The sun is shining, and football has finally been booted out of Downing Street – rejoice!

I always remember Blair’s phoney love of football and Newcastle Utd. That shallow insincerity pervaded his whole outlook onlife.

Actually the one thing that really impressed me yesterday was to see two polite, civilised men heading up our government. It makes such a pleasant change from the horde of barbarians that we’ve had to suffer for the last few years.

JohnRS:

Talking of polite civilised men, has anyone heard from that paean of etiquette Dee-Luded Dave?

@assegai

‘that shallow insincerity pervaded his whole outlook on life’

Very nicely put assessment of the Charlatan Blair! I don’t suppose that God is fooled by his smug devotions either.

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I never quite understood how celebration of sporting achievement should be the domain of the politician. Why are they there? Surely a national achievement is the monarch´s territory.
No worries this summer however. The England team will soon be on its way back home and we can all celebrate the fact that we think we´re good at it when in fact we´re complete crap.

Couldn’t agree more. If it’s not hunting or shooting gypsies in the back, it’s just not sport.

Now this is something I CAN agree with.

At least John Major had a genuine love of cricket, which is not quite as crass & thuggish as “the beautiful game”.

Are you saying that all Cameron’s interviews in the football press are insincere? (Aston Villa till I die, cos my uncle was chairman, etc.)

Quite.
The very worst excess of New Labour was that giant white football they built on the south bank.
It’s only two dimnsional, you fools.

Do you think Arsenal FC would take politics out of football, then?

I’m tired of them bugging my PC ‘in the national interest’.

I for one cannot wait for the day we see Clare Balding presenting Polo Chukka of the Day from horseback on a Rupert Murdoch-controlled BBC.

Stopthismadness

That better not be sarcasm, cos Clare Balding is the tv’s toppest bit of stuff since Princess Margaret.

John Major supported Chelsea.
Fortunately, they haven’t played football since 1973.
Ahahahaha…

Football? It’s for foreigners and poor people. Cameron will have no truck with it.

By the way, doesn’t George Osborne look like a delicious little pud-socket in his suit? I’d lick him until he yelped out every name in Debretts!

Mumbodjumbo, I mean that with not a touch of sarcasm. I’m an absolutely huge fan of Clare-Who-Dares. In fact, I heard a cheeky little rumour about Ms Balding and the dear Princess Margaret, and an incident behind the Pimms tent at the Badminton Horse Trials in 1993. Although now I come to think of it, it was less a rumour, and more of an opium-induced dream. Still, makes one think.

Further proof that somehow this paper is more out of touch with vast tracts of Britain than the new Government is. New Labour didn’t turn football into a quasi-religion. It is a quasi-religion, or a teenage obsession, for hundreds of thousands of people from all corners of the country (mostly those dreaded aliens the working class). Cameron has no interest in football. Infact he has no discernible interests in anything beyond retreating the state.

And, btw, do you really, genuinely feel comfortable criticising “the tabloidisation of Labour?” It’s going to be great watching most of the national media, yourself included, impotently attempt to regain some notion of autonomy after becoming a Tory campaigning pamphlet for the last two months.

I agree with the underlying cut of Brogan’s jib. Football is for common folk, those in moral and financial squalor and above all; guttersnipes. So what if we’re Tory and look down on people, at least we wouldn’t be caught swilling cheap French lager and shouting profanities at foreigners? Ok, perhaps the second part, but why can’t a politician just thoroughly bloody-well come out and declare ruggers as the national game?

As I sit on the balcony of Putney Rowing Club sipping on my verve clicquot, I can’t help but squawk at the guttersnipes across the river, stampeding to get into that ghastly eyesore of a stadium.

Certainly made me think. Think long and hard. Although it’s hard to see who would be the mindy to the other’s mork in that delicious proposition.

God awful vagabonds.

Must be great for you lot to be able to express how you really feel about the country now.

And PRguru, I’m guessing it’d be better to sip Peroni and engage in a polite bit of vanilla racism eh?

You bet it is ratpack.

Those Labour ruffians stamped down on us Princess M and Clare B loving, rugbyball chucking, pimms sipping, year seven fagging, fox chasing upstanding men and women for too long.

Well no more! Thanks to DC and Gideon we are liberated, and it’s chamakhing me feel atop the world.

As Chuck Schick was saying to me at the yacht club, just last week, association football is the crystal meth of the people.
They can’t get enough of it. They’re every waking moment is dominated by thoughts of how they can wrap their lips around that sweet glass pipe.
Although, as Mr Schick so correctly said, at least it keeps the criminal classes under the watchful eye of the police.

Your yacht club allows someone called Chuck Schick? Preposterous. Is he jewish? He’s probably from New York, with absolutely no heritage or standing among the Party.

You should really come to mine, it’s far more exclusive, run by a lovely fellow called Clive.

When I was a schoolboy at Sherborne Boys in Dorset I had a slight arrangement with a state-school type. In order to please her family, I sacrificed one Sunday to go on an excursion to the watch the local football club, Yeovil one seems to recall. Unfortunately it was with her preposterously pitiable buffoon of a father and inept brother. Yes, it was barbaric.

It was thoroughly ghastly, I do say. It was like a hoard of cattle in a hollow stadium, raging like they’ve just found out they’ve caught BSE and they’re for the fire. Thousands of beef-burger swilling morons, manifesting their lack of mental stability, no thank-you.

Deary me, I’d far rather indulge in a rip-roaring hunt on a Sunday, followed by mother’s roast, but I bet Labour hold a grudge against gravy as well.

dmumbodjumbo1 it’s hard to shoot gypsies in the front unless you actually catch them red handed before they bolt. They’re a bit like hares though. They move relatively straight and slowly over the first 50 yards before they drop the dvd player and pick up speed.

Well at least under a Conservative administration we shall hopefully have seen the last of Tiger Woods and his sort playing on our golf courses. He is a menace to our women, as his sort find it impossible to restrain their baser urges. Just because his brother is President of the United States, it seems he has developed ideas quite above his station. A little exclusivity please, Mr Cameron!

Well said stopthismadness.
But what in the name of all that is holy is Mr Cameron thinking of by appointing MRS Theresa May as Home Secretary. What happens each month at the ladies private time? Hordes of immigrants rushing in through the back door.

Mikehunt

While Mrs May (and while we’re at it – hubba hubba) is not ideal, the other option is yet another poisonous liberal infiltrating our inner sanctum. And the last time a liberal infiltrated my inner sanctum I couldn’t sit down for a week.

This is just pathetic snobbery. Singling out football – I couldn’t give a stuff whether the PM likes football or not. It’s hardly as though Cameron is above cheap PR stunts to get on the latest bandwagon, be it polar bears or the changes to the offside rule.

Brown was actually a genuine football fan, although he never made an issue of it politically. Are you going to praise him for that? Thought not.

By all means advocate a policy where the government decides a ministry for sport is a complete waste of time, and no business of government. I’d go for that. But if this is the best thing about Cameron, Britian really is in trouble.

You’re all barmy, d’you hear? Mad, stark, staring loopy. And the only reason Theresa May is now Home Secretary is because one required a servant who could carry out secretarial duties whilst at home.

NickinFrance – the Ministry of Sport can’t be abolished until the Hunting Laws are repealed. What do you think we all cast our votes for?!?

I worry that Mrs May is a lady in her mid-50s, and as such, might fall prey to the weakness of mind and descent into irrationality that affects ladies “of a certain age”. When there is capital punishment to be reintroduced for littering and soccerball fans to be herded into containment camps, what will happen if she has a hot flush and runs of with the immigrant pool boy? We’ll be facing mass breakouts from prison and spontaneous soccerball matches and fights in the streets. Most of the problems in this country can be traced to the twin evils of melanin and oestrogen

I just hope that pathetic del-boy want-to-be Alan Johnson is going to try to schmooze Mrs May. “Shadow this, Alan”.

prguru
I think you’re getting your wires crossed.
Wasn’t Al Johnson the chappie who sang about his mammy whilst pretending to be an immigrant

Do you play soccer or football?

Agreed Ben – the only thing worse than socialism is football.

Ben
Seems you’ve attracted the lunatic fringe here.

AND our Mandy has been VERY quiet today on ALL subjects!.

Benedict Brogan write about David Cameron supports team
Aston Villa, but there’s was no teenage obsession in him?
Do you know Mr Brogan not all teenager are same, we all
differ, I remember my chilhood, my mum knitted me a Oxford United scarf, but I never worn it, because those who shows, who or what, they never do anything right?

Dear David Cameron is a real Champion of Britain and as
I wrote this millions time my hero!

It’s not because he is leading Tories, but because he is leading britain!

Furthermore, I must have written millions time, that the David Cameron is Origional, unlike those dressed in
sheeps clothing, but underneath they are leopard?

I will go on repeating good qualities of good politician, who is not bound by it’s wretched party, and he put it’s Country before party!

And here he did just that!

So, I would say thank you dear Dvid Cameron,my God be With you, to put people before politics! thanks:-
Ken Tiwari

Whatever its flaws and the misfortunes ahead, I am glad this new government is made of gentlemen, not players.

Football became Britain’s fetish under New Labour, Old Stalinism: bread and circuses for the trusting public, easily duped, and pick pocketed by the ’socialists’ who gifted parliament unprecedented levels of inflation busting pay, perks and index linked pensions under a Labour majority which now enjoys the privilege of the title ‘Her Majesty’s Loyal Opposition’, even though it has crushed this country with more public and private debt under its 13 year mis-rule than the total since the 17th century.

It’s a game of two halves, mate. Parliament vs the People.
Score: 1-0

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