It’s my own tweeting heart…

If only Benty had seen Castro's warning in time...

Friday Newshound: Because every once in a while we actually bother…

#BadIdea
In case you’ve missed an Arab uprising or two this year, you’ll know that twitter has become a genuine force for democracy. Or something.

Indeed just this week, the daughter of Cuba president Raul Castro joined up in order to prove that the government weren’t all despicable commies, only to be greeted by a dissident blogger: “Welcome to the plurality of Twitter, here no one can shut me up, or deny me permission to travel or block my entry.” Too true, for five minutes later, Castro’s sprog responded by calling her many critics “despicable parasites.”

Scotland on the brink of success (but probably disaster)

England are going to win Euro 2012. They have played really well during the entire qualifying campaign and introduced a number of young players that have added a bit of skill and speed to the team. It doesn’t matter if Wayne Rooney is ineligible for the first few games. England can survive without him until he is able to play again after they romp the group stage.

Russian off the bench…

"I'll come on in five minutes boss I've got the 3am Girls to finish reading..."

Friday Newshound: because not everyone has spent the week sitting on their arse refusing to work…

Tony Pulis: Rent-a-quote
The lazy journalist loves nothing better than the rent-a-quote manager. They’re walking soundbites, making a hack’s job ten times easier. Ask them anything, ANYTHING, and they’ll give their opinion. The latest transfer gossip, the difference in class between the Premier League and the SPL, the global financial crisis – these guys will talk about any old shit.

Turkish delight…

With a bit of lippy and a touch of eye-liner, the Fenerbahce Ultras would not be denied...

Friday Newshound: Throwing analogies where they’re not wanted…

Loose lips sink ships
It’s around 2.00am on 10th April 1912, and the eight members of the Titanic band play their classical instruments as the unsinkable ship is minutes away from its desperate fate. As frantic passengers ready themselves for escape on lifeboats, it is deemed that only women and children should be worthy of salvation.

(not so) Super Sunday

The Premier League. The best league in the world.  Every weekend millions across the globe are huddled around their TV’s to watch the superstars of the game work their magic.

The long-term unemployed use a big chunk of their dole money to pay for a subscription to Sky, money that could be used on necessities like fags, crispy pancakes and bingo.  The street children of the slums of Brazil stop sniffing petrol-covered rags for a couple of hours to watch the games on TV through the window of the Favela drug-lord’s house. Chinese dissidents come out of hiding to sneak to the local pub, risking capture and being electrocuted in the face for calling the government ‘bum-holes’, just to see Premier League players in action – in the best league in the world! It doesn’t get any better than this!