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Tuesday, May 1st, 2007

mediaroar loves a good drama.

Like us all, mediaroar loves tension, passion and nail-biting scenarios.

Step forward the Champion’s League semi-final! Where two loaded giants of English football battle for more money glory and a place in the final of ‘Big Cup’…

Big Cup

(mmm…shiny!)

mediaroar understands that each channel has their own way of doing things, and in general ITV Sport is certainly ok as a last resort watchable.

The promo’s run every 30 mins, the coverage starts 30 minutes early, and the presenters get ‘pitch-side’ at every fucking opportunity.

None of this bothers mediaroar. But a little coordination is probably in order chaps…

What do I mean? Well, for example:

Say the match has gone into extra time. Say the teams are panting, the managers are looking serious, and the dreaded draw for penalty takers begins. The commentators start to give insight into the psychological compl

Ad break!!!!

Ahhh yes, NOTHING but NOTHING can get in the way of our Sponsors! Take that Mourinho, you C*nt!!

Still, it was possible to follow (almost) all the excitement. After all, what could possibly be more important to ITV Sport than the big match??

moolah!

Grrrrr x

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Oh for the love of God…

Tuesday, October 17th, 2006


mediaroar has yet to finish his sandwich, and already I feel the urge to cry and commit violence. In that order.

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you simply can’t buy class.

Never mind the daily express readers who want to ban muslims, why not concentrate on one of the true horrors of our times…

At least Bob the Builder bothered to sing in tune. Does it get any worse than this?

grrrr x

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Monday, October 16th, 2006

The first day of the week, and mediaroar walked through the alarmingly warm autumn sunshine, keeping to his usual routine of coffee, paper, tube. Some like to walk their dogs through the park. Some like to take their morning newspaper over breakfast and radio 4. Some people even do ‘jogging’ , or, ‘yogging’…I’m not sure if it’s a silent ‘J’.

mediaroar rejects all of the above for the warm, humid ,aggitating melee that is the London rush hour.

I say ‘rush hour’, mediaroar actually got on the tube at 09:20.ahem.

This unintentional lapse in morning punctuality led mediaroar to adopt the very positive attitude of ‘If you’re going to be late, be late properly’. This gave me longer to read the weekend football reports in the paper, an experience that as a Spurs fan, is not always a pleasure.

‘What has the beautiful game got to do with this mediaroar thing?’ I hear you chirp. Well, the two become one thanks to this marvellous phenomenon: The Autobiography.

Ah yes, the ramblings, ponderings and experience-informed-conclusions to life are not just for people who have lived into their eight decade. Oh no, phrases such as ‘with a career lasting over 50 years ‘ do not feature on all autobiographies…


ah yes, classic examples of people feeling their own hype. Look at Rio. Look at him. He believes.

The written word is often quoted as mankind’s greatest acheivement. Whether or not the written word is greater than other milestones, such as theatre, art or webcameron is not for mediaroar to decide. Whether or not the two books pictured above are nothing more than a ludicrously materialistic representation of just how great the human ego is, is far more easily determined.

Ashley Cole spends what feels literally like an eternity whining about how Arsenal gave him no ‘respect’ when they awarded a pay rise 5k a week less than he wanted. How did he deal with this? Aside from moving to Chelski, he thought it best to tell all his fans about it, and charge them £18.99 each for the priviledge.

little Rio and Ashley have, unfortunately, forgotten that it is the team that keeps 50,000 people watching them every week. They would do better to concentrate on forging a lengthy career rather than presenting themselves as the messiah(s) now.

Is this unfair? People must care what they have to say, afterall 12 million people watched the painfully predictable antics of Sven’s ‘men’ in Germany over the summer. Old Trafford holds over 70,000 people every other week. Chelsea are the club that has got people talking, and watching, all over the world since good old Roman moved into a squat down the road. (mediaroar would like to make it clear, he is NOT shallow enough to hope that reports of the potential for divorce proceedings by Mrs Abramovich will be bad news for Chelsea FC)
Football is our national game, and the most played game in every playground, everywhere. Millions of people live and breathe football everyday.

So, how many copies has Ashley Cole sold so far?

3000.

oh.

There must be dozens of infinitely more interesting people -who can write their own books out there. There must be the next J.K.Rowling , scribbling over a cold coffe in Starbucks as I speak.
So what do the Publishing giants do to confirm the written word’s status as man’s shining beacon of acheivement?
They give us Ashley and Rio. By that act, they also manage to keeping pissing on my chips, the Bastards.

Still, 3000 is lot more than mediaroar could even dream of. In fact, 3 would be nice. But then again, mediaroar is not £18.99.

Grrrr x

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