<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742741</id><updated>2011-07-15T00:40:34.897Z</updated><title type='text'>The Consortium</title><subtitle type='html'>We, The Consortium, are a mixture of fans, businessmen and sports people who believe we can bring Bury FC to the forefront of English &amp; European Football. Current members are Pete Zaparla, Arne Uldiron, Abram Romanovic, Del Starbuck, William Christopher, Jimmy Fazakerly, and Wim Bonus. Media manager is Anna Kins. What are we up to? Read on ...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconsortium.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconsortium.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>RED @ MMU</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>162</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742741.post-116670745888035069</id><published>2006-12-21T13:23:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-12-21T13:25:43.586Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hej! And a big Arne stylee Christmas greeting to all you crazy FC Berry fans. As you may have seen our Consortium has finally given up with Giggland and moved our attention to the Magic Roundabout in Swindon. FC United Berry seems in, how you say, well hands these days and will not be needing our expert inputOur last move will be to send Dmitri round to FA Headquarters to have a word with that </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/116670745888035069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/116670745888035069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconsortium.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116670745888035069' title=''/><author><name>Arne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17002343891875950655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742741.post-115709577846931123</id><published>2006-09-01T07:28:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-09-01T07:29:38.480Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Greetings all you crazy FC Berry fans, and a special big Arne stylee hej! to Berryrules from the messageboard. That boy will go far!Reading through some recent stories on the FC Berry website I am coming across goal machine Matthew Tipton telling us to Lump on at Ladbrokes for him to be FC Berry’s top scorer this season. Now as a self made mega-mogul old Arne knows a sure thing when he sees one. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/115709577846931123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/115709577846931123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconsortium.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115709577846931123' title=''/><author><name>Arne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17002343891875950655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742741.post-115645869898710620</id><published>2006-08-25T07:30:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-08-24T22:35:58.756Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hej long suffering fans of FC Berry!My how you say dressing room molar Lee Burrow is still faxing me team news but up until now I have been too depressed to post them. But I am hearing good reports about the match on Tuesday and perhaps things are now looking up for FC BerryLee has written “Tossers!” against half of tomorrow’s team against FC Grimsdale. I see Mister Casper is back in goal. If FC </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/115645869898710620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/115645869898710620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconsortium.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115645869898710620' title=''/><author><name>Arne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17002343891875950655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742741.post-115641567282711624</id><published>2006-08-24T10:22:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-08-24T10:44:51.640Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Howdy y'all, darn fine to be back. Germany was a blast, yes sirree, all those fine ladies in lederhosen, fair got muh blood a boilin'!But enough of this hog rasslin', down tuh business. Dmitri has been sent to Poland to infiltrate a number of pesky organisations we believe to be in need of some serious PR and staff training. He reports that operation "TonyD" is proceeding well. Our chief </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/115641567282711624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/115641567282711624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconsortium.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115641567282711624' title=''/><author><name>Del Starbuck</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742741.post-115589681981667770</id><published>2006-08-18T10:13:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-08-18T10:26:59.826Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ta daaaa! We're back! How exciting is this? The Consortium have been having some real jollies in Germany; we all met up for the World Cup, which was sooo exciting, and us girlies all got together to form the Consortium Consorts, Underlings, Partners and Sweethearts (C-CUPS). There was me; Wim's wife, the lovely Eejsta Bonus and her two year old daughter Chreejstmas; Rusty and Heepa Uldiron; and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/115589681981667770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/115589681981667770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconsortium.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115589681981667770' title=''/><author><name>Anna Kins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03407714201015470041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742741.post-114254593693944837</id><published>2006-03-17T08:45:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-16T21:52:16.950Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am hearing stories that instead of losing matches, FC Berry are now busy losing fans. I didn't think they had that many to start withLee Burrow is sending me this team sheet for Saturdays game against FC Grimm Brothers. He says Kris Kasper is hoping for a fairy tale resultKasperBiggs TroppBoardsHuttDownFridayBackSabbathLaffinStockFaithfulFanzBarrickBerryBoss</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/114254593693944837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/114254593693944837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconsortium.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114254593693944837' title=''/><author><name>Arne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17002343891875950655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742741.post-114226152223078321</id><published>2006-03-13T14:44:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-13T14:52:02.786Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Like, gosh! Weeeeeee! Back today from a super tour of Europe promoting my new calendar, and I walked back into a really big crisis! There are two messages on my desk marked "URGENT - PRESS RELEASE". I haven't been able to, like, find a button marked RELEASE so instead I'm copying them out here! Hee hee!Consortium Press release March 13th - 11.14amThe Consortium has decided to close this website </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/114226152223078321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/114226152223078321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconsortium.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114226152223078321' title=''/><author><name>Anna Kins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03407714201015470041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742741.post-114197917023778772</id><published>2006-03-10T08:24:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-10T08:26:10.246Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I’m still trying to find out how FC Berry performed on Tuesday night against FC Stop Pork. These days Lee Burrow isn’t much good at telling me about previous games but at least he is still sending me team sheets, such as this one for tomorrow’s trip to FC Rex Ham, which apparently is named in honour of your great English actor Sir Rex Harrison, and in particular his performance in My Fair Lady (</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/114197917023778772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/114197917023778772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconsortium.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114197917023778772' title=''/><author><name>Arne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17002343891875950655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742741.post-114139080822242438</id><published>2006-03-03T12:51:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-03T13:00:08.233Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hey there folks, just back from a grand ole vacation down at the grand ole opry with Prince Andrew, the GODOY. Now if thuh's one thing that gets muh gander up more thun a rattler in muh woodpile, it's the sight of an inappropriate choice of headgear. Muh colleagues Wim and Anna have bin sending messages about thuh Mills fella and his wearin' of a stetson.Now those that know Del, know muh main </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/114139080822242438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/114139080822242438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconsortium.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114139080822242438' title=''/><author><name>Del Starbuck</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742741.post-114137695702659483</id><published>2006-03-03T09:07:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-03T09:10:23.256Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am just hearing that FC Berry played a big game against Derby on Tuesday night. I am asking Lee Burrow how we got on, but he is not saying.  Instead he is telling me this team for the game tomorrow at home against FC Max. Apparently the weather forecast is for sub zero temperatures. Lee Burrow says that confidence is good and that our new strike pairing are red hot  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/114137695702659483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/114137695702659483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconsortium.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114137695702659483' title=''/><author><name>Arne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17002343891875950655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742741.post-114073801358484625</id><published>2006-02-24T08:38:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-02-23T23:43:21.880Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Our Consortium is hearing that some individual is making life difficult for our FC Berry pal Mister Millsbomb. So far Dmitri hasn’t been able to discern the identity of this fellow but rest assured he shall be incurring our roth before longLee Burrow is sending me this team for tomorrow’s game against FC Shrose Berry. He says all of the subs were featured in last Sunday’s paper </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/114073801358484625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/114073801358484625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconsortium.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#114073801358484625' title=''/><author><name>Arne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17002343891875950655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742741.post-114016420375632586</id><published>2006-02-17T08:15:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-02-18T13:03:42.583Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Dmitri is spending some time in your town this week. He is telling me whilst staying in a hotel he is meeting some Scottish fellow who is badmouthing FC Berry. I don’t suppose we’ll be hearing from Mister Jock Palindrome againWho is this Oystershaker fellow who has become a self-appointed commentator on our Consortium? I think maybe he should understand that Dmitri has an occasional second career</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/114016420375632586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/114016420375632586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconsortium.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#114016420375632586' title=''/><author><name>Arne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17002343891875950655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742741.post-113985680496570455</id><published>2006-02-13T18:52:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-02-13T18:55:25.113Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>We are having a bit of a security lapse last week when that scary fellow they call Joe Ninety is catching Lee Burrow faxing me the team sheet. We have been sending Dmitri round to advise him as regards a career moveLee started telling me some convoluted story about problems with the pitch drainage, but I am, how you say, losing the patients and telling him to give me the message in a nutcase when</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/113985680496570455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/113985680496570455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconsortium.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#113985680496570455' title=''/><author><name>Arne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17002343891875950655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742741.post-113895512881368220</id><published>2006-02-03T08:22:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-02-03T08:25:28.823Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Lee Burrow is telling me things about the boy Casper that really make me wonder if he has, how you say, lost the plotter. First, he has apparently written to all members of the 110 club and asked them to donate money to the Church of England. Come on FC Berry, this is madness. Hasn’t God got enough money? Instead of hedging your bets for the afterlife how about getting the fans to donate money </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/113895512881368220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/113895512881368220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconsortium.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#113895512881368220' title=''/><author><name>Arne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17002343891875950655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742741.post-113835654922869066</id><published>2006-01-27T09:09:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-01-27T10:09:09.293Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Arne my Norvegian friend! You are in the Costa Sol and not calling round to my yacht in Puerto Banus? Last time I checked down below the twins are still here and would be pleased to give you the service!Sorry but I think Dmitri is cause of Rob O not being around in his Berry bar. As you know, Dmitri has big thing over kneecaps and this man is always walking round with shorts...My absence is due </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/113835654922869066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/113835654922869066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconsortium.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113835654922869066' title=''/><author><name>Abram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05774172162621734806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742741.post-113835056276182883</id><published>2006-01-27T08:28:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-01-27T08:29:22.773Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am in Malaga last weekend looking at a team in which I have a small interest. Obviously I can’t reveal the name of my team, suffice it to say that Celta Vigo made it look easy. Bluddy rubbish unnamed team! Tapia OUT!!!!Later in the weekend I am looking at potential property development in the bustling resort of Arroyo de Miel, when I come across a busy little bar called the Anytime. This turns </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/113835056276182883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/113835056276182883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconsortium.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113835056276182883' title=''/><author><name>Arne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17002343891875950655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742741.post-113774581993617673</id><published>2006-01-20T08:29:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-01-20T20:04:19.166Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My Consortium colleague Abram Romanovic is a resourceful fellow. Years ago when he was just a young, how you say, up-and-going mogul he signed a deal with the Kremlin to buy the sack-cloth mailbags produced by prisoners in the Gulags. In return for paying these insurgent lowlife a rouble a day and all the weevil infested black bread they could eat, he formed a company to export their wares around</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/113774581993617673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/113774581993617673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconsortium.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113774581993617673' title=''/><author><name>Arne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17002343891875950655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742741.post-113740779604820065</id><published>2006-01-16T10:28:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-01-16T10:36:36.070Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well darn it all! I'm just back from a l'il vacation with my sweet Marie down in Amarillo (bless huh, she always waits for me) and she was telling me about a l'il situayyyyshun that's arisen down there. Apparently there's been a dispute between a local strip bar and a prominent public resident, Jonias Newbsome. The latter's a keen public servant, but it transpires that in recent times old Jonias </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/113740779604820065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/113740779604820065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconsortium.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113740779604820065' title=''/><author><name>Del Starbuck</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742741.post-113710010603975489</id><published>2006-01-12T21:06:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-01-12T21:08:26.050Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am still thinking up the smart new ideas for FC Berry to raise some cash. I hear that both of my ideas from last week have been taken up already! I have the new initiative which the club would do well to take up. It’s simple, yet brilliant, and it goes like this……. Form an elite club of supporters. Limit it to a round number, say a hundred, then sneak in a few more when nobody's looking. Hold a</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/113710010603975489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/113710010603975489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconsortium.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113710010603975489' title=''/><author><name>Arne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17002343891875950655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742741.post-113655594932537162</id><published>2006-01-06T13:56:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-01-06T13:59:34.320Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hot DAMN! Anna has sent us her Calendar for 2006, which is to be released in the near future. She's hotter than a grizzly chasin' a pesky varmint down a panhandle road, yes sirree! It should be illegal but thank heavens to betsy it ain't.Arne ol' son, you got Del here thinkin'. Carly Simon huh? Well along similar lines, it's a li'l known fact that her compatriot Carole King lives in a ranch not </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/113655594932537162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/113655594932537162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconsortium.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113655594932537162' title=''/><author><name>Del Starbuck</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742741.post-113649032383599237</id><published>2006-01-05T19:43:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-01-05T19:45:23.846Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Happy New Year to all FC Berry fans!I am having the think over Christmas as to how FC Berry can make some extra cash. I’ve come up with 2 very good ideasFirstly, the pitch is only used once a fortnight. Why not rent it out to some local community team! There must be some bunch of subterranean league suckers who’ll pay big money to play pub football at Giggland. Get your marketing people on the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/113649032383599237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/113649032383599237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconsortium.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113649032383599237' title=''/><author><name>Arne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17002343891875950655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742741.post-113528655986987533</id><published>2005-12-22T21:21:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-12-23T08:28:54.983Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am making the most fantastic discovery about FC Berry this week. Apparently the big man who owns the ground has appointed himself as Assistant Manager so he can keep an eye on team affairs. How brilliant is that? I mean, I thought I was smart with my moles, Woodpecker in the squad and Thatcher in the boardroom, but to put yourself into the dugout, that is awesome! Respect to the man they call </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/113528655986987533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/113528655986987533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconsortium.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113528655986987533' title=''/><author><name>Arne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17002343891875950655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742741.post-113473432039547904</id><published>2005-12-16T11:53:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-12-16T11:58:40.403Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The average age for media managers in the Consortium is, like, 19. Nnnnnn nineteen. How brilliant is that? Wheeeeeeeeeeeey.Sorry for the lack of messages lately, but you know how busy we girlies are! There's also been a bit of a problem with the media centre, which crashed unexpectedly. Normally I have no problem when things go down for days but on this occasion it was very vexing. I phoned daddy</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/113473432039547904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/113473432039547904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconsortium.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113473432039547904' title=''/><author><name>Anna Kins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03407714201015470041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742741.post-113472281301420391</id><published>2005-12-16T08:45:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-12-16T08:46:53.026Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My cunning plan for my new boardroom mole Thatcher is going well. I decided to mis-spell her title, and thus her email address. This means that no-one will be able to contact her with trivial fan business and divert her from her real task. Is brilliant, yes?Along with my Consortium colleagues Del and Abram, I am pleased that oil shares have greatly increased in price, since that mysterious </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/113472281301420391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/113472281301420391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconsortium.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113472281301420391' title=''/><author><name>Arne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17002343891875950655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742741.post-113408476379556733</id><published>2005-12-09T08:15:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-12-08T23:39:09.103Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I’m am becoming intrigued by this boy Gasper who is in charge of FC Berry, and am wondering if he is the right sort of fellow to be Manager when our Consortium finally takes over the club. So I am hatching this cunning plan, which is to send in one of my top UK agents on a fact-finding mission. The clever bit is that I am planning to send my man in the guise of an up and coming journalist, doing </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/113408476379556733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/113408476379556733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconsortium.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113408476379556733' title=''/><author><name>Arne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17002343891875950655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742741.post-113351246251877150</id><published>2005-12-02T08:33:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-12-02T08:34:22.530Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am hearing from my eye-spy man Woodpecker that Mister Gaspers is still having trouble getting a number two. We are having stuff here in Norway that can solve that problem. I shall send a bottle over shortly  On a similar note what is taking him so long appointing an assistant I am wondering. There must be fellows coming free every week as the crazy English League managerial merrygoround </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/113351246251877150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/113351246251877150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconsortium.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113351246251877150' title=''/><author><name>Arne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17002343891875950655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742741.post-113286001107999989</id><published>2005-11-24T19:20:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-11-24T19:20:11.090Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hej all you crazy FC Berry fans!I am trying to read some of the stuff on the FC Berry message board, but I am in despair. You know that with me coming from Norway my English is, how you say, not the biggest, but really, what is that all about? My advice to the posters in question would be to purchase a Dictionary, available from all good booqueshops. That way you won’t come across as being as </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/113286001107999989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/113286001107999989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconsortium.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113286001107999989' title=''/><author><name>Arne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17002343891875950655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742741.post-113275218470382260</id><published>2005-11-23T13:15:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-11-23T13:25:51.883Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sure! Anna is telling me that our email box has been overflowing with messages recently. Someone has contacted Wim! Anna says that a Mr Wooly Mittons wants to know how I started to devise my tactical plans. So hej folks, let me tell you a little story.A long time ago, before even the Consortium was created, I was the coach at a junior college team in my home town of Knee, a tiny village on the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/113275218470382260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/113275218470382260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconsortium.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113275218470382260' title=''/><author><name>Wim Bonus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10498649699087362581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742741.post-113169761338185156</id><published>2005-11-11T08:25:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-11-11T08:36:06.630Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Thanks to my how you say “mole in the hole” here is an exclusive peek at tonight’s team against FC Jayne Mansfield. She was one of my favourite actresses, a big girl in her day, although they say she lost her head towards the endWoodpecker tells me things are looking a bit bleak in the FC Berry house. He also said the midfield quartet will be laying down the law, but the front 2 aren’t expecting </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/113169761338185156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/113169761338185156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconsortium.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113169761338185156' title=''/><author><name>Arne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17002343891875950655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742741.post-113109514758360012</id><published>2005-11-04T09:04:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-11-04T09:05:47.593Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am hearing that although young Mr Gasper’s teams are playing the attractive passing football, they are a bit how you say soft in the central. I am remembering some of the hardman players who have graced the English football teams in the past. People like Ron “Hatchet” Harris, and Rory “Billy” Bremner and of course the great Vinnie “Lost stockings and barrels” Jones. Now I am thinking that FC </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/113109514758360012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/113109514758360012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconsortium.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113109514758360012' title=''/><author><name>Arne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17002343891875950655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742741.post-113045253321102802</id><published>2005-10-28T07:34:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-10-27T22:35:33.230Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>We have put our Consortium colleague Jimmy Fazakerly (or is it Fazzakerly? I’m never sure, neither is he for that matter) on the inside of this exciting new regime at FC Berry. Jimmy is a world class fitness coach, even if he says so himself. Naturally he is working under how you say, the presumed nameOnce again my man on the insides, Woody Woodpecker is giving me a sneak preview of Mr Gasper’s </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/113045253321102802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/113045253321102802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconsortium.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#113045253321102802' title=''/><author><name>Arne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17002343891875950655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742741.post-112990074673573481</id><published>2005-10-21T13:11:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-10-21T13:19:06.740Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Arne, yer li'l Norwegian rascal, I've just bin sorting out an amalgamation of two of my franchises here in Texas. A mini-consortium if you will. I've joined my up and comin' Galveston Banderos with the mighty San Antonio Spurs to form the San Antonio Banderos.Perhaps those l'il minor league outfits you deal with could do the same - FC Berry and FC Halle Facts would make a damn fine FC Halle Berry</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/112990074673573481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/112990074673573481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconsortium.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112990074673573481' title=''/><author><name>Del Starbuck</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742741.post-112989215763308783</id><published>2005-10-21T10:55:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-10-21T10:55:57.633Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Arne is not so happy this week. I am hearing from my local literary agent that a couple of fellows on the FC Berry message boards are casting the apersives on our Consortium, and in particular on the exclusive team information that I am providing each week. My man tells me one of these 2 fellows is called something like Terry Hick, and his friend who agrees with him all the time is called Older </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/112989215763308783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/112989215763308783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconsortium.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112989215763308783' title=''/><author><name>Arne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17002343891875950655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742741.post-112989166489195230</id><published>2005-10-21T10:47:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-10-21T10:47:44.896Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am hearing good things about the boy Gaspers. Perhaps it is time FC Berry give him the job for the full time, eh?I am also hearing from my dressing room badger that FC Berry are playing in a Mickey Mouse competition against some non-league club on Tuesday night. Well I can give young Gaspers some advice here; don’t risk any first team players in this Disney competition! Play reserve and youth </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/112989166489195230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/112989166489195230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconsortium.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112989166489195230' title=''/><author><name>Arne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17002343891875950655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742741.post-112930302660524473</id><published>2005-10-14T15:08:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-10-14T15:17:06.606Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Surrre! Wim is thinking all this crazy talk about integrated systems is reminding him of the how you say, shmokin tactical system I developed straight out of the Dutch National Tactical Academy way back in the summer of 69. It was my first real system, bought by PSV for five guilders and a dime!I recall it well, even though much of my memory is addled by all this hash haze here in shmoky van </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/112930302660524473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/112930302660524473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconsortium.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112930302660524473' title=''/><author><name>Wim Bonus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10498649699087362581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742741.post-112930237317501870</id><published>2005-10-14T15:01:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-10-14T15:06:58.313Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Keep it real and live it large! Arne, you tell the truth my man. Speaking of integrated systems, I was reading yesterday that BT have developed an MP3 player that fits inside a silicon breast implant. Apparently it will be made available in the next 15 years.That's nothing. My enhanced cycle shorts not only host a wide set of tools, I've bin known to tuck ma hiphop jive beatbox down there, willy </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/112930237317501870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/112930237317501870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconsortium.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112930237317501870' title=''/><author><name>William Christopher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04939961514178551709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742741.post-112929929937382483</id><published>2005-10-14T14:13:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-10-14T14:16:09.833Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hej all you crazy fans of FC Berry!Our man Roberto is having to, as you say, pull off from the FC Berry Management race as he has gone down with catarrh. But not to worry, I am beginning to think this young fellow Casperwicz is, how you say, made of the right material. Which part of Poland is he from, I am wondering?I am hearing he has introduced a fitness coach, something that might have helped </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/112929929937382483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/112929929937382483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconsortium.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112929929937382483' title=''/><author><name>Arne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17002343891875950655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742741.post-112862869518977743</id><published>2005-10-06T19:56:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-10-06T19:58:15.196Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Anna is telling me that the inside poop at Giggland  is that our man Roberto will be “about or thereabout” as you groovy English people say. He and our tactician Wim Bonus will be the dream team for FC Berry, or my name is not Arne Lori Fulle UldironWoodpecker is telling me this team for tomorrow night’s game at FC Diamond Rush Town. I have heard of the Gold Rush, but this is a new one on me. He </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/112862869518977743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/112862869518977743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconsortium.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112862869518977743' title=''/><author><name>Arne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17002343891875950655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742741.post-112842804302696609</id><published>2005-10-04T11:36:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-10-04T12:14:03.100Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Like, oh my goddd! I've been posted out to Lancaster, which is up North, like Norway. Dmitri has been helping me settle in up here, he's like soooo friendly, although he did take a couple of young lads who were looking at me funny in the bar for a long walk round by the duckpond. Come to think of it, I haven't seen them since.While we await news of Wim's managerial appointment (apparently he is </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/112842804302696609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/112842804302696609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconsortium.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112842804302696609' title=''/><author><name>Anna Kins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03407714201015470041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742741.post-112800637249243885</id><published>2005-09-29T15:04:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-09-29T15:06:12.500Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Woodpecker is telling me about big things happening at Giggland this week, with the departure of Mister Barrowsby, and the temporary promotion of this young Gasping fellowBut more interestingly our Consortium are spotting the story about this boy Parrish, and are appalled to see he is a Bolton supporter. Dmitri is, how you say, heat-footing straight to Giggland where he is having a word in this </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/112800637249243885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/112800637249243885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconsortium.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112800637249243885' title=''/><author><name>Arne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17002343891875950655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742741.post-112799618652394104</id><published>2005-09-29T11:51:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-09-29T12:18:01.793Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hot damn! I've been sent two emails this morning which have got me all fired up! The first is the type of imbecilic outburst that typifies the way our Consortium is perceived!Dear "Mr Starbuck", It has come to our attention that this Consortium which you purport to represent is in no way a geniune reality, and we have prima facie evidence that you are in fact the figment of someone's imagination.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/112799618652394104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/112799618652394104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconsortium.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112799618652394104' title=''/><author><name>Del Starbuck</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742741.post-112742840487395314</id><published>2005-09-22T23:29:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-09-22T22:36:28.666Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Arne is not a happy rabbit this week. I am hearing that last weeks performance was no improvement despite Mister Barrowsby and his faithful assistant Rob Mathews getting a draw. This means 6 points in 9 games. Surely its time the so-called board of FC Berry did something about this and put the poor man out of his misery. Instead of, as you say, kitty footing about for 10 games why don’t they make</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/112742840487395314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/112742840487395314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconsortium.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112742840487395314' title=''/><author><name>Arne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17002343891875950655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742741.post-112739221581968705</id><published>2005-09-22T12:28:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-09-22T12:30:15.823Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Like, lol lol lol! Silly me!I accidentally sent Wim's application to the in-trays at every League 2 club! tee hee, lol! Still, our ultimate aim will be to take over the entire football world, so we might as well start somewhere!Hippos are sooooo cute xx lol</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/112739221581968705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/112739221581968705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconsortium.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112739221581968705' title=''/><author><name>Anna Kins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03407714201015470041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742741.post-112734127359182805</id><published>2005-09-21T22:08:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-09-21T22:21:13.596Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sure! So this Barrow has been laid off and now the Consortium is ready to fill the gap. We are, how do you say, shmoking a poke in a hoke. I have filed the manager's application under the pseudoname Sam Mack, and soon we will be unveiled at the club - sure!Rumours have reached the Hot Hash Club here in shmoky Amsterdam that another candidate for the job is Paris Hilton! Imagine if the lads wanted</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/112734127359182805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/112734127359182805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconsortium.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112734127359182805' title=''/><author><name>Wim Bonus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10498649699087362581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742741.post-112682232667076333</id><published>2005-09-16T08:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-09-15T22:12:06.676Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Here in Norway we are enjoying watching this fellow Freddie Flintlock who has been on the satellite television. Apparently he has become the English national hero by single-handedly beating a bunch of ugly Australians in a drinking competition that lasted 5 days. This is the kind of effort we could do with seeing at FC Berry Woodpecker has given me this team for tomorrow’s game at Giggland, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/112682232667076333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/112682232667076333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconsortium.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112682232667076333' title=''/><author><name>Arne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17002343891875950655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742741.post-112685718254426124</id><published>2005-09-16T07:39:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-09-16T07:53:02.586Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hello Lanky boys and gurls - especially to the new Anna krins who looks like one of the twins that I find so flexible. I wouldn't mind showing her my collection of football clubs. I am getting the sickness of reading the comments on the Berry football messageboard about the manager. I sent Dmitri to examine Mr Barrose kneecaps at the beginning of the season so I hope things will only get better -</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/112685718254426124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/112685718254426124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconsortium.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112685718254426124' title=''/><author><name>Abram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05774172162621734806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742741.post-112661632351313537</id><published>2005-09-13T11:40:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-09-13T13:02:33.636Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Like, oh godddd! Wowee, the flight was so totally awesome, sooooo coool! So we went up in Abram's plane, a big white one, it was soooo lovely, you know? I always wanted to be a high flyer! The same colour as my teeth! Daddy was there, and all the media came, and we promoted the Consortium and I had my photo taken lots and lots, which made me very happy! It was like Britney in the video, i wore a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/112661632351313537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/112661632351313537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconsortium.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112661632351313537' title=''/><author><name>Anna Kins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03407714201015470041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742741.post-112621788176197391</id><published>2005-09-09T09:15:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-09-09T07:49:06.716Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Anna is researching this y3kbourd.com and is showing me this website called Bigbloggyholme or some such nonsense. What is this blogging thing? Arne is not getting it. What kind of sad and stupid people would write a blog page? But Anna is telling me it is like, soooo funny, for sure! I am putting her straight and no mistakings. My Consortium colleagues and I did not get where we are today by </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/112621788176197391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/112621788176197391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconsortium.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112621788176197391' title=''/><author><name>Arne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17002343891875950655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742741.post-112610640262172932</id><published>2005-09-07T14:55:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-09-07T15:20:02.650Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yo Mamma, has Jimmy done a job or what?! That gal is hotter than a spitroast sizzlin' on a BBQ at Cousin Amelia's House o'Ribs, yes sirree. Now folks, thuh time has come to publicly demonstrate our actions at a higher level, and when ah say higher, ah do mean HIGHER. I've commandeered Abram's jet and next week our media manager will be taking to the skies to promote the Consortium.Tha's right, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/112610640262172932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/112610640262172932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconsortium.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112610640262172932' title=''/><author><name>Del Starbuck</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742741.post-112608486927772984</id><published>2005-09-07T09:02:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-09-07T09:22:37.443Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hey Bury supporters. Sure, I almost lost it back over in Amsertdam for a few days but the hash-filled air gave me a chance to do a lot of thinking lately about, how you say it, on pitch matters things and was chatting to my friend's Dennis and Ruud, for sure. They reckon I should implement the Bury's Alamo Rearguard Reactionary Offensive Weapon (or BARROW for short).I have personally selected </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/112608486927772984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/112608486927772984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconsortium.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112608486927772984' title=''/><author><name>Wim Bonus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10498649699087362581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742741.post-112603293203989031</id><published>2005-09-06T18:53:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-09-06T18:55:32.046Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Like the rest of his Consortium colleagues,  Arne is very happy to welcome our new media spokesperson Anna Kins onto the payroll. She is a pretty young thing who could, how you say, make a happy man very oldOf course my 2 daughters Rusty and Heapa are getting upset as they thought they were assured high-profile jobs in the Consortium’s media lounge, but I am telling them not to be too dismayed. I</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/112603293203989031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/112603293203989031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconsortium.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112603293203989031' title=''/><author><name>Arne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17002343891875950655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742741.post-112600781398947040</id><published>2005-09-06T11:51:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-09-06T11:56:53.990Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Consortium is about to be expanded. Following lengthy discussions and meetings at Del's ranch, we appointed our scout Jimmy Fazakerly to source us a female figurehead who could head up our public and media face. We had three basic requirements: a desire to be photographed, a passion for football and (importantly) the ability to refrain from sitting on her hands. This is a keep it real, live </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/112600781398947040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/112600781398947040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconsortium.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112600781398947040' title=''/><author><name>William Christopher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04939961514178551709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742741.post-112557665063512849</id><published>2005-09-01T12:09:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-09-01T12:12:24.876Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hot damn! That there Tipton is a fine acquisition, momma. A good soccerballer by all accounts, and he makes the best damn ice tea this side o' Cousin Besses'. Yes, sirree. Holla out there for ya, Wim ma buddy, good to see ya over there in l'il ole Amsterdam. Higher than a Texas mockingbird in a serious updraft, no mistake!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/112557665063512849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/112557665063512849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconsortium.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112557665063512849' title=''/><author><name>Del Starbuck</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742741.post-112557558559152859</id><published>2005-09-01T11:34:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-09-01T11:53:05.596Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sure! Del and Jimmy have tracked me down here at the Hazy World of Hash cafe in Amsterdam for a, how you say it, wagging of the chin about the tactics. After the success of my TOTAL-2 coaching regime, I'm working on the latest masterplans of the tactics for my Consortium buddies. We are all having an Amsterdam of a good time!Allow me to present to you, the Wim Bonus GOLDMEDAL (Sure! That's the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/112557558559152859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/112557558559152859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconsortium.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112557558559152859' title=''/><author><name>Wim Bonus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10498649699087362581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742741.post-112551806434235902</id><published>2005-09-01T08:52:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-08-31T19:54:24.346Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hej to all you die harding fans of FC Berry!Last week we are sending Dmitri over to Mandersfield to, how you say, have the chatter with the strange fellow Palmer, which resulted in Matthew Tiptoe suddenly becoming available to join FC BerryBut my Consortium colleagues and I are disappointed to hear that the performances are still poor. Perhaps Mr Barrowsby no longer has the master plan?However </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/112551806434235902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/112551806434235902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconsortium.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112551806434235902' title=''/><author><name>Arne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17002343891875950655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742741.post-112501158293372923</id><published>2005-08-26T08:15:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-08-25T23:17:05.610Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My Consortium colleagues and I are hearing many the bad things about performances on and off the field at FC Berry. Perhaps Mister Barrowsby is no longer cutting the mustards as you crazy English guys like to say. Also we are having the second thoughts about our appointment of Rob Matthews as coach, especially as I am hearing that some people are saying he was not such the greats player in his </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/112501158293372923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/112501158293372923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconsortium.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112501158293372923' title=''/><author><name>Arne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17002343891875950655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742741.post-112443668029264561</id><published>2005-08-19T07:29:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-08-19T07:40:03.843Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hej fellow FC Berry fans!Old Arne is not pleased. Thanks to Woodpecker, my man in the dug-out, I am hearing about this fellow Flipflop who is writing a page in the programme where he gets cheap laughings by making rude and stupid comments about his fellow professionals. My Consortium colleagues and I did not get where we are today by making derogatory or comical comments about FC Berry players. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/112443668029264561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/112443668029264561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconsortium.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112443668029264561' title=''/><author><name>Arne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17002343891875950655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742741.post-112439743726872405</id><published>2005-08-18T20:23:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-08-18T20:37:17.276Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Whut in the name of tarnation is goin' on over there in l'il ole England? The Consortium is all fired up to take control quicker than a gator huntin' down a groundhog, and yet what do we see? There's dissension in the ranks, accountants posting on that darn Y3K board, pitbulls and cabin men shouting the odds and some cotton pickin' varmint named shakerforever who needs a darn big bull whippin' '</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/112439743726872405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/112439743726872405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconsortium.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112439743726872405' title=''/><author><name>Del Starbuck</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742741.post-112397114140863225</id><published>2005-08-13T21:58:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-08-13T22:12:21.416Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Greetings Lanky persons!I have been away so much with the investigations that I missed my beloved friends in the Consortium and watching for the results of our new club. We are so pleased to have raised the money to buy the ground and hope that the lovely hospitable and supportive Bury crowds will be pleased when they learn we have secured the club for now and forever Bury.This is reminding me. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/112397114140863225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/112397114140863225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconsortium.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112397114140863225' title=''/><author><name>Abram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05774172162621734806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742741.post-112385591410860553</id><published>2005-08-12T14:07:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-08-12T14:11:54.116Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am reading the FC Berry message board. What the Bolton Wanderers is going on? Apparently the Directors have all resigned and the Board now consists of 3 chimps called Ian and a Polish duck called Tony. This is too much!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/112385591410860553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/112385591410860553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconsortium.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112385591410860553' title=''/><author><name>Arne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17002343891875950655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742741.post-112379370629634561</id><published>2005-08-12T08:54:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-08-11T20:55:06.303Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My new mole Woodpecker is telling me that all the players are, how you say, in the dogging house after the game against Orientals. Time for Mr Barrowsby to start wielding the wide stick! Woodpecker says this team might do better on Saturday against FC Shrews. From what I am hearing, they couldn’t do any worse, eh?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/112379370629634561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/112379370629634561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconsortium.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112379370629634561' title=''/><author><name>Arne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17002343891875950655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742741.post-112350416957430814</id><published>2005-08-08T12:14:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-08-08T12:32:06.233Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Greetings one and all, William Christopher here! I must apologise for the long delay between correspondence but I was involved ina freak training ground accident involving my cycle shorts and a lycra crop top that had been carelessly discarded. Caught me right in the bollards. 14 months on, the rehab is going fine and I've been completing my UEFA C coaching badge. This means I am now fully </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/112350416957430814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/112350416957430814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconsortium.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112350416957430814' title=''/><author><name>William Christopher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04939961514178551709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742741.post-112350325184949072</id><published>2005-08-08T12:01:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-08-08T12:14:11.856Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hot damn! This is one Yankee that's fryin' hotter than a shuttle re-entry this morning. Arne has faxed me about Saturday's TKO that leaves us 0 for 1 for the season. Y'know, the last time any of my teams stayed unbeaten was just after I took over the Troy Tempests at ma' alma mater, the grand ole U of T. Horse whippin' thuh hides of some pretty boy footballers sure seems to get em in shape for a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/112350325184949072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/112350325184949072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconsortium.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112350325184949072' title=''/><author><name>Del Starbuck</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742741.post-112348742353612130</id><published>2005-08-08T07:47:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-08-08T07:50:23.543Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Woodpecker is giving me the exclusive scoopings as to the team for tomorrow nights game against Late and Orients. I'm not recognizing these names. I asked him which striker is Pants but he said "any of them". What can this be meaning?LittleLeftyPanicStrickenTrioWrongfootBickerFlickerSnickerSmartyPantsBigkeeperGaffersladWorkhorseCarthorseWoodenhorse</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/112348742353612130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/112348742353612130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconsortium.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112348742353612130' title=''/><author><name>Arne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17002343891875950655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742741.post-112344120986403353</id><published>2005-08-07T18:51:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-08-07T19:02:30.976Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My new informant Woodpecker is telling me that FC Berry have lost their first game 2 - 1. I understand this means they have been conceding 2 goals. This is not so goodI am ringing Del's friend Malky G, the new owner of MG Rovers in Manchester and asking him how to stop this flow of goals against. He is telling me his secret, that comes straight fromTampa Bay Bucketeers. It is simple; pack the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/112344120986403353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/112344120986403353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconsortium.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112344120986403353' title=''/><author><name>Arne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17002343891875950655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742741.post-112327238785479620</id><published>2005-08-05T17:55:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-08-05T21:01:35.270Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hej FC berry fans!Old Arne is still keeping the beady eyeball on your quaint little cash strapped club. In fact, so much do I have the, as you English people say, soft place for FC Berry that I have once again signed up a squad member as my spy in the campus. I know this has proved dangerous in the past; each time I put one on the Uldiron Enterprises Slushfund payroll they get the heaving hoe </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/112327238785479620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/112327238785479620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconsortium.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112327238785479620' title=''/><author><name>Arne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17002343891875950655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742741.post-112292799905417596</id><published>2005-07-31T22:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-08-01T20:26:39.060Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Greetings faithful fans of FC BerryMy spies are telling me that tomorrow is a friendly against the old enemy Bolton. I fully expect the new look FC Berry under the direction of Mr Graham Barrowsby to keep up the traditions by winning 2-1But I am also hearing that the Club are offering a free car in a raffle.  Surely this is some kind of stunt, because I can't believe a cash strapped club can </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/112292799905417596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/112292799905417596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconsortium.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112292799905417596' title=''/><author><name>Arne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17002343891875950655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742741.post-112029080830579208</id><published>2005-06-30T07:47:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-07-02T07:55:46.166Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Abram and I have been paying close attention to Del's boy Malcolm at FC Gloryhunters. As mega-business men we are being impressed by his strategy which goes like this;Get one fellow to take effective control of the club Jack the admission prices up to bleed the faithful fanbase He seems to have hit on a brilliant money making scheme. Why don't FC Berry do this, I am asking myself? I think we'll </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/112029080830579208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/112029080830579208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconsortium.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#112029080830579208' title=''/><author><name>Arne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17002343891875950655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742741.post-111861532311319191</id><published>2005-06-10T22:15:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-06-13T11:24:34.733Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hello long suffering fans of FC Berry!Our consortium has been a bit how you say under the rug this last few months. I am giving my old pal Rupert the nod this week to leak a few stories in the UK press. Anything to keep your hopes up, eh? As you Brits like to say, any Ports in a storm!I am keeping the bloodshut eye on the FC Berry message board. Who is this SFE fellow, and his mad family? Do they</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/111861532311319191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/111861532311319191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconsortium.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111861532311319191' title=''/><author><name>Arne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17002343891875950655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742741.post-109516424868781899</id><published>2004-09-14T13:16:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-09-14T12:17:28.686Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well hot dammit! Our small fry dealings at the Church o'Horn have been spotted. That's a darn shame, but it proves to the Shakers we're serious - or my name's not Delbert Zahary Starbuck the Third, yes sirree bob.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/109516424868781899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/109516424868781899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconsortium.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109516424868781899' title=''/><author><name>Del Starbuck</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742741.post-109419645996305746</id><published>2004-09-03T07:27:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-09-03T07:27:39.963Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Greetings fellow FC Bury fans!As I predicted my new informant is firmly established in the FC Bury dressing room. Like before I am having to use a codename for my mole, so this time I shall be referring to him as Antarctic. He is telling me that he will have to be very careful with the team names, or any other exclusive information, as the new manager has installed his own enforcer, just like </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/109419645996305746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/109419645996305746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconsortium.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109419645996305746' title=''/><author><name>Arne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17002343891875950655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742741.post-109402448262242098</id><published>2004-09-01T07:30:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-09-01T09:04:01.943Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hello to all you FC Bury fans!Yes, like that Mr Never-Never on the Official Message Board old Arne is stillnotgone! I am keeping how you say, the looking brief on this lower league club that is becoming close to my heartMy Consortium colleague Del is telling me of all sorts of progress at Giggland. First I see FC Bury have been promoted to Division Two! How did that happen? Did Abram send </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/109402448262242098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/109402448262242098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconsortium.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109402448262242098' title=''/><author><name>Arne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17002343891875950655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742741.post-109396727713929669</id><published>2004-08-31T15:41:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-08-31T15:51:32.510Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Greetings y'all. An darn rootin tootin good news y'hear - Del is back from a mammoth world tour of Texas including a visit to momma peppercorns house o'ribs, where I got kinda stuck for weeks, hot damn!Now what's this I'm a -hearin' about the Nooge bein' on fire over there in l'il ole England? Darn right, he is. I knocked some sense inta that boy like a hog bein' bull-whipped around the hind </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/109396727713929669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/109396727713929669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconsortium.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109396727713929669' title=''/><author><name>Del Starbuck</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742741.post-108422051743514862</id><published>2004-05-10T20:14:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-05-10T20:21:57.436Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Gordon Sorfleet Bennet! Bogie ie just ringing to tell me he is getting the heaving-hoe from FC BuryHe is pointing out that being Arne's "Man in the hole" is, how you say, the poisoned chaffinch. First Thor Bentley, then Justin Trousersnake, then Kernel Bogie himself. No sooner do I recruit them, then FC Bury give them the bottom's rushesI think FC Bury need the "foot up" for next season. I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/108422051743514862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/108422051743514862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconsortium.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108422051743514862' title=''/><author><name>Arne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17002343891875950655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742741.post-108058874120594161</id><published>2004-03-26T19:23:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-03-29T19:34:56.263Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Bogie is ringing me tonight telling me that these fellows Barrows and O'Handbag are doing a good job, and that perhaps its time FC Bury secure their services before the price goes upBogie is suggesting I ring the man in charge tomorrow morning; I have his name written down here, yes, apparently he is called Ken Barlow. I look forward to an interesting conversation, and will tell him to get them</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/108058874120594161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/108058874120594161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconsortium.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108058874120594161' title=''/><author><name>Arne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17002343891875950655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742741.post-107952752424102184</id><published>2004-03-17T12:45:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-03-17T12:58:53.013Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>St Partick's Day greetings to all FC Bury fans!  I know Arne has been quiet this few weeks but I have been keeping my ear, how you say, close to the grassI am still receiving occasional reports from Bogie,  my man-in-the-reserves. He is telephoning me last night, all excited, but the telephone line is poor and the noise in my Ferrari is sometimes a little loud. But he says FC Bury got a great </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/107952752424102184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/107952752424102184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconsortium.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107952752424102184' title=''/><author><name>Arne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17002343891875950655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742741.post-107744992272937873</id><published>2004-02-22T11:23:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-02-22T11:40:41.310Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Strassveechi Lanky boys and gurls!We are turning the thing round yes no? Some good Russian fighting spirit is in the team now and I see comrade Daly has put one nicely on the Oxford person. Nice one Jonny but take a tip from Dmitri and either do this thing when no-one is aware or get some clown to take the rap for you. Back to Southport you Amateur.Who is this fool of an Oxford Manager? Why </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/107744992272937873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/107744992272937873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconsortium.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107744992272937873' title=''/><author><name>Abram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05774172162621734806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742741.post-107632985277392526</id><published>2004-02-09T12:30:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-02-09T12:32:38.530Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mission accomplished. Bury have been double-barrowed.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/107632985277392526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/107632985277392526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconsortium.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107632985277392526' title=''/><author><name>William Christopher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04939961514178551709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742741.post-107608807982302451</id><published>2004-02-06T17:21:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-02-09T12:32:16.090Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Long time, no post. Truth is, the ex-Gaffer and I have been living it very large up here in the frozen wastes, we had a rare old snowball fight across Barrow just the other day! Barrow-in-Furness that is, though I reckon the lad himself might get some grief tomorrow!These Cumbrians are starting to get wind of our insider plans, so we're toning it down at this end for the minute. I hear Del and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/107608807982302451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/107608807982302451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconsortium.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107608807982302451' title=''/><author><name>William Christopher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04939961514178551709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742741.post-107556646944532558</id><published>2004-01-31T16:16:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-01-31T16:30:25.186Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Greetings Lanky boys and girls,I have moved one of Dmitri's friends into the club to do a bit of enforcing. He is a Georgian by the name of Gynnastic Farmovic but has Anglicised this to "Fit Croft". He is a handy boy and although he has not Dmitri's gift for kneecaps is happy rearranging noses. I had lunch on the yacht with another Football Shaker - Mr Peter Ridsdale. I entertained him with a</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/107556646944532558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/107556646944532558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconsortium.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107556646944532558' title=''/><author><name>Abram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05774172162621734806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742741.post-107514632517587475</id><published>2004-01-26T19:45:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-01-26T19:46:57.060Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My new Spy in the Hole, Bogie is sending me some bad news with his first report. Apparently FC Bury have appointed a new man to their existing Board, and this fellow actually has some moneyBogie tells me he is called Dale Porous, and he made a boatload of cash when he sold his roofing firm, Porous Roofing Materials for 120 Million!  OK, this is still babies money compared to me and Abram, but </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/107514632517587475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/107514632517587475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconsortium.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107514632517587475' title=''/><author><name>Arne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17002343891875950655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742741.post-10745543745070691</id><published>2004-01-19T23:19:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-01-19T23:20:59.780Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>After the stirring performance at Scunthorn I am ringing my old friends the Barclay Twins to see if they want to put some money into our Consortium. But every time I ring, their Personal Assistant tells me they are out buying a newspaper. How long can that possibly take, I am asking myself? I know they live on a private island, but surely there must be a newsagent nearby?Some good news, I have </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/10745543745070691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/10745543745070691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconsortium.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#10745543745070691' title=''/><author><name>Arne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17002343891875950655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742741.post-107391067847179560</id><published>2004-01-12T12:31:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-01-12T15:55:32.450Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>From the reports I am getting from my own people who were at Giggland on Saturday, it is apparent that Trousersnake is giving me, how you say, the bottom steer. I have sent him packing. He's lucky I don't send Dmitri with a packing case, if you get my meaning. I apologise if the quality of my intelligence regarding team selection has not been so good recently. I shall be looking to have a new Man</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/107391067847179560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/107391067847179560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconsortium.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107391067847179560' title=''/><author><name>Arne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17002343891875950655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742741.post-107382209985989296</id><published>2004-01-10T16:55:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-01-11T12:05:39.640Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You may have noticed some Norwegian representatives of Uldiron Enterprises at Giggland yesterday watching the match against FC Swans.  After hearing their reports that FC Bury are giving such a good performance under Mr Barrows our Consortium has decided to call off Dmitri, and keep Barrows in charge for the rest of the seasonHowever I think its time that the scary fellow, the previous dressing</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/107382209985989296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/107382209985989296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconsortium.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107382209985989296' title=''/><author><name>Arne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17002343891875950655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742741.post-107360355861893755</id><published>2004-01-08T23:12:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-01-08T23:15:20.750Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>When I am getting this weeks team from Trousersnake I am momentarily forgetting they are all codenames, and wondering why FC have such a big turnover of players!This is the team against FC Swans who Trousersnake said are a bunch of ugly duckers; at least I think that's what he means, my English is not always the goodsIn his notes Trousersnake writes that one of the subs is a lightweight but </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/107360355861893755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/107360355861893755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconsortium.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107360355861893755' title=''/><author><name>Arne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17002343891875950655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742741.post-107347981181586555</id><published>2004-01-07T12:50:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-01-07T12:51:25.153Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Seasonal tidings y'all. That darn Santa emptied his sack all over my front porch this year. Li'l cousin Marla gave me a darn 200 dollar voucher to spend down at the All-U-can-eat buffet bar at the Grand Ole Texas Beef Jerky Steakhouse; guess she forgot I own the franchise, momma! Yes sirree bob.Anyhoo, shoot fire, pardners, and let's turn our attention to the darn Bury franchise. What in </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/107347981181586555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/107347981181586555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconsortium.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107347981181586555' title=''/><author><name>Del Starbuck</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742741.post-107306075494976099</id><published>2004-01-02T16:25:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-01-02T16:27:03.013Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Happy New year to all FC Bury fans! This could be interesting, I am playing pro-celebrity Golf last week in the Arne Uldiron Charidee Pro-am Philanthropy Classic, and am being paired with Big John Daly. He is "gripping it and ripping it" all over my private 18 hole course. The Lion can still roar, I am telling youAnyway Big John is telling me his son John jr is an exciting striker playing for</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/107306075494976099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/107306075494976099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconsortium.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107306075494976099' title=''/><author><name>Arne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17002343891875950655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742741.post-107277768201155888</id><published>2003-12-30T09:24:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-12-30T09:49:06.530Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Greetings Lanky boys and girls!I hope you enjoyed my gift to you this Christmastime. Just a slight cocking up. I sent Dmitri off with a clear message. "Get a barrow full of roubles to pay the priest off" He thought I said get a Barrow with the roubles and pay the Priest off". Looks like you are stuck with the Barrow until I can get myself over there around the end of January and get things </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/107277768201155888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/107277768201155888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconsortium.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107277768201155888' title=''/><author><name>Abram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05774172162621734806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742741.post-107252361059968718</id><published>2003-12-27T11:13:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-12-27T11:14:32.750Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am hearing that although the performance is better against FC Cumbrians, the result is even worse than before. Who is this fellow Preece who plays so well for them on the left? Perhaps FC Bury should sign him upNot much sign of Christmas Cheer in tomorrows team selection. I think a change of tune is requiredTeam against FC UdersfieldPoplarChristmasCarroll HarkerHeraldAngelSingh</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/107252361059968718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/107252361059968718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconsortium.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107252361059968718' title=''/><author><name>Arne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17002343891875950655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742741.post-107220978510539283</id><published>2003-12-23T20:03:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-12-23T20:04:03.793Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Lots of new team names this week, no doubt because of the poor showing in the Orient. Although I am pleased to see Mr Whelan is back, but without his former midfield partner Mr HitchenMr Barrows seems to have got off to a poor start. And now Trousersnake, the “man in my pocket” is telling me that Mr Anders Prest is paying for a car light? From what I read of his pay off, I would think he could </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/107220978510539283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/107220978510539283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconsortium.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107220978510539283' title=''/><author><name>Arne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17002343891875950655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742741.post-107182443234381797</id><published>2003-12-19T09:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-12-19T09:01:26.670Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Trousersnake, my “man in the hole” is keeping a low profile this week, but he managing to send me the team for tomorrow’s game, against FC Lay Town which apparently is in a suburb of Brisbane, somewhere in the Orient. I hope that Mr Graham Barrows manages to get better results in these overseas games than FC Bury got under the departed Mr Prest. But the experiences in Turkey and Boston, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/107182443234381797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/107182443234381797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconsortium.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107182443234381797' title=''/><author><name>Arne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17002343891875950655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742741.post-107157882018449797</id><published>2003-12-16T12:47:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-12-16T12:47:51.043Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> The deed is done. Maybe some of you "clever clever" FC Bury fans will take Arne Uldiron more the serious from now onYou peoples think that Arne knows f*** nothing! But let me assure you, and todays event's at FC Bury prove this beyond all doubt, Arne knows f*** all!!! Yessss!!!!!!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/107157882018449797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/107157882018449797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconsortium.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107157882018449797' title=''/><author><name>Arne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17002343891875950655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742741.post-107157492560912946</id><published>2003-12-16T11:42:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-12-16T11:42:56.466Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Preece has gone before he had the chance to face me!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/107157492560912946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/107157492560912946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconsortium.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107157492560912946' title=''/><author><name>William Christopher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04939961514178551709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742741.post-107152196444893168</id><published>2003-12-15T20:53:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-12-15T21:00:14.466Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hi Lanky boys and girls,First the bad news. I booked 150 seats on the easyjet for Dmitri and his friends and family for the Roachdale game but it was diverted and he had to enjoy a roam through the terraced houses in Luton. Good job. Believe me losing at home is not anything Dmitri will tolerate and he is a genius working the kneecaps.Serious stuff though. I thought we could rely on Priest </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/107152196444893168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/107152196444893168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconsortium.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107152196444893168' title=''/><author><name>Abram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05774172162621734806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742741.post-107152119155304326</id><published>2003-12-15T20:46:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-12-15T20:47:21.746Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am hearing worse and worst reports of FC Bury's performances under Messrs Prest and Barrowsby. I am thinking it is time Arne put his money where his voice it. How much is £46k in Kroner?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/107152119155304326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/107152119155304326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconsortium.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107152119155304326' title=''/><author><name>Arne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17002343891875950655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742741.post-107122374112931890</id><published>2003-12-12T10:09:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-12-12T13:27:52.560Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Howdy y'all. Just back from Jamaica where I had a productive meeting with Uncle Albert aboard his yacht. Dmitri seems to have put the cat among the pigeons and no mistake, holler if ya hear what I'm sayin'. Uncle Al seems scarder than a li'l ole chipmunk in a nest o' bobcats and no mistake. He's been promoting a new fad, the Atkins regime I think he said, which involves downing more steak than a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/107122374112931890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/107122374112931890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconsortium.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107122374112931890' title=''/><author><name>Del Starbuck</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742741.post-107121966601157601</id><published>2003-12-12T09:01:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-12-12T09:07:20.216Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It seems Trousersnake is able to send me the team names after all. He has written "Team ready to fail" but surely he must be meaning "Team ready for Fail"?   Team aginst FC Roch Fail at Giggland  tomorrowD IarmuidD HomeboyD BilitatedD RisibleD MoralisedD IsmalD JectedD SpondentD MotivatedA PrestD PrestS IdelinedB LackballedO VerlookedU N’derplayedO StracisedI think that </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/107121966601157601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/107121966601157601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconsortium.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107121966601157601' title=''/><author><name>Arne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17002343891875950655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742741.post-107109919385748220</id><published>2003-12-10T23:33:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-12-10T23:43:10.123Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Earlier this week Abram has been sending Dmitri over to how you say “have the word” with the current man in charge. We shall be watching to see how he reactsI am hearing that FC Bury have put up some very bad performances in the last 2 league games and in the LBV cup game. Time for Anders Prest to wield the big pole, I am thinkingTrousersnake is telling me he won’t be able to send me the team</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/107109919385748220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/107109919385748220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconsortium.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107109919385748220' title=''/><author><name>Arne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17002343891875950655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742741.post-107062752874977290</id><published>2003-12-05T12:32:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-12-05T12:32:48.903Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The old Xmas merchandise is shipping well, a Mr Justice and a Mr B have ordered their slimfit shorts this week. Meanwhile, I've been hard at work up here in the frozen wastes with fellow Consortium member Wim Bonus. He's just back from a fact-finding mission at FC Schott and has come back apparently with a miscellany of new formations and plans. Respect! Among the new styles we're working on is a</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/107062752874977290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/107062752874977290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconsortium.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107062752874977290' title=''/><author><name>William Christopher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04939961514178551709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742741.post-107062150266063236</id><published>2003-12-05T10:51:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-12-05T21:35:28.450Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Trousersnake, my how you say “Spy in the tents” is faxing me this weeks team for the away match against FC Hulk.    He says the opposition are all big lads, but sometimes they can appear a bit green Again Trousersnake is writing in code to make sure the Reserve Team Coach doesn’t think he is leaking information. Like last week he is telling me that one of the midfield trio is a liability, but </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/107062150266063236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742741/posts/default/107062150266063236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconsortium.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107062150266063236' title=''/><author><name>Arne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17002343891875950655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
