Results tagged “Tim Cahill” from Liverpool Echo - Gwlad Tidings

Dear Kyle,

Hope you had a good weekend. You probably spent much of it weighing up the odds, and pondering the next step after your agent said Spurs were in for you too.

SOMETHING'S distinctly fishy about the outlandish (and terrifying) revelation that Chris Evans nearly bought us in the Nineties.

IT seems that while Marrouane Fellaini is fast winning over Everton fans, he still has some way to go with referees.

WATCHING England last night in their oddly starched looking 1950s style kit got me thinking of our imminent new Le Coq Sportif strip.

THE body language of David Moyes and Tim Cahill after last night's draw at Anfield was almost as satisfying as the well-deserved point.

I USED to think Guillem Balague was alright a few years back.
His insightful analysis of La Liga was always interesting and a million miles from the cliche-ridden garbage trotted out by ex pro's on most UK footy programmes.

WE NEED one thing almost as much as victory tonight and it isn't for the Yak (Zac Morris) to lock Screech (Fellaini) in the bogs five minutes before kick-off in a Saved by the Bell style prank, only for Mr Belding (Moyes) to come and let him, out right before the whistle goes.

TIM Cahill has copped a bit of criticism from the national press for his goal celebration on Sunday.
His emotionally-charged arms-crossed effort was a tribute to big brother Sean, currently doing six years for nearly blinding a fella in a scrap outside a Kent night club.

FIRST up, apologies for the blogging absence. I’ve been a little bereft of inspiration this week.
I’m not exactly bursting with excitement about the game tonight, but it will be good to see Steven Pienaar hopefully bringing his brand of sexy footy back. (Even if he does look a bit like a teenage girl from Tokky. Credit to WSAG for that one).

SO we’ll never get to see if Manuel Fernandes would have blossomed from a skilful if slightly raw talent into the next Vieira.
I’m inclined to ignore the Kenwright conspirators and blame this transfer collapse on agents, Benfica and the lure of Champions league football.

LOUD and positive noises were quite rightly made this summer when the best little Spaniard we know and Tim Cahill signed hefty contract extensions.