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Alex Rowland retweeted
Today marks the start of this years Royal British Legion’s poppy appeal
We must never forget those who sacrificed themselves so we can have our freedoms today
Lest we forget 🫡
#RBL #RoyalBritishLegion
Absolute stunner of a course. I feel you enjoy links golf and have never had the joy of playing here , it is a must @TenbyGolfClub
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Alex Rowland retweeted
11 years ago today we lost the best! His memory will be honoured at the @HKendallSuite in true blue tradition later, #RIPHoward
4 nights is too long in both.
Krakow if you havent been is a must and so much to do and see.
So much to learn about Polands 🇵🇱 history and obviously WW2.
Alex Rowland retweeted
Its interesting that the entire media narrative now is about how the PL has lost meaning, it feels hollow, what a farce.
Mfs, we've known this for years. And when Everton were unjustly docked 10 points an entire stadium held up signs saying "Corrupt". Its been there infront of your eyes.
You are crying now because your darlings had their arses handed to them, and rubbed your noses in it.
The perfect scenario is City get absolutely hammered for their cheating, but beat the media darlings home & away comprehensively.
Entirely fitting. The corrupt PL created this mess & deserves to suffer the consequences. Sham FC battering Shameless FC. Poetic.
Barry could have had 4 , creating enough chances but the equaliser should never happen. N/Miles cannot be trying a back heel in that area of the pitch 😒 Should have been out of sight but unbeaten and move onto the next game 👏 😉 @BennyQueso @dec1878
Maybe they look at the Man City situation and think the landscape of the PL might look a lot different in a few months and now might be time to sell. Also, Everton would be easier to sell than Roma as we have all our ducks in a row , stadia, etc
1. After only 2 summer windows where the squad acquisition cost was barely increased, we sold our best player, ST prices were increased and the club revenue grew very significantly, TFG are bailing -> no other way to put it.
2. Yet, contrast their statement today versus the statements made below, which talk about long term vision, investment and custodianship:
3. Dan Friedkin, December 2024
“I take immense pride in welcoming one of England’s most historic football clubs to our global family, The Friedkin Group. Everton represents a proud legacy, and we are honoured to become custodians of this great institution… We are deeply committed to honouring this legacy while contributing positively to the community, economy, and people of this remarkable city.”
4. Marc Watts, December 2024
“We are proud to be the new custodians of your Club. Together, we will usher Everton into a new era, one that is marked by ambition and professionalism. As stewards of Everton, we look forward to showing our commitment to the Club through actions, not words… Our goals are clear: Strengthening the men’s first-team squad through thoughtful and strategic investment… Maximising the potential of the new stadium through long-term commercial partnerships and events that benefit the city of Liverpool… The road ahead of us is long and there will be further challenges to come, but we are committed to living by Everton’s motto: nil satis nisi optimum.”
5. Everton are not doing badly, on and off the pitch. Fans have not done protests like Roma, or gone to any great angry lengths. They have swallowed all the additional costs. They have packed the HD Stadium. Sponsors have flocked in, good players have joined, Everton are on the up.
6. The about turn from TFG is undeniably NOT linked to Everton's own instrinsic progress. We have been demonstrating sound financial and football progress.
7. No question this is linked to something else. My hunch is UEFA Article 5. TFG never really had a suitable structure to solve the dual ownership of Roma and Everton, and gullible journalists put out statements saying they a solution without properly querying how. We also had the laughable Kinnear interview where the owners made it sound like they were driving the club towards a high bar of success in the long term.
8. Everton in TFG's eyes is the easier club to flog equity in, to facilitate the seperation. TFG can retain a minority stake.
9. The value growth in Everton allows them to (a) raise cash from the sale for Roma's stadium build (b) sell the same story about Roma's new stadium to financiers of that stadium using Everton and HD as the template: New stadium->more revenues->equity growth
10. Before TFG bought Everton, their Roma investment was fucked. €1bn sunk with no hope of recovery and an expensive stadium build. Everton have made things alot easier.
11. To conclude, TFG deserve some credit for good work in stabilising Everton's finances. But all good solid owners would have done that.
12. They absolutely failed to back up
their words when they bought the club and in the process sold our best player and left us with a weakened squad.
I for one will not be sad to see the back of these sorry bastards.
New owners will have to undergo strict OADT and compliance to IFR's new licensing regime. So no chance of any charlatans getting near the club. Whoever that new credible owner is, in my opinion, must NOT be creating an Multi Club Ownership (MCO) model.
Keep the content coming, really enjoy your posts !!
Well, that's the Dunhill over for another year.
I thoroughly enjoyed the experience. It was the first time I've caddied for a pro in a tournament that wasn't solely at Carnoustie. We never made the cut, but I still got to see some world-class golf up close.
I do have to admit, though, I've missed the day job.
I've had one round at Carnoustie in almost two weeks and I miss it. If anything, this week has made me appreciate it even more.
I love my job and I love caddying for you guys and gals. It's a completely different vibe, and for me there's nothing better.
The people who come here have often been dreaming about playing Carnoustie all their golfing lives. I get the privilege of sharing that round with you.
We're into the last month of the season now, and as October goes on I'll get fewer and fewer bags.
It's always a strange feeling.
My body needs the break. After a season of carrying golf bags around Carnoustie, I'm looking forward to putting my feet up.
But I also know that after a week or two I'll be missing it greatly. Not just financially, but mentally.
When I was younger, the change used to hit me pretty hard.
You go from daily exercise, being outside all day, earning a decent living and spending your time with people who are genuinely delighted to be there.
Then someone flicks a switch.
Much less exercise. The daylight disappears. The money stops. And all those happy people are gone.
Scottish winters don't exactly help.
At the darkest point we get around six or seven hours between sunrise and sunset, and plenty of those hours are spent under grey skies, with a damp, biting wind and rain coming sideways.
The first couple of months aren't too bad. There's the initial relief of getting a rest, then Christmas comes along.
January and February are different.
Long, dark and miserable.
Seasonal affective disorder is a real thing up here.
These days, experience helps. I know it's coming. I know what to expect. And I know you've just got to keep moving forward.
The difference this year is I've got projects.
I've got content I want to make. I've got a course-management book to finish. I've got websites to build and plans I want to turn into something real.
And eventually the days will start getting longer again.
Then one morning I'll pick up a golf bag, walk onto the first tee at Carnoustie and another season will begin.
Alex Rowland retweeted
In 1967 Britain had more electric vehicles on its roads than every other country on earth put together, and they were all delivering milk.
There were tens of thousands of them. The milk float: open sided, battery under the floor, top speed of about 15 miles an hour, and a whine you could pick out in your sleep. It was charged overnight at the depot and was back there by lunchtime.
It carried glass bottles. Each one was collected from your step the next morning, washed and refilled. A bottle went round like that 20 or 30 times before it broke. The foil cap went for scrap. There was no other packaging.
The milk had come from farms within a few miles, through a local dairy, and was on the step before 7.
So here is what the country had. A zero-emission delivery fleet. Reusable containers with a return rate any modern scheme would kill for. No plastic. A supply chain you could cycle the length of. A man who noticed if an old lady's bottles were piling up, and knocked.
It was dismantled in about 15 years, because a supermarket could sell milk a few pence cheaper in a plastic jug as a way of getting you through the door.
Every piece of that system is now the subject of a government target for 2040.
It was running in 1967, silently, in the dark, and nobody thought it was worth a mention.
Will play better than that and lose at some point and the records will show a 1 nil victory.
That said our game management against 10 men was so poor when you have ball carriers like George and Dibling on the wings.
Utft
And who is saying he has no pace? Gave the lad a decent head start haha. I think its really exciting, George on one side, Dibling the other and Grealish can roam ?
Alex Rowland retweeted
When Dibling made that last ditch tackle last night it showed me the lad is definitely starting to realise he’s got to work hard off the ball as well . I remember the Sunderland cup game when he lost the ball and just stood there
Alex Rowland retweeted
A proud moment for PGA Captain David Llewellyn, who has been named the 2026 winner of the John Barnett Memorial Trophy for his services to Welsh golf. 🏆
The award was presented at the Welsh National PGA Championship, recognising a career and contribution to the game spanning more than five decades.
Llewellyn described receiving the trophy, named in memory of his great friend John Barnett, as “truly touching”.
Congratulations, David. 👏
Read full story via the link bit.ly/4Ad5SeH
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Alex Rowland retweeted
Très TRÈS GRAND RESPECT !!!! 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
En 1936, devant les yeux d'Adolf Hitler aux Jeux de Berlin, un jeune homme de 20 ans fend l'eau à une vitesse phénoménale et fait taire tout le stade. Sept ans plus tard, en novembre 1943, il monte dans un wagon à bestiaux direction Auschwitz avec sa femme et leur fillette de deux ans. Ce soir-là, privé de son nom et réduit à un simple numéro gravé dans la chair, personne ne sait encore que cet homme brisé accomplira après l'enfer l'un des plus grands miracles de l'histoire du sport.
Son nom était Alfred Nakache.
Avant la guerre, Alfred est le roi des bassins, l'un des nageurs les plus rapides de la planète et le fierté de toute la France. Mais en 1941, sous l'Occupation, un article de presse le désigne publiquement comme « le Juif Nakache » et exige son bannissement immédiat des compétitions. Par solidarité, d'autres nageurs français refusent de plonger sans lui et se retirent des championnats. Ce geste magnifique ne suffira pas à le protéger de la haine.
Dénoncé, Alfred est arrêté avec les deux êtres qu'il aime plus que tout au monde.
Dès leur arrivée sur la rampe d'Auschwitz, sous un ciel gris et glacial, la sélection sépare la famille en quelques secondes. Alfred est envoyé aux travaux forcés. Sa femme Paule et leur petite Annie, âgée de deux ans à peine, sont exécutées dès le premier jour. Alfred l'ignore et continue d'espérer chaque matin, trouvant la force de survivre dans le seul souvenir de leurs sourires.
Il a perdu sa dignité.
Il a perdu sa femme.
Il a perdu sa petite fille.
Après avoir survécu aux travaux exténuants et aux marches de la mort en plein hiver, il est enfin libéré au camp de Buchenwald. Il n'est plus qu'un squelette vivant, pesant à peine 40 kilos, les yeux creusés par le chagrin lorsqu'il apprend la terrible vérité : il ne reverra plus jamais sa femme et son enfant.
N'importe quel homme se serait laissé mourir.
Mais un peu plus d'un an après sa libération, en 1946, Alfred s'avance au bord d'un bassin. Ses bras sont marqués par les cicatrices, son corps porte les traces de la faim, mais il plonge. Dans l'eau, il ne ressent plus la douleur des camps ni le poids de l'absence. Il bat le record du monde du relais. Deux ans plus tard, aux Jeux Olympiques de Londres en 1948, il est le seul survivant des camps de la mort à s'aligner au départ, nageant non pas pour la gloire ou la vengeance, mais simplement pour se sentir encore vivant.
Alfred a consacré la suite de sa vie à transmettre sa passion aux enfants de Toulouse, leur apprenant à flotter, à respirer, à ne jamais abandonner face au courant.
Un après-midi de 1983, alors qu'il effectuait sa traversée quotidienne dans la mer, son cœur fatigué s'est arrêté. L'eau, qui lui avait tout donné et qui l'avait aidé à traverser le pire, l'a emporté paisiblement.
On croit souvent que le courage consiste à se battre contre les autres, alors qu'il s'agit parfois simplement de trouver une raison de continuer à respirer quand on a tout perdu.
Si ce destin hors du commun vous a touché, partagez-le pour que le nom d'Alfred ne soit jamais oublié. On a tous en nous une force cachée pour surmonter nos plus sombres épreuves.
