Somebody at The Mirror can't count. If you can stand to read Darren Lewis's oh so sincere article on Davenport and Collison without feeling the need to vomit, you might notice that Darren has forgotten somebody. Remember, it was The Mirror who, only yesterday, were writing Dean Ashton's footballing obituary. Mind you, thus far, it is only The Mirror and its sister rag, The Sunday Mirror, that has run that story in the printed press. To date, there is no word from the club or from Ashton himself, apart from Zola's reported denial. So why only a double tragedy? Yesterday Ashton's 'retirement' was a tragedy for player, club and country; how comes it now doesn't even merit a mention? Could it be that the story was untrue?
Now we run close to the wire on these blog sites sometimes but surely Ashton could take legal action against The Mirror if that story is unfounded? If there was any chance of a move to Stoke, that deal must now be dead in the water. Can national newspapers really announce a player's retirement from the game if there is no truth in the story?
I really hope the story is wrong and that Ashton sues the arse off the Mirror Group. And as for today's crocodile tears, well, in the light of recent events, they just don't wash do they?
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Astonishing! Your ability to indulge in self delusion is truly remarkable.
Yesterday, you were only too happy to reprint The Mirror's Ashton story and wallow in blaming Duxbury for hiding 'the truth' from the fans. Now, all of a sudden, The Mirror are the real culprits. Aren't you overlooking your own sorry contribution.
As always you're quick to pick up on bad news and reproduce it as gospel without a second thought, without verifying sources or seeking to check the veracity.
You should return to the Org. where your brand of negativity seems to hold sway thesedays.
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Friends of Duxbury.
What? Sympathy for one guy being stabbed and another guy losing his dad makes you want to vomit does it?
Sounds like you are the one who makes people want to vomit, you div. So obsessed with your own garbage that you can't even stop to see that some things are actually more important.
You are probably a sad man living at your mum's and writing your little blog in your bedroom.
Anyone with any sense will congratulate Darren for the article he has written.
1517, check out my article - I said IF true. IF true I stand by what I said. IF NOT TRUE I stand by what I have said here. I am pointing out a certain inconsistency in The Mirror's editorial team. Do you disagree on that point?
Terry, the article has obviously gone over your head. I have every sympathy for both guys and their families; I take issue with The Mirror announcing the "tragic" retirement of Ashton yesterday and then today seemingly forgetting that they retired the player yesterday. Do you not share my confusion or disgust at that inconsistency?
Oh, your duplicitous use of the word 'if'. Didn't think it would take you long to throw that at me.
This is reminiscent of hiding behind the word 'alleged' when all the time people are making it perfectly clear that they are only too happy to repeat whatever baseless, scandalous rumour they like.
As for The Mirror? Do you turn to The Mirror when you want an honest, trustworthy and reliable source of information? Probably not. The only journalist they ever had who was worth his salt was Paul Foot. Check out the journo that penned the Ashton story.
Friends of Duxbury
IF you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise:
If you can dream - and not make dreams your master;
If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools:
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: 'Hold on!'
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
' Or walk with Kings - nor lose the common touch,
if neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And - which is more - you'll be a Man, my son!
1708 Oh the duplicitous use of the word IF. One day you may be a man my son. But you will still be sadly brainless!
It will take more than quoting Kipling to stop you remaining a patronising, conceited, arrogant, self-obsessed, ill-informed fool.
Friends of Duxbury.
1752
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or being hated, don't give way to hating
Love you man!
One day you'll watch the things you gave your life to, broken.
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