NFL Draft 3.0

The day of reckoning is upon us. The 2009 NFL Draft kicks off in just a few hours time, but those hoping for a surprise first pick have already been disappointed.

Detroit Lions announced last night that they have agreed a deal, believed to be worth neatly $80 million, for Georgia quarterback Matthew Stafford to be number one pick. This ended speculation that the 0-16 Lions would take either offensive tackle Jason Smith or linebacker Aaron Curry.

The fun, as usual, has already started in NYC ahead of the draft, with rumours emerging that St. Louis Rams - who currently hold the second pick - have bought a plane ticket for USC quarterback Mark Sanchez, who was expected to be picked up by either Seattle (4th pick)

or, more likely, San Francisco (10th).

Whether this is a rouse, a serious move or an indication that a trade is upcoming is yet to be established.

Elsewhere, look out for wide receiver Percy Harvin. He has been flying up the draft boards overnight with some observers thinking he will be taken as the top receiver. While this is unlikely with Michael Crabtree and Jeremy Maclin around, he can expect a top 20 pick as teams overlook any injury and attitude concerns and focus on his blazing speed and playmaking ability.

So no changes to LMUK's top 5 picks, just a view on who's hot and who's not;

Hot: Percy Harvin and Mark Sanchez (see above), but Tyrone Jackson - a DE from LSU - should go a lot higher than first projected, possibly to Kansas City at 3rd pick.

Not: Kansas State QB Josh Freeman hasn't exactly set the world alight these past few weeks, while the aforementioned Michael Crabtree has only just had a cast taken off a broken foot.

By Tom Snee, Live Media UK

Wes Morgan

Every club has one. A player who entertains, annoys, captivates and infuriates in equal measure. For Nottingham Forest, that player is Wes Morgan.

Last Saturday, Forest clinched a vital win over Coventry, a win that kept their hopes of staying in the Coca-Cola Championship alive. While other players will have received the column inches

- Gareth McCleary, in particular, was superb after coming on - Morgan was simply immense.

Performances like the one he produced on Saturday reminded the Forest faithful of the Wes Morgan they love, the Wes Morgan who attracted attention from Premier League clubs, the Wes Morgan who refused to join Newcastle United to help get them promoted (which they subsequently did).

Hard to believe that the same Wes Morgan is more than capable of calamity and error.

Against Barnsley two weeks previous, Morgan was an incompetent laughing stock. His poor marking left Jamal Campbell-Ryce - all 5’ 7” of him - available to head home for Barnsley’s opener. He spent more time on his backside than any professional footballer in living memory.

Yet the fans didn’t get on his back. They know he can do better, but preferred to leave Morgan to figure that out for himself. And that he did.

A solid performances against Bristol City and Sheffield United were followed up by Saturday’s Man Of The Match showing. Everything he touched turned to gold. Every header has won, every loose ball pounced upon, every tackle fiercely contested. With Forest leading, he even managed to put Lewis McGugan through with a backheel.

Performances like Saturday’s will remind Forest fans why they place Morgan’s name in the “Des Walker Song”. While not quite in Walker’s class, Morgan’s style and general demeanour on the field are reminiscent of the former England international.

Morgan has had a lot to deal with in the past few months. His 9-month-old son Rio is bravely fighting pneumonia and Wes has spent much of the last few months racing between hospital and the club’s training ground.

Morgan is prone to mistakes. As a Forest fan myself, I often despair at a misplaced pass or a needless stumble, but I think I speak for all fans of the club when I say we wouldn’t change him for the world.

You’ll never beat Wes Morgan. Well, maybe sometimes.

By Tom Snee, Live Media UK

NFL Draft 2.0

News out of Detroit suggests that Aaron Curry, the linebacker who Live Media UK projected at 5th pick, has met for discussions with the General Manger and Defensive Staff. While this is not a massive shock – Matt Stafford, Andre Smith, Jason Smith and Eugene Monroe have already been to Motor City for a chat with their prospective bosses – many observers are surprised at the timing.

Meeting with Curry just days before the draft suggests that the Lions have yet to make a final decision, which could make for a very interesting draft night. For the last few years, the first pick has been chosen by this point in proceedings. Last year, Jake Long even signed a pre-contract agreement with Miami in the week leading up to the draft.

Still, Stafford not being the number one pick would be the biggest draft shock since Mario Williams was chosen by Houston ahead of Vince Young and Reggie Bush. Kansas City is prepared to listen to offers of trading their third pick, ditto St. Louis at number two. If this happens, all hell could break loose depending on with whom they trade.

As it stands, LMUK believes Detroit’s interest in Curry moves him up the board, but expect bigger changes before Saturday’s proceedings.

Live Media UK’s Mock Draft 2.0 – Top 5 Picks

Detroit Lions - Matthew Stafford (QB)
St Louis Rams - Jason Smith (OT)
Kansas City Cheifs - Aaron Curry (OLB/DE)
Seattle Seahawks - Eugene Monroe (OT)
Cincinnati Bengals - Brian Orakpo (DE)

By Tom Snee, Live Media UK

The IPL

Well, it’s an experience. That’s about the only thing to say about the IPL.

This morning, I sat down with a large coffee and watched my first games of the relocated tournament. As an aspiring journalist, particularly one who likes cricket, I have tried to keep tabs on what is going on with the tournament – who is playing for who, when the big games are, who are the favourites.

Tried being the operative word.

Checking Cricinfo for yesterday’s results, I find that the Chennai Super Kings lost to the Mumbai Lambert and Butlers, and that Shane Warne’s Rajasthan Royals were thrashed by Kevin Pietersen’s Bangalore Royals. Well, something like that.

Rain held up the start of Delhi Daredevils and Punjab X-Men, and I, along with the rest of the viewing public, had to endure Dominik Holyer’s ill-informed banter will Darren Gough on Setanta. At least they had highlights of yesterday’s games.

Highlights. The word suggests that there was something worth watching which is probably not the best way of describing yesterday’s festivities .

The games themselves weren’t all that bad. Sachin Tendulkar’s batting for Mumbai showed there is a place for building an innings in Twenty20, while young Abhishek Nayar entertained the crowd by taking Andrew Flintoff to the proverbial cleaners.

But for every international star, there is a journeyman Indian medium pacer. The quality is polarised to the extreme. With the English first-class game, there is sometimes criticism that there are too many “nothing players” – players who have little chance of being stars and are content to potter around in the Shires.

Yet I would prefer that to having four players of world class and seven who would struggle to get in Derbyshire’s second eleven.

However, the worst thing about the IPL is it’s commercialisation Twenty20 has always been a business venture first and a cricketing spectacle second, but the IPL taken this aspect to an entirely different level.

A shot clearing the boundary is no longer a six, but a “DLF Maximum”. Take a game changing catch, or bowl a toe-crushing Yorker and it isn’t just a compliment the commentators give you, but a “Citi Moment of Success”.

There are “Strategic Time-Outs” instead of drinks breaks, and Robin Jackman is permanently chatting with his co-commentator about the “Search for a Bollywood Star” from the crowd.

It’s cricket, Jim, but not as we know it.

The ECB are believed to want to run an English Premier League alongside the Twenty20 Cup. I love Twenty20 – but only in moderation. I believe that an English Premier League could work, providing the ECB doesn’t go into overkill mode – which they invariably will.

If the EPL turns out like the IPL, it will loose all credibility. The key will be to keep the “Englishness” and not bow to Americanisation.

Hamming up Twenty20 is just not cricket.

By Tom Snee, Live Media UK

Andy Flower appointed England Team Director

His playing career was full of examples of overcoming adversity. But has Andy Flower bitten off more than he can chew with his latest venture?

Earlier this week Flower was appointed as the Team Director for the English cricket team. The job is Flower’s first “head coach” role – no matter how it’s dressed up, that is effectively what the job is – and it has come at a crucial time for English cricket.

There is, at this moment, 82 days until the Ashes – the biggest clash in the cricket world. Last time the series was in England, the Ashes were reclaimed for the first time in 16 years. Last time it was in Australia, England were humiliated by a 5-0 series defeat.

This is a crucial time for the ECB, and thus this is a crucial appointment. Rookie coaches have had success in recent times – Gary Kirsten with India being the prime example – but this is a genuinely huge challenge.

However, the slightly disturbing aspect of the appointment is that nobody else wanted the job. This isn’t to say Flower wouldn’t have been impressive in the interview, but the fact that numerous high profile names – Micky Arthur of South Africa and Tom Moody of Sri Lanka - ruled themselves out of the running.

Unfortunately for England, the most likely candidate for the role would have been the late Bob Woolmer. The Englishman, who was coach of Pakistan at the time of his death, had been successful in uniting fractured dressing rooms – a seemingly key skill in the present climate.

Sadly, Woolmer died of a suspected heart attack during the 2007 World Cup, and cricket was deprived of a fine coach. The world was deprived of a fine man.

There are no doubts about Andy Flower’s mental strength. On numerous occasions, Flower challenged Robert Mugabe’s regime in his home country of Zimbabwe, most notably during his black armband protest during the 2003 World Cup.

Flower will need to draw on all of his undoubted coaching talent to bring everything together in time for the Ashes. He is a tough street fighter, and an innovative one at that, but only time will tell if the Flower regime will bloom in time for the Ashes.

By Tom Snee, Live Media UK

NFL Draft 2009

On April 25th, the National Football League hosts it's annual college draft. Over two hundred of the finest college athletes from around America will be up for grabs as professional American Football teams search for the next generation of superstars.

The whole event is a carnival, a two day festival with all the melodrama and ceremony you expect from American sport.

The build-up is a key part of the draft experience, with teams visiting various college "Pro Days", where prospective draftees show their skills in a variety of drills. This, coupled with interviews and "private workouts", give the teams ample opportunity to pick ther right player.

The team who finished last season with the worst record - Detroit Lions - will get the first pick in the first round of the draft. After they make their pick, the team with the second worst record - this year it's St. Louis - will choose their player to sign, and so on until all 32 teams have had a chance to pick.

That concludes the first round out of seven. Now you begin to understand why it needs jazzing up. Essentially, it is the same thing we all used to do when picking teams for playground football or tag rugby, only on a much grander scale.

There is a whole industry that centres around the selection of draft picks. The system is a bit more complicated than just picking the best player who is left.

Most teams who have the first pick will go for a "playmaker", someone who is going to be a focal point for their team. Eight out of the last ten Number One picks have been Quarterbacks, but for many teams, the need is in the less glamourous positions along the offensive line.

With this in mind, Detroit will probably Georgia quarterback Matthew Stafford, who has long been predicted as the first pick. There are a couple of offensive linemen - Jason Smith and Eugene Monroe - who are good enough to be Number One, but the Lions are now likely to go with a Franchise Quarterback in Stafford.

There are some freakish athletes in this years crop. BJ Raji, a defensive tackle from Boston College, can run the 40-yard dash (a staple of the Pro Day) in 5.23 seconds, despite weighing in at nearly 340 lbs. Brian Orakpo, a pass rushing defensive end, is built like a Greek god and tackles like a sledgehammer. These are not gentlemen who you would like on top of your prize quarterback!

The draft is, all told, an entertaining experience. Once it is out of the way, the NFL cools down for the summer training camps. But for now, interest in the draft is red hot.

Live Media UK's Top 5 Draft Picks

1. Detroit Lions - Matthew Stafford (QB)
2. St Louis Rams - Jason Smith (OT)
3. Kansas City Cheifs - Brian Orakpo (DE)
4. Seattle Seahawks - Eugene Monroe (OT)
5. Cincinnati Bengals - Aaron Curry (OLB/DE)

By Tom Snee, Live Media UK

Hillsborough

I was in Nottingham yesterday for the marking of the 20th Anniversary of the Hillsborough stadium disaster. As happened in Liverpool and Sheffield, the town hall bell tolled 96 times to remember those lives tragically lost on 15th April 1989.

As a Forest fan myself, Hillsborough has always been mentioned in hushed tones. Brian Clough’s Nottingham Forest were Liverpool’s opponents that fateful match – the match which paled into insignificance as the scale of what was happening at the Leppings Lane end unfolded.

The disaster is not a personal memory of mine – I had just celebrated my first birthday when it happened – but one that has been passed on to me. Passed on by those who was there on the Leppings Lane terraces. Passed on by those football fans watching on TV who could not believe what he was seeing. Passed on by everyone who can remember the events of that day.

Since Hillsborough, stadiums have become safer. Many are now all-seater, while perimeter fencing has long become a thing of the past.

The 96 deaths on that day taught football a lesson. Unfortunately, in the words of a Hillsborough anthem, “If a lesson's been learned, it's a lesson too late.”

By Tom Snee, Live Media UK

American Football in the UK

Birmingham Lions 42 – 2 Newcastle Raiders
BUAFL Championship Game
John Charles Stadium, Leeds
Sunday 5th April 2009

The pendulum of dominance in the British game may swung violently towards the pass as Birmingham Lions destroyed Newcastle Raiders in the BUAFL Championship Game.

In front of a full house at the John Charles Stadium in Leeds, the Lions ripped apart the Radiers with six unanswered touchdowns in a game that had been billed as a close encounter.

Both sides had come through the season unbeaten, averaging scores over 50 while conceding less than two points per game. They had dominated their respective conferences. With that in mind, this was the closest BUAFL gets to a clash of the titans.

On a broader note, the game was a microcosm of the age-old battle between run and pass, with both sides take this fight to different ends of the spectrum.

Newcastle’s decision to run the Double Wing formation – a run-dominated set rarely seen at the higher levels of the sport - met with a distinctly mixed reaction. Meanwhile, Birmingham use a system more commonly seen in the NFL, utilising four and five receivers out of a passing playbook.

While “the run” has subjugated the British game since its inception in the 1980s, teams are always on the look out for a pocket passer. In Tristan Varney, the Lions have found that man.

No rookie quarterback has taken his team to a Championship at the ease with which Varney has led Birmingham. Newcastle’s mean defence, who had conceded just twelve points in the regular season, were made to look tame by Varney’s drop-back passing, which surely impressed the watching GB coach, Riq Ayub.

To Newcastle’s credit, the fight they showed throughout will be one of the lasting memories of the game. Even when 40 points down, they dug deep, returning a blocked point after try to pick up their solitary two points.

But there was no doubting the side that came out on top. Those critics of the Double Wing who believed it would falter against a top defence were proved right, but very few predicted that the Raiders reliable defence would be made futile by the Birmingham “Air Raid.”

The Lions use of motion and the empty backfield would have impressed even the most grizzled of observers.

For Newcastle, it may not quite be back to the drawing board, but they have been shown it takes more than one dimensional football to become National Champions.

By Tom Snee, Live Media UK

NOTE: Photos used with permission fron picsbyvic

Football Manageraholics Anonymous

My laptop is knackered. Fell over a pile of clothes, smashed the screen. Gutted.

So what will I miss now my computer is in laptop heaven. My music - yes, had quite a collection stored on there. My photos - definitely, lots of memories. My work - a little, but I have it all backed up. Football Manager - ah, therein lies the problem.

Not being able to have a good, solid, two hour session is gutting. You get into a rhythm - good results, bad results, good signings, bad signings - and at some point, you know it's time to switch off and get on with your "real" life.

Sometimes I find myself thinking about the game in a lecture. You know how thoughts wander; think about my girlfriend, what she's doing, what she's going to cook for me tonight, have I got much work on tonight, maybe I can catch an hour or two on FM.

Then onto who I'm signing, how were going in the league - anyone who plays the game will know what I'm talking about.

Those who play will be able to recite their best signing, their biggest waste of money, great results, results that make you want to punch the screen.

So, at the minute, it's cold turkey. No games, no signings, no Football Manager. The laptop is away being repaired, and I have to amuse myself with revision and university assignments - you know, the stuff you aren't really supposed to do at university.

Maybe it's a sign, breaking the laptop.

Some might say I have my life back, I have been freed from the tyrannical grip of my devious master. Maybe it's a message from up high that I'm too old to be playing computer games.

Or maybe I just dropped my computer by accident, and it's not some cosmic alignment that is sending me a divine sign. The laptop will come back - repaired - and normal service will resume

It's only a game. I can live without it. I just don't want to.

By Tom Snee, Live Media UK

The Damned United - A Review

It was always going to be difficult. The David Peace novel was so unusual, so unique in its style, that a traditional book-to-film transition was nearly impossible. How could the film replicate the inner demons Clough suffered from?

Quite simply, it didn't. To be fair, there were not many choices as to how it could be done. As any film-maker will tell you, a voice over is a cop out. The quality of the book didn't deserve a cop out.

So, without the inner voice which set the novel apart, the film didn't have any edge, right?

Wrong.

Michael Sheen's Clough was almost as witty and confident as the original. Timothy Spall wasn't the obvious choice for Clough's sidekick Peter Taylor, yet pulled off the role with aplomb.

While some of the Leeds players were a little strangely cast, the film transformed the meaning of the novel - it was less about the conflict between the public and the private faces of Brian Clough, and more about his relationship with others.

The Clough family were understandably peeved when the novel came out. This may change if they were to watch the film as many of the aspects of Clough's drinking and smoking which his widow was unhappy about have been toned down.

In that sense, it may have done the book a little disservice. It was more like a biopic of Clough rather than a direct adaptation of the novel. The film shows Clough through rose-tinted spectacles, but, with hindsight, that is no bad thing.

Rumours are abound relating to a sequel. "Clough : The Forest Years" - something I would definitely pay to see.

Conclusion : You will be disappointed if you want to see a film about the novel, but if you are going to see a film about Brian Clough, the you will leave with a smile.


By Tom Snee, Live Media UK

The Doctor Says...

Unless you’ve been living under a rock for the last few months, I’m sure that you will have heard of the popular book and film Twilight.

To say there has been much hype surrounding the film would be a contender for the Understatement of the Year award. The actors and actresses have barely been out of the magazines or off the TV since the film’s release, and are now being practically stalked whilst they begin filming the sequel New Moon.

But there would be no motion picture without the brilliant mind of author Stephenie Meyer. The four books in the Twilight series are a gripping read, whether you are a vampire fan or not. But be warned now; these books bite, and once the venom spreads you will be turned into a Twilight obsessive.

I was sceptical when purchasing The Host, thinking, how could it possibly live up to Twilight? However, from the first page I knew I was wrong to have ever doubted Meyer.

In The Host, our planet has been invaded by souls, who, in order to survive, take over the mind of the human species, who become the hosts. The book is written from the perspective of Wanderer, a soul who has lived many lives on many different planets, but has never found the place she could call home. Her host, Melanie, was one of the last surviving humans until she was caught. When Melanie refuses to give up her mind and forces memories and feelings upon Wanderer, the soul has no option but to go searching the man they now both love.

Meyer is at her best again with The Host. Her writing is flawless, and her story is fantastically original. As the characters struggle to know where their loyalties lie, to make impossible decisions, to cope with the pain of unrequited love, to trust, to live with guilt, and to have hope in times of despair, you will struggle too. I found myself constantly questioning who’s side I was on, and what was wrong and what was right. Not to mention feeling the high’s and low’s for each character. The Host takes you on a moral journey like no book I’ve ever read before has done.

If you only do one thing today, make it to pick up a copy of The Host.

By Dr. Haras Yeprat, Live Media UK

Live Media UK's Clown of the Day

1. Max Clifford

Mr. Clifford, to you goes the dubious honour of Live Media UK's first ever Clown of the Day Award.

Mr Clifford has long been an annoyance, a depressing sign of what society has become. But his latest exploitation of Jade Goody’s illness has been the most disgusting act of his long and undistinguished career.

At first, I believed Jade herself was driving the bizarre publicity surrounding her terminal cancer.

It wasn’t that I felt unsympathetic towards Jade. Cancer is a vile, cowardly disease, which devastates families, and, in this case, deprives two young boys of their mother and a husband of the woman he loves.

But given the media circus that has shrouded her life over the past few years, it wasn’t absurd to think that she was milking it ever so slightly.

However, over the last week or so, as Jade’s condition deteriorates, it has become clear that the disgusting human being that is Max Clifford is behind all that is unnerving about this situation.

Since shortly after her wedding, Jade has been so heavily sedated that she is constantly slipping in and out of consciousness. Yet somehow, everything she says, everything she does, no matter how private it should be, is conducted in the public eye.

Photographers from a glossy magazine were present at the christening she had for herself and her children. Ostensibly, these photographers were there to record the event so that her children had a reminder of a happy day with their mummy.

Mr Clifford obviously thought the traditional photographs taken by family members wouldn’t suffice.

Then there are the daily newspaper headlines concerning private conversations between Jade and her children.

I find it highly unlikely that little Bobby went to the newspapers and told about how his mummy was going to be a star watching over him and his brother.

Some may argue that Max Clifford is merely doing his job. He is a publicist after all; he is paid to get Jade on the front pages every day.

Does this genuinely class as a job? When did making money out of people’s misery become an honourable profession?

Jade's life as a whole blurred the lines between private and public existence. Her career may have been the creation of Max Clifford, but he should now leave well alone and let her pass away with dignity

NOTE: This article was written before Jade Goody passed away on Mothers Day 2009. Our condolences are with her family.

Technical Difficulties

Apologies to our readers, but tight university deadlines and errors in Live Media UK's computer system has made posting impossible over the last week or so.

No fear, however, as Live Media UK is back with a number of new articles, starting with a critique of the behaviour of Max Clifford surrounding the life and death of Jade Goody.

Also, keep your eye out for a possible video update featuring Live Media UK's Tom Snee as presenter of a documentary on the popularity of darts. More news soon......

The Doctor Says.....

Best friends are a part of who we are, they are someone with whom you can always be yourself, the one person you can confide in when the rest of the world seems out of reach, a shoulder to cry on, they are honesty and trust, and we, as a best friend to them, will do everything we can to return their love. So, what better way to find a best friend than through reality TV...Paris Hilton’s desperation for fame never ceases to amaze me.

Paris Hilton’s British Best Friend is the latest reality TV show to desecrate our screens, and it follows the American ‘has-no-specific-job’ star in her search for a new best friend. The series was filmed no sooner than a year after the US version, Paris Hilton’s My New BFF, was aired. It seems one new best friend just wasn’t enough for Paris.

Some may say that the show is purely a publicity stunt. But surely putting complete strangers through random tasks, voting off the ones who fail, and having filmed interactions with them is a genuine attempt at finding friendship?

As wise as Paris’ knowledge of human interaction is, I think I’ll stick to the old-fashioned way of finding my friends.

By Dr. Haras Yeprat, Live Media UK

The Damned United

The most eagarly anticipated football film of the century is out on general release from March 27th.

The film, based on the David Peace book of the same name, follows the life of Brian Clough - in particular his ill-fated 44 day tenure at Leeds United.

Criticism of the film and book has come thick and fast, and many sports fans will be waiting with baited breath to see how the film is received.

These Things I Believe...

Paul Musselwhite - Former Football League Goalkeeper

After a career spanning 700 appearances, former Port Vale and Scunthorpe goalkeeper Paul Musselwhite has decided to hang up his gloves at the end of the season. Now playing for Gateshead and coaching at Lincon City, Musselwhite spoke to Tom Snee about his 20 years in football

Leaving home was the hardest thing I have ever done. Portsmouth were my hometown club and I had been there since I was thirteen. To be told by the club you love that they don’t want you anymore; there can’t be many worse feelings in football.

Finding your level is important. When I left Pompey, we had just had a season in the top-flight. Even though I was only on the bench for them, the old First Division was very different to playing in the old Third Division. I found my level in the mid-nineties when I had six seasons with Port Vale in what is now the Championship - I felt comfortable with that standard.

Playing abroad is something I regret not doing. I had offers in 1996 and 2000 to play overseas, but I didn’t take them. The first one was after I was named in the Football League Team of the Season - Las Palmas were in touch and I even flew to the Canary Islands to have a chat with them. But something just wasn’t right, so I stayed put. Hibernians of Malta offered me a trial after I left Vale in 2000, but I had a young family and had settled in Lincolnshire. Otherwise I could be Gary Neville’s next door neighbour!

Always follow your heart. People say you should never fall in love with a club - I was lucky enough to do it twice! I rejoined Scunthorpe in 2004 and we won promotion, which is probably the highlight of my career.

You are a long time retired. I was forty last Christmas, and I think that that is long enough. Time catches up with everyone, and I have to build up my coaching career. I have had a great career with lots of highs and thoroughly enjoyed myself.

Paul Musselwhite was in conversation with Tom Snee
Abridged from Sticky Wicket

Winston and Lose Some

'Why should I throw fifteen million euro away when it is already mine? At the moment I signed it was in fact my money, my contract'

Winston Bogarde

Craig Gordon has hit the headlines this week by asking for a chance to play in Sunderland's reserves, after being displaced in goal by Martin Fulop.

At £9million, Gordon is the most expensive British goalkeeper in history. However, if you think playing him in the reserves is a waste of money, I refer you back to the curious case of Winston Bogarde.

Back in the day, Winston was part of the 1995 Ajax team which won the UEFA Champions League, starring alongside players such as Edwin Van Der Sar, Mark Overmars, Clarence Seedorf and the de Boer twins.

So when Chelsea decided to pick him up on a Bosman after an unsuccessful spell at Barcelona, it didn't seem to be too bad a piece of business.

Bogarde signed a four year contract, worth £40,000 a week, with the Blues. One problem, however. Manager Gianluca Vialli had no idea that Bogarde was joining his team. Chairman Ken Bates was the sole reason behind the capture of Bogarde, and the subsequent departure of Emerson Thome.

This incident was the straw that broke the camel's back for Vialli. He left just days later, but his replacement Claudio Ranieri wasn't too keen of Mr. Bogarde either.

Yet Bogarde stayed firm. What more would you expect from a man whose autobiography was entitled "This Negro Bows for No One".

He decided that if Chelsea were daft enough to offer him £40,000 a week, why shouldn't he milk the cash cow dry.

The most surprising aspect of the scenario was that Bates offered him such a salary in the first place.

Bogarde's value had depreciated massively after a poor spell in Catalunia, and, despite Ranieri wanting him out, he wasn't going to get paid anywhere near as much as Chelsea were handing out.
With this in mind, Bogarde stayed put. The club management tried everything to get rid of him; they dropped him from the reserves, made him train with the youth team, even tried to buy his house and evict him.

Whatever the club tried, Winston continued to get what was rightfully his. He turned up to whichever place he was told, smiled, got on with it and watched the zeroes increase on his bank account.

He got slated by the press for being money-grabbing, greedy and other negative stereotypes at the height of the Footballer's Wives era.

But Bogarde himeslf summed it up; "This world is about money, so when you are offered those millions you take them. Few people will ever earn so many. I am one of the few fortunates who do. I may be one of the worst buys in the history of the Premiership, but I don't care."

While Bogarde didn't do himself any favours by saying it, what he did say was pretty much on the money. His wages were almost directly linked to the club's debt in the pre-Abramovic era and an illustration of the splurge mentality many clubs had at the time.

What Bogarde did may not have been morally right, but it serves as a cautionary tale for many clubs who continue to throw money at free agents.

The Credit Crunch may have stopped such silly money being thrown around, but while Fabricio Coloccini has a job, there is always the concern that one day, another Winston Bogarde will pop up

By Tom Snee, Live Media UK

My Heroes

# 1. Jim Brown

Love, and indeed hero worship, is blind. My admiration of Jim Brown, former running-back for the Cleveland Browns in the NFL, was born before I had seen him play - for me the legend was enough.

I first heard about Brown while watching American Football with my dad in the mid-1990s. Barry Sanders, another legendary back, was having the best season in his long and distinguished career, and the commentary team were discussing how good Sanders ranked in terms of the greatest ever. Both analysts agreed; Sanders was good, the best of his generation. But he was no Jim Brown. Sanders’ own father told his son exactly that when he was getting a little big for his boots.

Jim Brown left Syracuse College in 1956 having broken all of the school’s long standing rushing records, and was drafted to the Cleveland Browns. Ten years later, he retired. In the time in between, Brown broke every record there was. He garnered over 12,000 career yards, scored 126 touchdowns and averaged over 5 yards per carry and 100 yards per game over his career. But statistics tell only half of the story.

It was Brown’s style that earned the most plaudits. Often, he was simply impossible to bring down. He had the speed and the quick feet to befuddle a defender. If that didn’t work, he would drop his shoulder and run through the defender. He played by a simple philosophy - “If you are going to tackle me, I’m going to make sure it hurts you more than me.”

Another component to my adoration for Brown is that he simply didn’t give a flying fish. For that reason, Brown’s playing career only lasted nine years. After Art Model (owner of the Browns) refused Brown leave from training to finish filming The Dirty Dozen, Brown simply retired. Seventeen years later, he considered coming out of retirement when a player he didn’t like looked like breaking his all time rushing record. He played by his rules - I’ll play when I want, I’ll quit when I want and if I want to come back, I will.

I have now watched every piece of Jim Brown footage I can find. I know I will never be as good as him. I know I could never replicate his style. But I don’t care. There aren’t many people who can reduce me to flat out hero worship, but for Jim Brown, I would do anything!

By Tom Snee, Live Media UK

Live Media UK's 'Tasche of the Day

Fred "The Demon" Spofforth

In Ashes year, it seems wholly appropriate that the first winner of Live Media UK's 'Tasche of the Day is an Ashes hero.

Fred Spofforth destroyed England at the Oval in 1882, taking 14-90. The following day, The Times produced a mock obituary of English Cricket, with "it's ashes" to be returned to Australia.

Since that day, England against Australia gained even more significance, as the sides competed for the ownership of said "ashes".

And all of this with some of the finest upper-lip hair in history.

Fred Spofforth; the man, the legend, the 'tasche.

RL vs. RU - The American View

Rugby union, rugby league, can't we all just get along ?

With England's dismal Six Nations performances, the argument shouldn't be which code is superior but what they can learn from each other. Union could do well to follow league's example by looking to the US for innovation.

'The Greatest Game' being hammed up by cheerleaders is the most striking cross-reference. Licensing - 'franchising' as it's known across the pond - pitchside exercise bikes, even a member of the Giants squad sporting a Pittsburgh Steelers baseball cap while on the bench (has he no shame ?)

How long before Eddie and Stevo break away from analysing a knock-on to get 'a word from our sponsors' ?

While Americanization can be taken too far, moderation may give Rugby Union some of it's razzmatazz back.

By Tom Snee
Abridged from The Times Online Rugby League Blog

RL vs. RU - The Academic's View

A cup of tea and a mug of hot chocolate. Similar yet different, but I like them both equally. That's how I'd sum up my relationship with the two codes. It seems strange to me that, in the eyes of many, I'm commiting a crime for enjoying both rugby league and union.

Watching Rochdale thrash Barrow last season was my first real encounter with the league code. What grabbed me was the pace and unpredictability of the game. It certainly kept me on the edge of my seat. However, I had a parallel experience with rugby union during the 2007 World Cup, when my eyes never deviated from the hard-hitting action.

Friday night at the Galpharm did little to change my opinion. It was an exciting game and made me want to watch the Giants more often, whilst also making me want to go and see more live union matches as well.

By Dr Haras Yeprat
Abridged from The Times Online Rugby League Blog

Live Media UK announce major coup

Live Media UK are tonight pleased to announce the acquisition of a major academic personality.

Dr Haras Yeprat, formerly of the University of Pheonix, will be lending her talented hand to a number of articles on this site. The Isralei-born Professor of Media and Journalism has been writing on and off for the last nineteen years, and is keen to get back into regular contribution.

Speaking from her West Yorkshire penthouse, Yeprat said "After long conversations with Tom, I have decided to contribute to this blog. Tom is a very talented writer, and for me to be associated with his work is a great honour."

"I hope we can all bask in his reflected glory."

Expect regular contributions from Dr. Yeprat, starting with her opinions on the Rugby League vs. Rugby Union debate.

Welcome to Live Media UK

Live Media UK was set up to give student journalists a chance to showcase their skills online. This blog will offer a wide variety of news, interviews and opinion, and give an opportunity for you to have your say on the articles.

Enjoy!

Tom Snee
Live Media UK