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ASSE

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All Etienne, he likes football or not, or is completely indifferent to the activity described as sporty, has a sort of third eye for the scores of the weekend. He knows. It smells.

But what?

Long ago, in a country of anthrax and fat land of mountains and dark woods acids, where the sun even dared to venture, there lived a race of moles. Here, after a day or a night of exhausting work in the bowels of the world, all looked alike: They emerged black, exhausted and happy with their crop cock. Poor and isolated, they had little distraction in their little valley bristling with wells and covered with dust. He had only two things: hope and football. This gave the ASSE (that green, and it's a football team).

Each year, from August, the return of paid vacation, spent in the country just above the city, they said in a Loire Haute, beetles ( their name with another mole) brought back potatoes and moult predictions for the new season ahead. Not fall, as would the cyclical time, but the other cyclical time, the only one that went on in this remote corner of the world, the season's first division (yes at one time not so remote, the Ligue 1 s' called first division is for children requires make them a little history).

potato field, "said Colorado Field, renamed Stade Geoffroy Guichard in 1932

The prognosis was always the same: this year we will be champions. By 11 times already, they had managed the feat, which animated the hearts and warmed the body (with the help of a few drinks and a few songs though). And 6 times, they had the Cup, that of the revenge of the small and non-degrees on the great of this world (football that is).

Years passed, and like all older worlds, the valley of moles changed. The chimneys were silent, the streets were empty, people terrèrent in their homes and in their misfortune. They had closed the wells, and nobody had to work. Nobody was working, and idleness invited himself. Idleness invited himself, and shame settled.

Except Saturday evening, where hope and pride reborn as a phoenix from the woods, er of this city, ever green, ever more spikes, and the songs and cries, and victory!

Everyone struggled to once a week, the deep valley again, moles flocked from all the galleries, and even other, mountains or countryside, were added to whoop, they thought. Yet it was the swan song, that of Tchaikovsky, who died at the end of the day in a long heart-rending wail.

discord and defeat came by a simple object, stupid, an ordinary object that nobody could have suspected: a slush fund. The fall began to never end, and like an animal in agony Valley was taking twists and turns, the worm in the fruit, it began to rot.

Since then, no one dares to throw into the compost, and all the months of August, the return of paid vacation, spent in the sea near a king is said Grau, ducks bring their palms and moult forecasts for the start of the Ligue 1 ahead.

Predictions are always the same: we will continue this year. For 5 years now, they manage the feat, after several hypothermic cardiac arrest and shock. And waiting for better days, they to tell a story, always the same story, their history, that of a cup with square posts, that of a legendary man-panther came from foreign lands, that of an angel that was green. To find, perhaps, one day, hope and pride of a forgotten valley.

Elements archaeological evidence of the historical reality of some of the characters Conte Valley of moles , better known as the Green Legend.

That's the story, we arranged to put a lot of pathos, because the reality is even more cruel. So each Etienne, at the time the game will start, hope this time it will be less worse.

This year, it is certain that it is better not to have the radio, should be avoided whenever possible Vandroux Jacques, the Stage 2 and other Téléfoot are persona non grata (but they still exist emissions ), and that Saturday evening or Sunday afternoon, it is necessary even mandatory to have something very important to do.

Unfortunately, when Monday morning comes, and we're going on his hotmail box, it always falls on the news, and always at the forefront, before the wars, the Depression, the purchasing power of the blunders and the wanderings of Ministers of Our Beloved Sovereign, insolvency social, environmental, it was the result of the Ligue 1. Wholesale. Very very big. In too too big. Beaten 3-0 by PSG. The PSG! This team has the team name! That is what football is Alzheimer aging humans: the promise of perpetual boredom which we have absolutely conscience and not until death ensued, by shitting all over the world.

And then we remember that the last time the ASSE has won something, it was the League Cup 2, and PSG or anyone else, there is no What do the devil. Then Saturday, December 19, when the bells ring 21 strokes of midnight, while St Etienne, he likes football or not, or is completely indifferent to the activity described sports knows it is time. He thinks the epics of old warriors, think of it vaguely as Cinderella are always in rags with a pumpkin that she can always make au gratin, it is always to win, and curse the OM, because they have too much money, they are too Southern, they are the fart too and that's what these leaders there, strip Mafia!

And on Sunday or Monday, because changing the coach and the athletic trainer is not enough to make a non-team a team, we will be fine internet.

I bet for a draw: 1-1.

Proud Son Poems Quotes

TRIBULATIONS AN UNCERTAIN

Iain Levison / Tribulations of a precarious
A Working Stiff's Manifesto
Liana Levi - t: Fanchita Gonzalez Batlle

A kind of bedtime reading for those who are insecure, enquiller rotten jobs and poorly paid despite a degree or more, especially in areas where everybody cares, including yourself. Just think back to Down and Out in Paris and London, eventually recover quickly from the U.S. from the late twentieth century and the Europe of the 30s, well, there was as it were of improvement ... The great merit of Levison's book is still to come to make you laugh situtations that are very similar to yours, and you are Moderately day you esclaffer, jobs hopeless, colleagues from the moment that you see as a threat then you are just mouth-hole of the month, hours of "training" for a non-paid job which is the time of the so called training, scheduling and the insane number of hours that you agree (because right away you're not really able to negotiate) but remain invisible on the payroll, the urge to go 2:08 p.m. without warning and never go back , and every day, read and review offers constantly claims to lower your ... But in fact, what claims? It's like the Mikado is a hand to take a mindset to acquire, a stimulating experience to live.

Can You Excercise With An Enlarged Spleen

SONGS OF LOVE 2007-2009

2007. Theatrical release, leaving the dark room, is bathed in a sweet melancholy after a film that attempted to approach the complexity of human relationships and their hilarious imperfection. Love, grief, parents, children, commitment, sentimentality. It could have been a trifle these songs of love, if the characters do not spend their time to upset the tempo. As in

Demy, since the film calls them openly, taking the impossible and improbable traveling Genevieve and Guy in the streets of Cherbourg , the tracking shot that kills and contrasts with a serious moment in history, as in Demy therefore, the characters intersect, intertwine, are body, leaving, always fail to be Overall, say something and do the opposite, in short we get lost we like it, we're happy.

At the time of Demy, Guy went to war in Algeria , Genevieve despair, while wearing his trenchcoat beige and black headband in her hair perfectly brushes, was the provincial France of the 60s, where women selling hats and the men were mechanics cars, they met, were making plans, it folded a few months, except: War, this crap.

In 2007 at Honore Julie wears a white coat and a gray scarf brush Jacques Dessange perfect, requires proof of love Ishmael, and yet they all make promises of love, Paris is France 2000s, where women and men lawyers are publishers, they are met long ago, have no real projects, and since it lasts eight years, the couple try to three, so this expression is an anomaly, except: Death, this crap.

As in Demy too, the characters go about town, from Bastille to Montparnasse, Montparnasse of to Chateau water through the Park Nursery, Genevieve would like Garage Guy's store and his mother dancing in the corner, or at Mr. Dubourg the jeweler. Where Demy described the premises by color (which has a card Cherbourg, Nantes or Rochefort top ?), Honore recites Paris neighborhoods as a kind of sums up our collective heritage and imagination. Very imaginative when it is known that Bastille, Montparnasse Chateau water is an unlikely path, except if it was the day ahead. As always in these films Capital, the characters take a taxi or travel by foot, it's film, we follow the boulevards, it leads to places under the gray sky of Paris, there is free his movements, the city is a character in itself. Besides the nightly journey of Ishmael and alcoholic all signs he meets him and guide him recall the possibility of love, the Breton Montparnasse to the apartment of the young and "small" Erwann , which he eventually surrender.


In 2007, Love Songs are voluble and seriously light.

2009. The opportunity to review the film, and the state of mind that can go with. The film, one before, going slowly to the door. Judgement on the details of the thousands of details that converse with the characters constantly and in 2007 were only contextual. Details surrounding the characters but does not concern them, they never mentioned it, they never n'interragissent , they are like a radio on his background and news. Means the Paris of 2007, which unfolds a story as old as the world, the accident scene as this trivial variations of love.

Paris 2007 is everywhere in Paris Winter-Spring 2007 is everywhere, as they say a collection of ready-to-wear, and the actors actually have the air of glossy mannequins, bohemian chic Parisian or Stripes Armor Lux province. During the parade, another Winter-Spring 2007 puts on a show, it will be remembered suddenly, we jump in the figure, that of presidential, and it's like a second bereavement that appears in more than Julie, a poster PS, another of a president who is not even the Chinese X , Paris Bastille still Strasbourg-Saint-Denis , the turning of a plane, a replica of the characters on the terrace of a cafe in the middle of winter, which kindles a vogue and you catch yourself saying "I am forced to stay outside, it is because of the animal," and indeed a few moments earlier, on the screen before the tragedy, we saw a concert in a smoky coffee completely .

So it's not so much the smoking ban in pubs and restaus amazes us, everything has been digested, integrated, health, cancer, passive smoking is a consensus, that amazes is a sense of aimlessness in full view of Paris before May 2007. It's raining and it's cold in the film, but this winter there seems comfortable and reassuring, it gives the desires of a better tomorrow, as everyone in the movie, cry, laugh, quarrel and reconcile, die and live again song.

Love Songs in 2009, they would have done without BO Without music, without any of that stuff is incredible that some notes interspersed with silence. They are a social chronicle, where there would be blah to cover the helplessness and defeat, lies and bad faith, everywhere in the media every day. The crisis would have gone there, Julie committed suicide, Erwann would have been beaten, Ishmael spent his path, and instead of the gray winter sky, it would have been entitled to the neon tube that illuminate the desires inflicted by 3 in 4: a holiday to Seychelles on credit devenirradin.com Carrefour prices even lower.

Jacques Demy said making films in singing, Honore we redid the scope of the cake with the daughter of Deneuve , Garrel with half lives sister of our first lady, like a loop perfectly curled. But like all the rehearsals, everything has changed in the meantime, love stories have faded into the background, the sweet melancholy least hope we have left in the gloom. In 2009, it is our lives we have sold off. It Gauchet that meets Demy and Honore came the time of disenchantment.