Curling | A 4yr Obsession

That thing where they slide on the ice and brush a bit of granite into a circle? Really?! Are you feeling OK? Yes, Yes I am. It’s my new obsession.

Once every 4 years, the Winter Olympics rolls into a snow covered town, and we are reacquainted with lots of sports that we couldn’t do in our wildest dreams, or even our nightmares. From ski jumping to speed skating, ice dancing to ice hockey, the brave, the elegant, and the crazy are rewarded for their skills and the courage in the pinnacle for winter sports. And there is one sport that floats so far off the radar you could be forgiven for thinking it had become extinct, but every 4 years, we sit glued to our screens with levels of knowledge and investment that we had forgotten existed and will do again. The sport? Curling!

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”I am the greatest”

aliI don’t tend to write posts about specific people, or about current events, but sometimes, something happens that makes you want to write and talk about something or someone. The death of Muhammad Ali at 74 is one of those occasions. Muhammad Ali was quite simply one of the greatest sportsmen that has ever, and will ever, live. He transcended his sport and became a household name, and his death is a tragic loss. Continue reading “”I am the greatest””


Liverpool was made for me and I was made for Liverpool

I have mentioned this before, but for those of you that don’t know, I am a huge sports fan. (For more info see I like Sportz and I don’t care who knows) My favourite sports by a country marathon is football and favourite team, in case you haven’t realised from previous posts, is Liverpool. I have followed Liverpool for as long as I have followed football, and sport in general, and many of my happiest moments are tied to momentous occasions in Liverpool’s history. Yes that may be pathetic, but that is how it is.

I can remember my first ever Liverpool football match as clear as anything. My earliest footballing memories were of Michael Owen scoring against Wimbledon, and against Argentina in the world Cup (I know, they are pretty good footballing memories to have as your first) and from then, I just wanted to watch Owen, play for Liverpool, at Anfield. It came on December 28th 1998, my Mum’s birthday, against Newcastle United. I can remember us going 2-0 down and being upset, and then watching Michael Owen score, standing on my chair and being completely drowned out as my little girl screams were lost in the crowd. A player called Riedle, who for the life of me I can’t remember except for this game, scored one, then Owen scored what turned out to be the winner and Riedle completed his brace not long before the final whistle. From then I knew I would never tire of watching Liverpool play. For a long time, I never saw Liverpool lose, or draw, not until I went to see Lazio play with my brothers. Continue reading “Liverpool was made for me and I was made for Liverpool”


I Like Sportz and I Don’t Care Who Knows

I know quoting a Lonely Island lyric title (I know I have changed the ‘We’ to ‘I’ for any avid Lonely Island fans) is a little bit corny, but it completely sums up my last few weeks. My blog has so far solely centred around my University education ending and moving on, and while that is all well and great, it’s not all I am about. I love sports, a ridiculously large amount. I follow a lot of sports reasonably closely, I’m usually pretty useful on a pub quiz team in the sports round, I even have a pair of sports related tattoos, so I am sure, if you take all of this information and think about it, the last few weeks have been unbelievable for me. Well, months really.

I don’t really know how far to go back with my sporting obsessions for the year, so I am thinking, brush over the fact that my favourite player became darts world champion for the first time, and that the Winter Olympics were awesome this year – especially as I was able to watch everything (the beauty of a European host city.)

I am a huge football fan. It is without doubt my favourite sport to watch, and the sport I follow most closely. I am a Liverpool fan (for anyone who doesn’t know me, and hasn’t read my bucket list, I would like to stand in front of the Kop on the Anfield Turf, and I would like to see them win the league.) This year was great, heartbreaking, but great. For the first time since I was born (my Mum always reminds me we haven’t won the league since the year before I was born) I thought Liverpool were going to go all the way, and even though we were pipped to the post by Man City at the end, it was great to see my local team back where they belong at the top of the league, and qualifying for the Champions League again.

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