www.red11.org DAILY NEWS
Date: Fri Nov 06 GMT+00:00 1998
Mail: barry@www.red11.org
This Issue:
1. Buttercups, beerbellies and vic TOR ry
2. MAN UTD INJURY FEARS
3. How Bizarre!! Police investigate Sheringham trade hoax
4. CONGRATULATIONS SIR BOBBY
++++++=========+++++++========+++++++++========++++++++
Daily RED Trivia Fri 6th November:
6/11/1909: United win 3-2 at Bolton Wanderers with goals from Tom Homer 2 and
Harold Halse in a Division 1 game watched by 20,000. Team was: Moger,
Stacey, Hayes, Duckworth, Roberts, Bell, Meredith, Halse, Homer, A.Turnbull,Wall.
6/11/1940: Johnny Giles born in Dublin. Giles played mainly as a winger for United, making
his debut against Tottenham Hotspur in September 1959. He won an FA Cup winners
medal against Leicester City in 1963, and made 114 appearances between 1959-63,
scoring 13 goals. He won 60 caps for the Republic of Ireland. With Leeds United
who he joined for £37,500 in August 1963 he won several honours, including
League Championship medals in 1969 and 1974.
************
Barry Daily Comment:
RED KELLY personal match report today!
Pics at http://www.red11.org/miva/matchreports.mv
Click on Champ League Brondby H
Fergie interview from RED CAFE:
http://www.iol.ie/~redcafe/sounds/matches/fergie12.ram
************
Next 4 games:
Result/Fixture Index:
http://www.red11.org/mufc/fix9899z.htm
Sun 8/11 Newcastle (H) PL
Wed 11/11 Nott Forest (H) LC
Sat 14/11 Blackburn (H) PL
UNITED Stats v Newcastle:
http://www.red11.org/mufc/stats/vsnewcastle.htm
*** TEAM RESULTS - MANCHESTER UNITED ***
Date Opposition Score Pos. Attend.
--------------------------------------------------------------------
15/08/98 Leicester City Home D 2-2 11 55,052
22/08/98 West Ham United Away D 0-0 11 26,039
09/09/98 Charlton Athletic Home W 4-1 9 55,147
12/09/98 Coventry City Home W 2-0 5 55,193
20/09/98 Arsenal Away L 0-3 10 38,142
24/09/98 Liverpool Home W 2-0 3 55,181
03/10/98 Southampton Away W 3-0 2 15,251
17/10/98 Wimbledon Home W 5-1 2 55,265
24/10/98 Derby County Away D 1-1 2 30,867
31/10/98 Everton Away W 4-1 2 40,079
Table/Results 4/11:
Sep 16 Brøndby 2-1 Bayern München
Sep 16 Man Utd 3-3 Barcelona
Sep 30 Barcelona 2-0 Brøndby
Sep 30 Bayern Munich 2-2 Man Utd
Oct 21 Brøndby 2-6 Man Utd
Oct 21 Bayern Munich 1-0 Barcelona
**Nov 4 Barcelona 1-2 Bayern Munich
**Nov 4 Man Utd 5-0 Brøndby
Group D P W D L F A Pts
Man United 4 2 2 0 16 7 8
Bayern Munich 4 2 1 1 6 5 7
Barcelona 4 1 1 2 6 6 4
Brondby 4 1 0 3 4 14 3
To be played:
Nov 25 Barcelona v Man Utd
Nov 25 Bayern Munich v Brøndby
Dec 9 Brøndby v Barcelona
Dec 9 Man Utd v Bayern Munich
++++++=========+++++++========+++++++++========++++++++
"Are you Against the BSkyB takeover? Please Read! Click on image!"
Subject: Buttercups, beerbellies and vic TOR ry
Personal report from RED KELLY
It was an earlier than usual start for us yesterday as there were several
things to organise before the game and a small but joyful meeting to attend
in the pub at Salford Quays.
We had an unusually easy drive up the motorway which was a punctuated by a
couple or more phone calls including a mate of Mick's who was experiencing
marital difficulties plus a call from our ex Manc., Danish webmaster, Mr
Leeming who regaled us with bogus stories of loads of large Danish girls
dressed in yellow adorning the streets of Stretford - the buttercup belles
we dubbed them.
On hearing this titilating news I felt the surge of power as BDS put the
peddle to the metal so that we could be around the ground in good time to
experience these delicious Danish delicacies. Unfortunately, it was all an
elaborate hoax by our webmaster trixter and when we finally got to the
ground we found large Danes alright, but they were definitely not the
Buttercup Belles we were expecting. More like Beerbelly Beaus in fact.
Cold but undaunted we headed off for the pub to meet up with one or two
well known IIMUSA resistance fighters to have an input into the next phase
of activity which will no doubt be broadcast to all and sundry very
shortly. The meeting was both celebratory and constructive as we pored over
the previous week's events and pondored on the effect we seem to have had
on the Commons with 186 MP's now signed up for the Early Day Motion. That
in itself is a fantastic achievement which shouldn't be underestimated.
From there we made our way up to the ground and as has been said many times
before, the atmosphere for a Euro night is different. You can smell it and
almost taste it and not just because you're walking next to the sausageman
either.
The forecourt was heaving with daft Danes all in yellow - they looked like
Kwik Fit Fitters the lot of them. All totally pissed and mostly unable to
walk in straight lines, but all happy and wanting to hug everyone that
moved. So we stood stock still and preyed they'd pass!
In the ground everyone at our end was standing as has become the norm for
Euro ties. The irony is that the all seater rule was brought in
specifically for Euros when we are left alone to stand, but for Premiership
games we're repeatedly told to sit down. Madness, utter bloody madness!!
The atmosphere was pretty good for the first half and the Danes over to our
left were also in good voice but having drunk as much as they obviously had
I suppose that was only to be expected. We started going through the usual
repertoire for the first few minutes and then Andy was dragged back within
long range of the goal. Becks strode up to take the free kick.
Actually, we all thought he was too far out to try anything as audacious as
a shot on goal, but as he shaped up to take the kick I turned to Steve and
said, "he's going for this you know - cocky bugger!" And then from 35 yards
out the ball arced towards us and slipped under the hapless goalkeeper and
into the corner of the net. Becks even seemed a little surprised himself
and we just stood there going "blooooody hell!"
That set the standard for the game and for the goals to follow. It was as
if he was saying, "top that if you can" but what he didn't bargain for was
the fact that four others actually produced goals to match.
It was like a competition to see who could score the most spectacular.
United ran amok and everytime the Red tide swelled in the scoreboard
penalty area it looked as though it would wash the very colour out of the
Brondby shirts. Wave after wave of attacks followed and it was only a
matter of time before the next goal. Andy stepped over the ball, Dwight
side-footed through and Andy ran on to chip the goalkeeper. "Absolutely
bloody brilliant" We just stood there while we beamed in admiration as Andy
and Dwight did their old pals act right in front of us.
Next it was Phil Neville getting into the act rifling the ball through
after another superb move. He reeled away from goal doing an early
impression of Dancer and Prancer to Peter's Rudolph with a grin so wide it
had infected the rest of us in the crowd. IT was a mass grin, the biggest
grin in Europe. The Brondby faithfull who, it became apparent contained a
number of Reds, had decided to forget about the rape and pillage of the
United hoards and lay back and thought of Denmark.
The plundering boot was on the other foot and the first half was sealed
when Yorkie headed in the fourth from close range after yet another class
Beckham cross.
Poor Peter, we were feeling sorry for him down at the Stretford End. he
hardly had anything to do and was reliant on one or other of the defenders
passing back to keep him from turning into Mr Frosty. It stopped him from
melting the defenders with his quaint turn of phrase anyway - he was too
bloody cold!
And while we're feeling sorry for players, what about Dennis - he goes
full-blooded into a tackle and comes out with swollen brazils - oooooooh
nasty.
At half time below stairs the talk was of the 10-0 record and wether we
could equal this or even better it on our own ground this time. Under K
Stand was a sea of smiling faces and a longer than normal queue for the
bar.
The second half was not to be the dramatic record breaker we had expected
though, but that's not to say they didn't come close - missing several
chances.
Arguably the best goal and probably the individual effort of the night was
saved for last. Becks had tried a similar feet a little while before but
had ultimately curled the ball narrowly wide, but Scholesy found an
alternative solution. He twinkle-toed his way through the Brondby rearguard
and side-footed past the keeper. A truly superb goal which was greeted with
both admiration and relief. Not that we were worried about the result you
understand, but we were gradually losing the use of our bodies as the cold
was, shall we say - butt freezing.
And that was that the ref eventually put the brave lads from Brondby out of
their misery and we left the ground happy and even happier after hearing
the other results from around Europe.
So I metaphorically donned my jogging shoes and ran back to the car to get
myself warmed up again, but found myself hanging around in the freezing
cold for a good ten minutes before the others deigned to turn up.
Eventually BDS arrived with a tray of chips and gravy which helped to
re-heat my insides.
The journey back was different.
We belted off down the M6 from the 602 and very soon came across the first
of two sets of roadworks. The ever thoughtful transport authorities had
decided to drop the M6 down to a single lane and this on a night when a
number of games were being played in the area - and we all know how many
United fans live outside Manchester don't we!
The sausageman spoke for us all when he voiced his displeasure, but we drew
the line at actually wanting to "run the bastards over". Not just to run
them over, but to go back and do it again and again until "they became part
of the tyres". To be fair - the tongue was firmly in the cheek so I would
hate you to think ill of our companion!
We dropped him off at Knutsford and made up some lost ground until we came
to Staffordshire where we had decided to stop and fill up.
We pulled in to Keele services, filled up the car and went into the garage
shop to pick up some supplies for the rest of the journey. Shortly
afterwards a Red came in muttering about having seen David Beckham pull up.
"Piss off" said his mate, "stop winding me up". I'm sure it's him" said the
other. We looked outside but couldn't really see anything.
Mick disappeared from the shop leaving me and Nigel to make our purchases.
The freezing air hit me in the face as I stepped out of the door to spy a
black four-wheel-drive with darkened windows parked in front of Mick's car,
with two people partially hidden to one side.
I approached gingerly clutching my giant Mars Bar and recognised one of the
heads as Mick and the other looked remarkably like Becks. They weren't
exactly deep in conversation, as Mick was chatting whilst Becks stood there
just grinning.
It's a real shock seeing players under normal circumstances - in a service
area petrol station of all places. The tendency is to stand there with your
mouth dropping to the floor whilst muttering gibberish, but I wandered over
to them hiding my giant confectionery in my pocket and offered my hand for
shaking.
Trouble was he was holding the petrol pump in one hand and the petrol cap
in the other and had to find somewhere to put the petrol cap before
reciprocating. A bizarre few seconds elapsed as he fumbled to find a
temporary home for the cap - with me offering to hold it in my free hand!
I think I said something like "what the hell are you doing here" - as if he
hasn't got the perfect right to be there behaving just like any of the rest
of us normal non superstars!
He said he was on his way to London - but I suppose you guessed that! Nice
lad though, if you didn't already know. Apparently Fergie was well chuffed
with the result and even more chuffed with the Barca score.
Afterwards you think of all the things you could've said like, "great goal,
the season's kicked off well then, Simeone's a diving bastard isn't he, you
seem to be doing alright for yourself now though, nice car, nice
girlfriend, nice hair, any chance of a loan, fancy signing our anti Murdoch
sticker, wanna come to an IMUSA meeting" and so on.
Back on the road again we played spotting the Becksmobile as he drove past,
we drove past and he drove past again!!
Then Mick decides to phone the sausageman and brag. The phone rings,
sausageman picks it up and immediately says, "guess who I've just seen at
Keele services?"
"David Beckham we all shout at once" - sometimes you just can't win!!!
copyright RED KELLY 1998
"Are you Against the BSkyB takeover? Please Read! Click on image!"
"Are you Against the BSkyB takeover? Please Read! Click on image!"
Subject: How Bizarre!! Police investigate Sheringham trade hoax
MANCHESTER, England (Nov 5, 1998 - 13:32 EST) - Police
launched an inquiry on Thursday after Blackburn Rovers and
Independent Radio News were targeted by hoaxers who claimed
Teddy Sheringham had joined the Ewood Park club from English
Premiership rivals Manchester United.
IRN's sports desk in London received a fax on Thursday, purportedly
from Rovers secretary Tom Finn, which claimed Blackburn had
clinched the signing of England striker Sheringham for 1.3 million
pounds ($2.4 million).
The fax read: "Teddy will be travelling to Blackburn later today to
undergo a medical and finalise personnel (sic) terms. A press
conference will take place at 4 o'clock here at Ewood Park."
But when IRN phoned Ewood Park to check, they were told there
was no foundation to the story and the fax was fake.
John Anderson of IRN said: "We were suspicious from the start both
because of the fee and the fact that Sheringham's name was
mis-spelled.
"We received the fax at 9:45 this morning and what puzzled us was
the return fax number at the bottom of the so-called press release
was from Blackburn Rovers.
"Blackburn told us there was no truth in the story and the matter was
put in the hands of Lancashire Police."
A spokesman for Lancashire Police said: "Inquiries will be made by
our officers with respect of the origin of the fax. British Telecom
should be able to trace where the fax was originally sent from."
A spokeswoman for Blackburn Rovers chief executive John
Williams said: "There was no truth in this and it was obviously a
hoax."
It is not the first time that Rovers have been the unwitting victim of a
hoax involving an England international.
Shortly before his move from Ewood to Newcastle United in 1996,
Alan Shearer's name appeared on a passenger list for Manchester
United's pre-season tour of Italy.
News of Shearer's inclusion on the list caused speculation that he
was set to go to Old Trafford but it later emerged that the whole
episode was a prank.
"Are you Against the BSkyB takeover? Please Read! Click on image!"
Subject: CONGRATULATIONS SIR BOBBY
Old Trafford legend Sir Bobby Charlton is making his debut as a grandfather following the
birth of his first grandson. The United director's daughter, Suzanne, gave birth to Robert
Harry, who weighed in at 9lb 2oz. BBC weather presenter Suzanne is married to former British
tennis star Nick Brown. Congratulations to ourBBobby and all the family.
"Are you Against the BSkyB takeover? Please Read! Click on image!"
Pic Link today is http://www.red11.org/mufc/imusa.htm
Barry
J. Leeming Digest Prgram
by 
William
McArthur Canada
