It's now online - and the final one for 2007.
Thanks for listening this year - it's been great fun!
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Ill have a listen to this later.
Who won the prize? I picked 1-0 to the Phoenix with Smeltz scorer.
Pretty close.
Who won the prize? I picked 1-0 to the Phoenix with Smeltz scorer.
Pretty close.
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gold effort as always gents
www.kiwifromthecouch.blogspot.com
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Thanx 4 that Fellas
Its been fun to listen to
Whats up with the quality
HK_Keeper2007-12-21 18:59:59
Its been fun to listen to
Whats up with the quality
HK_Keeper2007-12-21 18:59:59
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yeah - i just listened to it and noticed the crackling from about
ten minutes in. will have to have investigated.
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I Picked 2-1
with smeltz,daniel!!!!and reinaldo to score
to bad daniel didnt score
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That song Piney dug up was the most obscure and ridiculous yet -
but brilliant at the same time. Ive been singing it to my kids.
they love it.
The lyrics are absolute quality (see below) - but im not at
all convinced Dupla Prague exists. cant find any trace of it. I
think it is subbuteo fantasy.
Band: Half Man Half Biscuit
Album: Back on the DHSS
Song: All I want For Christmas is a Dupla Prague away kit
There was one of a gang
who owned a scalextrex
and you couldn't afford one;
so he thought he was better than you,
and every day after school,
You'd go round there to play him,
Hoping to compete for some kind championship,
And it always took about 15 billion hours to set the track up.
And even when you did, the thing never seemed to work.
It was a dodgy transformer, again and again.
It was a dodgy transformer, again and again.
It was a dodgy blue mass, again and again.
It was a dodgy transformer, cost 3 pounds 10.
So he sent his doting mother
Up the stairs with the stepladder,
To get the Subuteoout of the loft.
It had all the accessories
Required for that big-match atmosphere.
The crowd and the dugout,
And the floodlights, too.
And you'd always get palmed off
With a headless center-forward,
And a goal-kicker with no arms,
And a face like his.
And he'd managed to get hold of
A Dukla-Prague Away Kit,
because his uncle owned a sport shop
And he'd kept it to one side.
And after only five minutes
You'd be down to ten men,
And he'd sent off your right back
While taking the base from under your left-winger.
Come to half-time, you were losing, four-nil.
Each and every goal, a hotly disputed penalty penalty.
So you'd smash up the floodlights
And the game was abandoned,
And the dog would bark
And you'd be banned from his house.
And your travelling army
Of synthetic supporters
Would be taken away from you
And thrown in the bin.
And now he's working
In a job with a future.
He hands me my Gyro
Every two weeks.
And me, I'm on the lookout
For a proper transformer.
Album: Back on the DHSS
Song: All I want For Christmas is a Dupla Prague away kit
There was one of a gang
who owned a scalextrex
and you couldn't afford one;
so he thought he was better than you,
and every day after school,
You'd go round there to play him,
Hoping to compete for some kind championship,
And it always took about 15 billion hours to set the track up.
And even when you did, the thing never seemed to work.
It was a dodgy transformer, again and again.
It was a dodgy transformer, again and again.
It was a dodgy blue mass, again and again.
It was a dodgy transformer, cost 3 pounds 10.
So he sent his doting mother
Up the stairs with the stepladder,
To get the Subuteoout of the loft.
It had all the accessories
Required for that big-match atmosphere.
The crowd and the dugout,
And the floodlights, too.
And you'd always get palmed off
With a headless center-forward,
And a goal-kicker with no arms,
And a face like his.
And he'd managed to get hold of
A Dukla-Prague Away Kit,
because his uncle owned a sport shop
And he'd kept it to one side.
And after only five minutes
You'd be down to ten men,
And he'd sent off your right back
While taking the base from under your left-winger.
Come to half-time, you were losing, four-nil.
Each and every goal, a hotly disputed penalty penalty.
So you'd smash up the floodlights
And the game was abandoned,
And the dog would bark
And you'd be banned from his house.
And your travelling army
Of synthetic supporters
Would be taken away from you
And thrown in the bin.
And now he's working
In a job with a future.
He hands me my Gyro
Every two weeks.
And me, I'm on the lookout
For a proper transformer.
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quality as per...although Piney claiming that Man City wouldn't
stay in the top four got me angry. I know where you live
Piney.
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Hi all,
We've temporarily pulled the podcast until we get it re-edited and lose the crackling.
Cheers
We've temporarily pulled the podcast until we get it re-edited and lose the crackling.
Cheers
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another quality podcast, Have downloaded the song aswell absolute
quality.
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legally or illegally? I'm sure Piney didn't get it from
itunes like he claims 
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last week heaps of people picked 2-1 to Nix with Smeltz, Daniel ,
and Reinaldo scoring. Not far off
Founder
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legally or illegally? I'm sure Piney didn't get it from
itunes like he claims
found it on limewire. searched itunes but couldn't find it.
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Where is it?......could only find podcast11
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How long does the crackling last for? Or is there a non crackle
version up yet? Great so far!
Normo's coming home
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[QUOTE=Ronaldunno]Where is it?......could only find podcast11
[/QUOTE
being re edited to eliminate crackle
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Non crackling edition should be online in around 30 minutes
according to CNUT.
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Non crackling edition should be online in around 30 minutes
according to CNUT.
i expect the non-crackling version is the one that would get approval from the heat foundation
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All online now! I'm in the Waikato painting my folks house so
didn't get a chance until now.
Enjoy!
Enjoy!
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All online now! I'm in the Waikato painting my folks house so
didn't get a chance until now.
Enjoy!
Enjoy!
I didn't give you time off!
Founder
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First one i've listened to!
Top stuff
ive got a song that wont take long, Adelaide are rubbish.. the second verse is same as the first.. ADELAIDE ARE RUBBISH
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i have to say these podcasts are brilliant, keep up the good work
yellow fever!! it really keeps you up to date with all things
phoenix. while we are at it, lets push for more coverage of the nix
in the dominion on the sports pages coz we only get a quarter of a
page and the rest is full of rugby.
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The DomPost is great to the Phoenix, and football in general.
Full page article on Terry today (specifically relating to the Phoenix).
Full page article on Terry today (specifically relating to the Phoenix).
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that was a good article btw, really good!
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That song Piney dug up was the most obscure and ridiculous yet -
but brilliant at the same time. Ive been singing it to my kids.
they love it.
The lyrics are absolute quality (see below) - but im not at
all convinced Dupla Prague exists. cant find any trace of it. I
think it is subbuteo fantasy.
Band: Half Man Half Biscuit
Album: Back on the DHSS
Song: All I want For Christmas is a Dupla Prague away kit
There was one of a gang
who owned a scalextrex
and you couldn't afford one;
so he thought he was better than you,
and every day after school,
You'd go round there to play him,
Hoping to compete for some kind championship,
And it always took about 15 billion hours to set the track up.
And even when you did, the thing never seemed to work.
It was a dodgy transformer, again and again.
It was a dodgy transformer, again and again.
It was a dodgy blue mass, again and again.
It was a dodgy transformer, cost 3 pounds 10.
So he sent his doting mother
Up the stairs with the stepladder,
To get the Subuteoout of the loft.
It had all the accessories
Required for that big-match atmosphere.
The crowd and the dugout,
And the floodlights, too.
And you'd always get palmed off
With a headless center-forward,
And a goal-kicker with no arms,
And a face like his.
And he'd managed to get hold of
A Dukla-Prague Away Kit,
because his uncle owned a sport shop
And he'd kept it to one side.
And after only five minutes
You'd be down to ten men,
And he'd sent off your right back
While taking the base from under your left-winger.
Come to half-time, you were losing, four-nil.
Each and every goal, a hotly disputed penalty penalty.
So you'd smash up the floodlights
And the game was abandoned,
And the dog would bark
And you'd be banned from his house.
And your travelling army
Of synthetic supporters
Would be taken away from you
And thrown in the bin.
And now he's working
In a job with a future.
He hands me my Gyro
Every two weeks.
And me, I'm on the lookout
For a proper transformer.
Album: Back on the DHSS
Song: All I want For Christmas is a Dupla Prague away kit
There was one of a gang
who owned a scalextrex
and you couldn't afford one;
so he thought he was better than you,
and every day after school,
You'd go round there to play him,
Hoping to compete for some kind championship,
And it always took about 15 billion hours to set the track up.
And even when you did, the thing never seemed to work.
It was a dodgy transformer, again and again.
It was a dodgy transformer, again and again.
It was a dodgy blue mass, again and again.
It was a dodgy transformer, cost 3 pounds 10.
So he sent his doting mother
Up the stairs with the stepladder,
To get the Subuteoout of the loft.
It had all the accessories
Required for that big-match atmosphere.
The crowd and the dugout,
And the floodlights, too.
And you'd always get palmed off
With a headless center-forward,
And a goal-kicker with no arms,
And a face like his.
And he'd managed to get hold of
A Dukla-Prague Away Kit,
because his uncle owned a sport shop
And he'd kept it to one side.
And after only five minutes
You'd be down to ten men,
And he'd sent off your right back
While taking the base from under your left-winger.
Come to half-time, you were losing, four-nil.
Each and every goal, a hotly disputed penalty penalty.
So you'd smash up the floodlights
And the game was abandoned,
And the dog would bark
And you'd be banned from his house.
And your travelling army
Of synthetic supporters
Would be taken away from you
And thrown in the bin.
And now he's working
In a job with a future.
He hands me my Gyro
Every two weeks.
And me, I'm on the lookout
For a proper transformer.
it's my first post so here goes
thats the info on Dukla Prague
As for Half Man Half Biscuit I eccommend anyone checking them
out a bit more there are plenty of football references scattered
amongst their songs
eg "The Referees Alphabet"
"1966 and all that"
" I was a teenage armchair honved
fan"
Ealy HMHB stuff is a bit mlore punky than later stuff where
Nigel's influnces started getting broader but all of it is
genius.
cheers
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hardcase
they seem to show classic 'iron curtain' pragmatism in their kit choice, with those home and away kits they would have saved a bomb on textile dyes
tigers2008-01-16 22:11:51
they seem to show classic 'iron curtain' pragmatism in their kit choice, with those home and away kits they would have saved a bomb on textile dyes
tigers2008-01-16 22:11:51
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