Author: Edward

Down With The Champions League!

He puts in a heroic performance every week on this site, drawing “Shit Shot Mungo”, but Twohundredpercent’s artist in residence, Ted “The Neck” Carter, has worked himself up into an impotent fury over what he sees as the desecration of the European Cup. There is plenty more Ted The Neck here. Today’s YouTube match, by the way, features Watford beating Arsenal 4-2 in November 1982. When writing something for someone else’s blog, it’s usually best to keep things factual, balanced and objective. Otherwise, there’s a danger that your personal feelings or opinions will be absorbed into the prevailing orthodoxy, which risks confusing or alienating your host’s regular readership.  So at this stage, I should like to point out that this is very much my opinion and does not necessarily represent the normal editorial line of However, it has to be said that the UEFA Champions’ League is stupid and useless and needs to be spayed. This season’s semi-final match between Manchester United and Arsenal will be the ninth time in the 53-year history of the European Cup competition that a last-four game has been contested between two clubs from the same league as each other. The initial two – in 1959 and 1960 – saw the defending champions Real Madrid facing off against Atletico Madrid (runners-up to Real in 1957/58) and then FC Barcelona, champions in 1958/59.  Tellingly, however, the...

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Review: The Damned United

I have been a little unwell over the last twenty-four hours so, in lieu of being able to write anything myself, I wrapped our usual cartoonist Ted Carter in mittens, a warm scarf and his favourite duffle coat, and sent him to the cinema to watch the film version of “David Peace’s novel, The Damned United”. He came back with this report and a drawing at the same time. With a bit of luck, normal service will resume tomorrow. David Peace described his 2006 book The Damned Utd “another fiction, based on another fact”.  Tom Hooper’s film The Damned United, out on general release last Friday, is probably best described as based on another fiction, based on another fact.  The 93 minute film is altogether brighter and breezier than the book, dealing much less with the psychological darkness or the beginnings of Clough’s slide into alcoholism and focusing instead on the Brian Clough of legend. In fact, it is most unhelpful to try and think of the film in terms of comparison to the book.  The film could not possibly hope to match the breadth or texture of Peace’s extraordinary text.  Rather than Raging Bull, then, this film is better described as Moby Dick – the story of Brian Clough’s all-encompassing, damaging, obsession with beating Don Revie and beating Leeds United.  To that end, it touches on certain aspects...

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