The figure skating file:

At the pub you usually find a group of guys who's there for beer and soccer on the telly. A couple of months ago I questioned why there's no other sports fan clicks in the bar?

I must confess that I've watched tennis in bars and that's ok with people, but if and when I scream and shout about Federers beautiful forehand people look at me funny.

A couple of months ago I decided to experement with the soccer watchers monopoly of TV's in bars. My plan was to try it out on figure skating - visit a bar with a TV and ask to watch figure skating. Just as people watch soccer.

Last week the european championships finally came. I decided to try to watch the mens final in a bar.
I knew that it would be inpossible to watch it in a real sportsbar like O'learys, they have scheduals on what they show. Luckely we remembered that at one of our regular places they had a TV, so we went there.
There were no other sports on for the night, just some documentary. So we got to watch the final. Not without complaints though - one of the guys in the bar obviously got so provoked by the sparkeling ice skaters that he very loudly had to point that out. I think he thought it reinforced his manhood on some level. The other guys joined in. Everyone apart from one who quietly watched some of it. He was drunk but I swear there were joy in his eyes.

When we left the very sweet waitress were stuck in the bar having to defend changing the channel to figure skating. She told them; "I actually like figure skating!" and we loudly stated that we loved it too, as we thanked for a nice evening and went our way...

Conclusion: I strongly recommend you to grab a friend for the next sporting event you like. Head for the bar and end the soccer monopoly, it ads more diversity, and, if figure skaking - glitter and sparkle to the world!

Note to self!

Never forget that strange and miraculous things sometimes happened.



You can read more about the amazing story of Steven Bradbury on wiki, or find out what he's up to now on his homepage.

Words from MySpace - Beer-watching

Yesterday we had beer.
In order to go outside for a quick smoke (after the non-smoking-law) you have to get someone reliable to watch your beer and yesterday it just so happend that at the next table was Frank Andersson. He used to be a Wrestling World Champion and still looks like someone you wouldn't want to hazzle with.
I asked him if he could watch our beer from suspicious substances and people. He said "Sure, I'll watch it".

I feel a beer has never been safer.

Ahh... these precious moments..

xxx

FACTS:

Frank Andersson (born May 9, 1956) is a Swedish former wrestler, most active around 1975 to 1983. In the World Championships, he won three gold medals and two silver ones. He won a bronze at the 1984 Summer Olympics.

Andersson wrestled professionally in World Championship Wrestling in the early 1990s.

He has a son, Isak, who was born in 1996 and a daughter, Anna Mira Amanda who was born in June 2006.

Words from MySpace - Fashion Icons

At first I was really surpriced to find Björn Borg in GX's top 15 most stylish men, but then when I thought about it - being somekind of Wes Andersson fan I realise that Björn is just as big a fashion icon as he was a tennis-player. (just look att all of Wes's films.)

Yesteray I saw a clip from one of his early Wimbledon tournaments and although he lost, girls came screaming down the courtside to meet/touch/get close to the swede after the game, nevermind who won and in much the same way as young girls reacted to Beatles when they first came. It had never been heard of in the gentlemens sport before.



No, I don't see the charm in Björn as a "dishy" guy, (his eyes are too close together and in general he's too stiff), but I do see his style.

Bellow you can see how Björn must have influenced both the great Andre Agassi and Rafael Nadal in more ways than just how they play tennis.






Tomorrow I intend to continue following fashion in Australian Open.

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Words from MySpace - Giants get-together

Today - right now a classic tennis final is being played between Rafael Nadal and Roger Federer.

At the same time Oliver is in Båstad, prepairing to report from the upcoming Swedish tennis-week. He's watching the wimbledon final the lounge-bar and next to him is the former No1 and 7 time Grand Slam winner Mats Wilander.
In walks Glenn Strömberg, another sportlegend (not in Tennis - he was a great soccer/football-player).
Glenn glares at the telly and says to Mats: On that surface you'd beat either of them.
Whereupon Mats replies: I Love you Glenn.

<-- Mats Wilander wins French Open 82

<-- Glenn Strömberg takes a break 85

Words from MySpace - KarateLessons

Don't we all know that feeling?

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Words from MySpace - Brothers & Disturbance

Anna-Nicole died and I thought about honouring her memory by taking the daily happy-pills with some wine...

And I cried when the Swedish biathlon-team won.
Apparently there's something about Sweden winning biathlon that makes me so much more emotional then when Anna-Nicole dies.
(I further confess that this wasn't the first time I've been caught crying when it comes to biathlon, the first time was when we took a freaking brons-medal in an olympic game som years ago. I just can't help myself.)
And I wonder if that's a sign of health or severe emotional disturbance?

(It might be something in the heritige cause I spoke to my granny on the phone today and she'd been sobbing too - just as my mother still does when they show re-runs of Bernt Johansson winning olympic gold in cycling, 1976!)

Another question/thought:

Brothers Zach Thorpe and Ian Braff

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Words From MySpace - My real name could be Björn

I nearly collapsed yesterday and this morning when I thought about it I realized I really should have been Björn Dählie instead of myself.
If these passed couple of weeks would have been a 5 mile cross-country race I would have won Gold - collapsing on the other side of the finishing-line snivelling and sobbing all over the place.

I would also have worn a tight red body-suit.

Instead I won another medal. "Female rookie of the year".
I got it for my bowling this past season.
Actually it made me feel really proud - as if I really managed to accomplish something...

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Words From MySpace - Throwing sand

Throwing sand

I'm 30!
A grown up, skilled in the art of:
Karate - No
Kung Fu - No
Ju Jitsu - No
Sumo Wrestling - No
Throwing Sand - Yes

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Benrik diaries - The meaning of life as a poster

Yesternight I went to play pool. I was very happy with my game - never played better, (even though I lost). But why is it that 90% of all the people who play pool are men? Sisters are so missing out.

Oh, and I thought about Kid Rock. I wondered were he went?
I thought he might be drunk or in law-school. Or maybe he just disappeared into Pamela Anderson. (can anyone remember seeing him since they broke up?)


This morning it also hit me that I've reached the ultimat level of consumation.
The last year it seems more things leave my appartment then enter - I'm always looking for stuff that would be happier somewhere else.
I'm giving away my Billie Holiday poster, even tho' it's very pretty it doesn't fit my place so if it could fit someone elses that's good, right. After all that's the whole meaning of life as a poster. To be on a wall.


My dad is doing better now and mom is calmer. I'm thankful for both.

Some friends are on coming over to my place tonight. I really should clean.
On the other hand if they're true friends they won't mind the mess.