Bjørn Tore Kvarme • Liverpool FC (1996-1999)

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Bjørn Tore Kvarme • Liverpool FC (1996-1999)
15 May 1948 Fledgling State of Israel now home to Messianic Jews #otdimjh
From the article “Hebrew Christianity in the Holy Land from 1948 to the Present” by Ole Chr. M. Kvarme [p.43ff, footnotes omitted]:
A celebratory crowd outside the Tel Aviv Museum to hear the Declaration
David Ben-Gurion declaring independence beneath a large portrait of Theodor Herzl, founder of modern Zionism
Ben Gurion (Left) Signing the Declaration of Independence held by Moshe Sharet
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Chelsea players acting all Sunday league.
AVB: juxtapositioning.
Within the largely dog-eared world of amateur football if there’s such a thing as a journeyman, I’d have no shame in claiming to be one. Over the course of an un-illustrious 2 decade period during which I admit to donning a pair of white Nike Mercurial Vapours, I’ve been a promiscuous member of my local Sunday and Saturday league scene. And through that time I’d testify to seeing the lot. I’ve witnessed our keeper shit in a Spar bag on the way to a game, seen a lad turn up to training with Kvarme on the back of his Liverpool shirt, and worryingly, I’ve heard the word ‘bants’ being increasingly used around the dressing room.
In an attempt to deftly steer into the oncoming path of the current hot topic, I too can conjure tales of player power. The issue is, when compared to the stories currently being hawked from the gates of Stamford Bridge and the calls for it to be outlawed, in the amateur game it’s a prerequisite.
You see the typical, amateur league outfit is made up of a squad of around 15, the manager and a fella named Kenneth who fills the water bottles. The club will have no real infrastructure to speak of and therefore no outlook, stability or security. The whole thing is haphazardly stitched together purely by the commitment of the aforementioned. And the upshot is that the manager has no real authority, with the players afforded all the elbow room they want. Thems be the rules.
That’s why players give team talks, defenders persuade the manager to start them up top, and star players sub themselves off after an hour because of a stag do. It happens at every amateur club each weekend, and always will. The likes of Terry, Lampard and Cech would fit right in at a club like ours.
Before signing off, I must add that I no longer wear white Nike Mercurial Vapours.
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