Archive for May, 2013
Nothing new today, just a bit of spring cleaning over at the main site, Flip Flop Flyin’. Up until today, there used to be a section on the site called G Things. It was a place that I dumped some of the little things that I’d done on this blog, but didn’t seem worthy of their own section. That section has now gone.
I’ve been thinking about how my brain works recently, and it seemed weird to separate those seemingly little things off, as if they were somehow different. But I don’t think that’s how my brain works or sees the things I do. In my head, the little things are just as important as the bigger things.
So I emptied that folder and put all of its contents on the main page as separate things. It took me all of yesterday to do that, partly because I looked at a lot of old stuff for the first time in ages.
It’s a strange feeling looking at things from the past. It’s something I don’t do very often at all, and to see stuff that I still like or am embarrassed about… well, it’s an interesting thing to do. Like reading an old diary. It also made me realise exactly how much stuff there is. There are nearly 250 different sections of the site now. Some of them just single drawings, some of them multi-part stories, some of them full of loads of drawings. Gosh knows what it must be like for anyone visiting this site for the first time.
As iconic as this photograph is, I have no idea who took it. (Update: the photo was taken by Steve Powell. Thanks to Keith Last for telling me this.) Type “Maradona Belgium” into Google Images and many of the results are of this image. Type in simply “Maradona” and it comes up fairly quickly, too.
What the photograph shows us is six Belgian players all watching what Diego Maradona is doing. (The game was Belgium and Argentina’s first group game at the 1982 World Cup in Spain, at the Camp Nou in Barcelona.) What we take from the photograph is further confirmation of what we already know: Maradona was utterly fantastic. And that is what the photograph is intended to do.
But there’s a lot that the photograph does not tell us. Aside from not telling us that Belgium won the game 1-0 (Erwin Vandenbergh, 62′), the photograph is a little bit deceiving.
Maradona is fouled, and the referee awards Argentina a free kick, and gives a yellow card to Luc Millecamps.
Osvaldo Ardiles takes a short free kick, passing it to Maradona.
And this is where we see the moment that the photograph was taken. Maradona had not even touched the ball at this point. His left foot is raised ready to receive the ball.
We can see in the video Ardiles is about to run directly through the Belgian players who made up the wall. And all of those players who, in the photograph, look like they are there to stop Maradona being awesome, are actually just breaking out of being a wall, eyes following the ball. Maradona attempts to cross the ball to a teammate on the left side of the box, but it’s cleared by Millecamps.
The photograph… well, it tricks us.
Nonetheless, it’s a cool photo, and it illustrates a point beautifully: Maradona was fucking amazing.
On this day 47 years ago, there was a music festival called the Whit Monday Pop Gala Festival in my hometown, at Lincoln City’s football ground, Sincil Bank. Look at this for a line-up:
The Small Faces
Georgie Fame and the Blue Flames
Screaming Lord Sutch
New chart looking at the Beatles’ post-Beatles solo careers and collaborations with other members of the band. Full chart here: http://flipflopflyin.com/jpgr/index.html
I’m not really a fan of the new album. There’s a couple of okay songs on there. But, I still like them as a band, even though Discovery was the last record I genuinely loved. I love how they look, though. So I did a drawing of some different Daft Punks, starting with their initial helmet phase all the way to their recent appearance at the Monaco Grand Prix.
That’s three of them above. You can see the rest here:
“Daft Punk Are Playing at My House.”
I was walking back from the supermarket yesterday afternoon, listening to Doolittle. It’s an album I don’t listen to very often. Partly because I over-listened to it at the time, and partly because, well, it’s my least favourite. Not in a snobby way, just cos it was popular: I just prefer all the other albums. Anyway, during There Goes My Gun, there’s a tiny bit of background vocal that, when I was a teenager, often sounded like my mother was calling me from downstairs. This happened with a fair few records I seem to remember. I can only remember a couple of records with a sound like that now: the aforementioned Pixies song, and Egg Man by the Beastie Boys. The sound is in the background around 1m 30s into the Pixies song, and 1m 28s into Egg Man (9m 19s into the YouTube clip cos it’s the whole album). It’s Ad Rock saying something like “ray,” I think. But, it can’t be just me who hears things in songs like someone is calling them, right? Right…?
Another soccer chart today. This time, I’m re-visiting and updating something I did (badly) in 2008, when I looked at the Brazil and Argentina World Cup squads over the years, and where the players played their club football. Unsurprisingly, players went where the money is, and more and more played in Europe. So, yes, I’ve updated those, and to contrast that, added charts looking at (West) Germany and Italy, too.
The last week or so, I’ve been thinking that it’s probably time to do more non-baseball infographics. And not just other sports, too. But for now, it is sport-themed. Football. Soccer.
Both are regarding English football, but at different ends of things. First, a look at Liverpool FC’s last 23 seasons. 23 championship-less seasons.
And the other chart looks at those teams that have been relegated from the Football League to “non-league football.” The first team to experience automatic relegation was my hometown team, Lincoln City, back in 1987. And plenty of other teams have suffered the same fate since.
I done a map regarding the fantastic 1991 single It’s Grim Up North by the Justified Ancients of Mu Mu. I love this song. It is not only a great record, but it reminds me of good times. Specifically, it reminds me of good times in a bar that no longer exists called Key Largo in Lincoln. You Love Us by Manic Street Preachers also reminds me of that bar.
Anyway, here’s a link to the full map: link to the full map.
Really not sure why, but I can’t stop listening to this at the moment. Maybe it’s because I’m so far away from home, but it makes me feel a wee bit nostalgic for England. But there’s that yobbish element to the song, too, which I’m very happy to not be around. The video, though, is still a whole big bucket of fun.