Columns - Irish Examiner

Trizia Fiorellino

Goodbye Gallas and don’t forget your dirty linen

NEVER a dull moment is there? Last Monday I had filed my copy only a couple of hours before all hell broke loose when Chelsea released their explosive statement that Gallas had threatened to score an own goal, get sent off, or play badly to try and force the club’s hand over his contractual bickering.

Wed, 13 Sep, 2006

Time to out Lamps - to be frank

MIDDLESBROUGH was a nightmare. Long journey in the driving rain, an absolutely awful performance, heavy-handed policing, we lose, then a long journey home again? I’ve had better nights.

Wed, 30 Aug, 2006

Job well done — just don’t mention Gallas

I LOVE the first game of the season — it’s like the first day back at school. Everyone with their new clothes, sporting holiday tans, excited about the new season — some forever optimistic, some forever pessimistic (me).

Wed, 23 Aug, 2006

Patchy curtain raiser an expensive outing

SO THAT’S the season curtain-raiser out of the way — and what did we learn? A number of things, I think. Firstly that our “global brand” jaunt to the United States wasted precious training time, which has left us at least a week, if not two weeks, behind teams like Liverpool in terms of fitness. And boy did it show!

Wed, 16 Aug, 2006

Gallas swap is a bad bit of business for us

“You were working as a waitress in a cocktail bar, when I met you; I picked you out, I shook you up and turned you around, turned you into someone new”

Fri, 09 Jun, 2006

José drops a clanger with team selection

SO WHERE do I start? I am gutted. Even more disappointed than after the Champions League game, because I really wanted the FA Cup, and my desire to see us beat Liverpool was even greater.

Wed, 26 Apr, 2006

Blue is the colour (except on Ashley Cole)

THWARTED by goal difference for the top spot in the Premiership table, but now top of the Champions League group — am I happy? No.

Mon, 10 Apr, 2006

An extraordinary day for the special one

I AM writing this with a desperate hangover, so bear with me. Days before the match against United, I was so nervous, convinced we were going to lose and face the terrifying prospect of doing a ‘Newcastle’.

Sun, 05 Mar, 2006