A paradinha, na grande maioria das vezes, “mata o goleiro”. A finalidade do atleta ao utilizá-la é essa. Ele parte para a cobrança, observa ao goleiro e, a poucos centímetros de tocar a bola, pára. Então, observa o movimento que o goleiro fará, facilitando, assim, a escolha sobre qual canto bater. Aí está a polêmica: parar na hora de se cobrar um pênalti, é legal?

Baseando-se nas regras oficiais do futebol, digo que sim. Com a palavra, alguém que entende do assunto:

“A regra permite a finta, e a paradinha é finta. O que não pode é passar o pé sobre a bola antes de chutar”, lembrou Evandro Rogério Roman, árbitro do quadro da Fifa, ao jornal Gazeta do Povo.

 Alguns alegam que a paradinha acaba a real finalidade do pênalti, expressa na célebre frase “pênalti é loteria”. Sendo assim, um pênalti com paradinha não configura sorte, mas sim uma forma de enganar o goleiro, descaracterizando a penalidade.

Porém outros defendem veementemente a paradinha. Acham que bater um pênalti tendo a visão do goleiro caído, faltando apenas a escolha de qual canto bater, é natural e trata-se de uma escolha do batedor. Concordo. Deixar o goleiro decidir-se para depois bater, realmente pode parecer desleal, mas não se pode proibir isso. Seria o mesmo que banir o chapeuzinho, a caneta, a famosa “pedalada”, enfim. Faz parte do espetáculo.

Ontem mesmo, durante o jogo São Paulo x Atlético/PR, pela Copa Sul-Americana, tivemos um exemplo de que até quem é vítima da paradinha, usa-a contra os adversários. O goleiro Rogério Ceni, exímio cobrador de faltas e penalidades, aderiu à essa prática. Correu até a bola e, a poucos metros dela, viu o goleiro Vinícius cair. Teve, assim, a possibilidade de escolher o canto esquerdo do goleiro do Furacão. No final, não adiantou, pois Rogério Ceni não conseguiu, mesmo que com o pênalti bem convertido, evitar a derrota do São Paulo para o Atlético, nos pênaltis, por 4x3.

Mas e você: é a favor ou contra a paradinha?

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I maintain a professional demeanor and display confidence with humility.  I lead by example and sacrifice whatever is needed to get the job done. I believe that leaving my job and going after my dream of entrepreneurship, shows courage and the ability seize opportunities.

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I am flexible and adapt to change well. I have always been able to work with diverse groups. Teaching has prepared me with the ability to change communication styles quickly depending on the audience.

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I am constantly looking for ways to improve myself. I listen to feedback and look for ways to incorporate it my life. I recognize my personal strengths, as well as my personal weaknesses. Accountability is something that I am currently working to improve for myself as well as holding others accountable.

I believe that these four skills will help in the constant development of Launch Learning Group.  The opportunities lie in the ability to react to change that will occur constantly in our business, and the ability to see a vision, and create a path to accomplish that vision.

I need to get a bigger tank for them, but I highly doubt that's going to happen any time soon. 1) I need to pay off Ole Miss first (boo), and 2) I need to find a place to put the stupid thing. I thought about on the floor, but Dad would have a fit. Maybe if I take care of it and buy all of the equipment, they'll let me keep it in the living room or something. That would be nice.... Doubt it will happen though.

I just realized I'm a very pessimistic person. Hmmm.... Wonder why that is. I'm also a very boring person...

Après 4 ans de règne sans partage du roi Federer, le numéro un mondial change de nom. Et alors ...? Remettons les choses en perspective ...
1) Ses résultats ne sont pas si mauvais (demi-finale à Melbourne, finale à Roland-Garros et Wimbledon)
2) Il a remporté 47 matchs cette année, vs 12 défaites.
3) Il a été numéro 1 mondial pendant 237 semaines consécutives! (ah ba oui c'est long!)...

Accepter la défaite est une chose mais supporter tout ces gens autour de moi qui se prétendent mes "amis" voir "petit-ami", ceux qui, chaque jour me regardent un sourire en coin, ou pire qui éclatent de rire après une défaite olympique, s'en est une autre. Cette médaille qu'il a tant mérité, celle qui aurait clôturé cette impressionnante monarchie. Je pensais que ma peine, ce pincement au cœur de déception pour mon champion ne s'effacerait pas. Je l'imaginais déjà pleurer de joie comme un enfant, un enfant pourtant habitué à gagner (cf Open d'Australie 2007 ... trop mignon ...). Heureusement, un champion va juste qu'au bout, si l'or olympique lui a échappé en simple, il a su l'attraper en double. Quel bonheur de le voir comme un gosse au côté de son compatriote ... (Au fait, quoi que vous en disiez, le double c'est un tennis à part entière, ce n'est pas un "lot de consolation" ...!!!)

Enfin, malgré tout c'est comme pour Tiger Woods. On attend de lui qu'il gagne toutes les semaines. Or Roger est humain. «Lorsque le numéro un mondial perd, ça fait la une de tous les journaux. Ça rend tout ça plus dramatique que cela ne l'est» a t-il confié. Et dieu (petit pléonasme car pour moi Dieu c'est Roger) qu'il a raison mon Roger !

Dans tous les cas, si ça peut te consoler, dans mon cœur c'est toi le meilleur, l'unique homme à proposer un tennis parfait, à m'avoir fait rêver pendant 4 ans, et je sais que ça va continuer ...

Comme le criait cette petite fille d'à peine 10 ans assise à coté de moi en 2006 à Roland Garros ... "Come on Roger !!"

O editor de vídeo Roger El Santos ganhou o prêmio de segundo lugar no Festival VideÉau, com a produção do vídeo Right under our nose. O festival é promovido pelo International Secretariat for Water (ISW) e participaram do concurso pessoas de várias localidades do mundo. segundo ele, foram gastos cerca de quarenta dias de trabalho com a criação de 35 desenhos, animação de mais de 140 objetos e sonorização. A animação pode ser vista no site do rapaz www.rogerelsantos.com .

Tonight I have a couple of bits of news for you from my day and one little rant that I have got to get off my chest.  Firstly, the good news is that Roger (my Father-in-Law) is home.  He's been given a list of do's and dont's and has been told to take things very easy indeed for the time being.  But at least he's home, in familiar surroundings, surrounded by his loved ones (including Bailey the dog) and of course his SKY TV.  Welcome home Roger!

My second bit of news, which I'm sure will excite you all beyond belief, is that today Amy and I took delivery of our new bed.  Now this may not seem like such a big deal to most of you but it is to us.  We've needed a new bed for a couple of years now, but have always put off buying one because there's always something else you need that seems to be more important.  However, my Dad gave us some money as a Wedding present but with the understanding that it must be put towards a new bed, so that's exactly what we did.

Our last bed, which now lies in pieces in the spare bedroom, was totally knackered.  The mattress has certainly seen better days and we'd lost count of the number of springs that had started to sprout though.  After a while we both learnt exactly how to lie in bed in a certain way that meant we avoided all the springs, which was fine until you drifted off to sleep, rolled over and were immediately awoken by another stray spring. 

To make matters worse, we had bought the bed out of the Buy-Sell, a local free magazine that people sell their unwanted goods in.  It was advertised by someone 10 minutes from our house as unused, still boxed and was an unwanted gift, at the very reasonable price of £80.  Bargain, we thought.  We found the exact same bed in the Argos catalogue for around £200, so gave the person a call and headed off with our £80 to go and collect the bed.  When we got home and erected the bed we found that there were no slats.  No problem I thought and headed off down to B&Q to buy some wood to make slats of my own, which I did.  It was only later that I found out that the slats should have had a bit of give in them but I had bought the hardest wood I could find because I didn't want them to snap.  I'm sure this never helped matters and may go some way to explaining why I've not had a decent nights sleep for years and suffer from a bad back.  Oh well.

But now we have a brand spanking new shiny bed.  Well it's not shiny actually, it's what I call a Granny bed, with drawers underneath on both sides.  It's not as modern looking as our last bed but if it helps me sleep at all better then it's got to be worth it.

And so to my rant!  Don't get me wrong, I absolutely love Liverpool Football Club, always have done and always will do.  But, they're a bunch of robbing b*stards!  When I bought my new home shirt for £40 earlier this year I received a £10 gift voucher which I need to redeem before 31st August.  'Great', I thought, 'I'll put it towards one of the other new shirts coming out this season'.  In theory it would have worked, but now that the other shirts have been released I don't want either of them because, to put it plainly, they're disgusting!

So I went online today to see what I could use my £10 voucher for in the club shop, not a lot as it turns out.  I didn't want to waste the voucher so found myself a mug for £5 and thought I'd order 2 so it was bang on £10 and would then pay whatever the P&P cost.  I proceeded to the checkout and found that the P&P was £6.95, a little bit steep I thought, so I had a rethink and came up with a cunning plan.  I only really need 1 mug, so went back and changed my order to 1 mug for £5, which in turn meant £4.95 for P&P.  Great!  My voucher will cover the cost of the mug as well as P&P, I thought, maybe I was missing out on 5p but I could get over that because it wasn't actually going to cost me a penny.  

But no, I was wrong.  When I went to redeem the voucher it only worked against any actual items you had bought but  you are responsible for paying any P&P costs.  By now I was getting a little bit wound up by all of this.  So I cancelled the order, I'm not prepared to pay £4.95 for a mug that I didn't really want in the first place. 

So then I came up with plan C.  I would take a trip into Chester next week and buy something from the club shop that they have there.  No P&P charges to pay and I could incorporate it into a day out, pure genius.  Then I read the small print.  If you want to use the voucher online you have to remove a panel thus revealing a redemption code, which I had done.  But, if you wish to use the voucher in the club shop then this panel must still be firmly in place to be valid. Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaargh!!!

Are these things done on purpose just to wind the likes of me up?  Surely the whole process could be made a lot easier and simpler!  I don't know, perhaps I'm getting old and turning into a grumpy old man, my new bed would certainly suggest so. 

Anyway, rant over for today, I'm now heading outside to chain smoke 20 ciggies in an hour and wash it down with a bottle of Jacobs Creek.

Thanks for listening,

Simon.

ja tal on käärsoole vähk neljandas staadiumis, kuid peale seda, kui Todd kuulutas ta Lakelandi laval terveks, käis Roger arsti juures ja tal tuvastati vähi alanemine 50% võrra. Küsimused esitada selle postituse kommentaaride kaudu. Soovitatavalt kohe inglise keeles, aga eesti keel sobib samuti.

Roger on see, kellele Todd Bentley (tätoveeritud mees) kõhtu lõi.

I was born on New Years Eve 1977 in Cheshire, only a few miles from where I live now, the son of John and Hilary Wilson. I have one brother, Matthew, who is two years older than me.  My parents were both Head Teachers and I first went to my Mothers Primary School as an infant, before moving to my Fathers Primary School when I went up to Juniors. I had an extremely happy childhood and have some great memories of my early years. We were never 'well off' but we had enough money to live comfortably.

In 1986, on the day Prince Andrew married Fergie, we moved away from the town and into the country. It was fantastic! Loads of new places to explore, I was never in the house. Any spare time I had was either spent 'lost' in the woods or kicking a football around. The main reason we moved was so that my brother and I could both go to a decent High School, and we did. I got great grades at GCSE and enjoyed my school days, participating in just about any sport going.

During my teen years my brother unfortunately got mixed up with drugs.  To this day I don't know exactly what he was using, but I know it wasn't just the 'soft' drugs. The drugs changed him, for ever! We didn't speak for three years; I had no time for him. He would steal from me and my parents and try and get me the blame, he would beat me up when he was high on something and had lost the plot, there was no point entertaining him any more, so I just ignored him.

Around the same time my Father suffered from a breakdown and had to take Prozac to control it. Again, this changed my Father for a long time and my relationship with him suffered. We didn't see eye to eye on anything.  He didn't understand me and I certainly didn't understand him. We didn't know how to deal with each other. We got on with things though, many an argument was had and many a time one of us would storm out of the house and go missing for a few hours to cool off. But, at least I had my Mother to turn to. We were quite close and supported each other through this rough period.

After leaving High School I did attend a College for several months. However I soon realised that the courses I had chosen weren't what I wanted to do and left around October after the College refused to let me change courses. I went to work at Sainsbury's for about twelve months, before landing a job as a bar man in one of my friends parents' pubs. I didn't realise it at the time but it was to be the start of my Managerial career in Catering and Hospitality.

Since then I have Managed and been Deputy Manager at several different pubs, all in Cheshire. My first shot at Management was in 1999 when I was asked to be an Interim Manager for six months, a role that I thoroughly enjoyed. I obviously impressed during these few months because shortly after that I was asked to Manage a pub full time, The Shady Oak, I accepted with great excitement and anticipation.

The Shady Oak brings back so many great memories but at the same time so many bad ones. We had some great nights there and I was surrounded by some very good friends. I made up with my brother, gave him a job and even gave him and his fiancé free accommodation for two years. In 2002 he walked out on the job and my hospitality though, without any notice and no word of a thank you, we haven't spoken since.

The same year my Mother walked out on us and ran off with another man, something I will never forgive her for. My parents quickly got divorced and she remarried. I haven't spoken to her since either. It hit both my Father and I really hard, he was suicidal for a period after that. In a strange way though it was a blessing in disguise, it brought me and him closer together.  I still don't think my Father has totally got over it, but he is much better these days. He seems to have reinvented himself and is now enjoying the 'teenage' years that he didn't when he was a teenager.  He retired last year and spends most of his time travelling around the World now. He has made new friends and is getting on with his own life without worrying about having to please anyone else.

Whilst at The Shady, in 2000, I also met my Wife. We knew of each other at school but never really mixed with each other, and then I employed her as a barmaid. We quickly got together and hit it off straight away.  Her job role quickly changed into barmaid/cleaner/chef/waitress etc. whatever role needed filling in the pub we just got on and did it between us. We made a great team and still do to this day. She has helped me through probably the toughest time in my life so far and we have also had some great times together, we very recently married, July 18th 2008.

It was always Amy's dream to go to New York. So for her Christmas present in 2006 all I gave her was a card. In it I had given her the choice of 2 weeks holiday in the sun, a week in Paris or a few days in NYC. I think it was the first time that I had ever seen her cry with tears of happiness.  I knew very well that she would pick the trip to New York and, as I had decided a couple of months before, I would use the trip to propose to her. I did, she said yes and I became the happiest man alive.  Our Wedding day was fantastic, we both enjoyed every minute of it and I can safely say it was the best day of my life! We are still sorting through the thousands of photos we have of the day and of the Honeymoon, once we have them all straight I will post you some on here.

We left the Shady Oak in 2003, it all became too much. I was going through a bad spell in my life and we both ended up working pretty much 24/7, so we decided to leave.  Amy went into the Hotel industry and still is today.  I went on to work at several other pubs and Oulton Park Race Circuit.

November last year we were due to take over another pub together. We had sworn we would never do it again but the money was extremely tempting and we could have rented out our house. We both handed our notice in at work and had put in a lot of work on new menus for the pub and on how to take the place forward. Then, two days before we were supposed to take over, we decided against it. The thought of going back to 24/7 was just too much. The money would have been fantastic and we would have been a lot better off than we are now had we taken it on, but running a pub you
don't have any kind of a life really. You're lucky if you manage to get outside of the same four walls even for an hour. We didn't want to go back to that kind of lifestyle.

So, after a big panic, Amy got her old job back and has since had promotion.  I have decided to get away from pubs forever, except when I go drinking in them. I now work in a stately home in the heart of Cheshire and I've never been happier. I do two days a week helping with the maintenance side of things and then the rest of my week is spent looking after wedding parties and corporate dinners. It's great, I love it! My only regret is that I didn't do it years ago. There is nothing more rewarding than seeing a Bride and Groom, that over several months you have got to know very
well, enjoying they're big day. There is a lot of pressure to make sure everything goes right for them, but when it does it is the best feeling in the World.

I am currently also trying to start several businesses, I'm sure you'll be hearing more about these over the coming months so won't bore you with the details now, but haven't really had much time since returning from Honeymoon. Whilst we were away Roger, my new Father-in-Law, suffered from a minor heart attack, so was taken to Liverpool last week for a quadruple heart by-pass operation. He is OK we think and it looks like he may be able to come home soon, possibly tomorrow. It's going to be a long slow recovery for him, but he'll get there.

Amy also lost her Nan last year, on Christmas day of all days, so it seems it's now my turn to support Amy through some rough times, just has she has done for me. I guess that is what marriage is about.  Sticking together through thick and thin, the good times and the bad.  Shame my Mother didn't realise that.  We will get through it together and hopefully in the coming years we have got some better times ahead.

I hope to share these good, and bad, times with you on here. I hope you will follow my roller coaster life and enjoy doing so.

Thanks for listening,

Simon.

Je ne m'étendrai pas sur le sujet mais Claudine Douville en a sorti une pas pire lors de la description du match de volley-ball de plage opposant les États-Unis à la Géorgie.

Après un contre de Dalhausser, Gia a eu du mal à maîtriser le ballon:

Gia a été épinglé comme un papillon sur un tableau de collectionneur.

Wow, je suis sans mot! On ne peut pas sortir cette expression sur le coup de l'émotion, avoue Claudine que tu l'avais préparée! Tu fais de la compétition à Claude Quenneville!

¤ DavidB.DoT.CoM ¤

It was still a nice break nonetheless. I didn't get to go to Bandung with my family on Sunday, and spent the whole Sunday and Monday reading Eclipse and Breaking Dawn instead. I'm currently around 400+ pages into Breaking Dawn, and while I think the storyline is getting more and more ridiculous (a vampire can actually conceive a child? huh?), I still enjoy the book anyway. And I am still completely and utterly dazzled by Edward Cullen. Loving, patient, protective, smart, rich, gorgeous... what's not to love? Why can't a guy like him exist in real life? *sigh*

On another note, I'm pretty excited with my upcoming online business with two of my colleagues. Well, one colleague and one ex-colleague, actually. We're in the process of planning and developing an online dating site which is slightly different than those dating sites you usually see/find on the Internet. We're still developing the site mechanism and overall strategy at the moment, and in the midst of finding the most suitable designer/web developer to make it happen. Hopefully everything turns out well and we'd be able to launch the site in the next couple of months!

Oh btw, I know this is a bit late (I forgot to mention it a few days ago!), but Roger Federer (with Stanislas Wawrinka) won the gold medal in Men's Doubles! Fingers crossed the medal would be able to boost his self-esteem and help him win the US Open title!