El Zen

But FIFA rules say you can’t play for another country if you have played senior intl games, and there is NO WAY the Saudis can make FIFA change that rule is there? Oh…

Made plans to see GAIS at Gamla Ullevi tomorrow with @kristian1 and our boys. I just have to bribe Zen jr, for whom a game of football is akin to a visit to the dentist.

Don’t know, but there’ll be a lot of Spanish being spoken too. I remember watching a clip of Phil Neville coaching the team in training (hilarious, btw) and he used as much Spanish as his brain had allowed him to pick up from duolingo on the way there.

Yup. Litres per metric mile.

Totally agree. No money in the world could make me want to sportswash for a regime as horrible as Saudi.

Thanks. That’s always reassuring, though to be fair, I don’t. Not really. I know it’s not my fault. I’m not sure I’ll ever forgive his mother for it, though. I’m in a good place now and in a good, healthy, loving relationship, but having to watch my son deal with this shit? Worst thing in the world.

I’ll drink to that, older brother

Bedtime is seriously affecting my quality of living at the moment (always has, to a degree.) My 8 yo has always had a hard time falling asleep at night, but at one point he was fine being left alone and would make minimal fuss about it. Immediately after his mom and I split up last year, bedtime was actually kind of nice, as I’d let him stay in my bed and we’d read a book and have a little chat and a cuddle before he went to sleep. Some real quality time, which I appreciated in the midst of coming to terms with not having him every other week. Now, it’s completely out of control. He’ll get extremely restless as soon as it’s time for bed. He’ll run around, generally doing everything and anything but what he’s told, and if I ever so slightly raise my voice, he’ll get angry, sweary and physical. He hasn’t slept in his own room for more than a year, and he’ll take forever to fall asleep. By the time he’s asleep, I have very little time to myself, and if I try to leave the room before he’s asleep, he’ll get hysterical. On top of that, he’s become very, very stubborn during the day too, throwing massive tantrums at the smallest things and generally not listening to a word I have to say (routinely answering ‘I don’t care’ to any instruction or corrective.) Obviously the divorce has been hard on him, but I can’t (and wouldn’t want to) fix that. It just seems like a constant battle I can’t win, and I’m frankly getting a bit desperate.

It’s litres per 10km here.

I may look like Heinrich Himmler’s wet, Aryan dream, but my ancestry is fairly diverse. Can’t trace it too far back, but far enough to know that: - My maternal grandfather was half Romani. His father was of full Romani heritage, although it’s unclear to me when my ancestors stopped living as travelers. - My maternal grandmother was 1/8 Romani on her mother’s side. - My paternal grandfather was of Kven (ethnically Finnish) ancestry. - My paternal grandmother can trace part of her ancestry back to a French (likely Huguenot) line, whose name she (out of sheer vanity) added late in life. The rest is run of the mill Scandinavian (lots of Swedish on my mother’s side, far back) as far as I know. As far as class goes, my mother’s side is entirely proletarian from Oslo’s east side. My dad’s side hails from Finnmark in the far north, where his mother’s side identified as petite bourgeois and his father’s side would have been poor farmers and fishermen, but my dad definitely grew up working class too and by now my entire family is decidedly middle class.

I just try to think of it as part two of BOTW, and when I do that, I quite enjoy it. For all intents and purposes, they’re the same game.

Meatball is a beautiful human being and I won’t hear a word otherwise.

I can’t wait until my GF can move in with me (we’ve discussed it, and she will at some point.) Not that the money is the most important reason at all, but I’m sooo sick of paying on a £400k mortgage on my own.

«I’m an eight year old boy fully capable of reading a book alone in my bed and be quiet when told to, but I’m going to make you read to me and stay in my room until I fall asleep and talk relentlessly about Super Mario for an hour and a half before I do.» Get used to it

Just messing. You can be wrong if you want to

You’re wrong.

Yeah, for all the talk about Haaland and Ødegård, the 90s team was lightyears ahead. Full of high quality players from Europe’s top leagues, full of winning mentality and leadership. Many of them have gone into management and done well. It’s quite telling that the core of the RBK side that won 13 titles in a row got relatively few caps. Ronny Johnsen is one of the most underrated defenders of my time. I’ve met him socially once, and he did indeed seem like a likeable chap. Jeg elsker Norge selv

I was 11. I still remember that night like it was yesterday. Absolute madness.

I stopped worrying about big transfer fees a while ago. Prices are so inflated they’re almost meaningless. He’s got good stats in a top tier league, a full French intl, and if Emery wants him, that’s all I need to know.

Third tier Kjelsås are through to the semi final of the Norwegian Cup after beating second tier Raufoss. They’ll host Molde for a place in the final. I think it’s a lovely story (Norwegian third tier is amateur level, although increasingly less so) but I’m frankly disgusted by the lack of a pitch invasion at full time. Seriously. In the other semi final, Vålerenga will host Bodø/Glimt. In short, it will be a Molde-Bodø/Glimt final, which means the atmosphere for the final will be absolutely flat. Both sets of fans are laughably bad, and both clubs are utterly vile.

Venezia kits are so sexy it’s almost silly.

I disagree with all of that, but to the bolded bit: If you can watch his SNL audition tape and not at least give a smile, I’d be almost impressed.