.)