Wednesday, April 29, 2009

Destroy All Monsters

Memo from the front, April 26

    Let every ear hear and every tongue sing the glory of the People’s Team!  From the factory floor to the academic hall, from the construction site to the accountant’s cubicle, from the restaurant kitchen to the lawyer’s office, let all know the glory of the People’s Team!

 

   This week, Tartan Devils Football Club continued their march of glory into the hearts of the proletariat everywhere by securing another win.  The Dynamo White football club (a deceptively revolutionary sounding name… not be confused with a team concerned with revolution) came to the home of the People’s Team – Founder’s Field – and were soundly beaten 3-nil!  Two goals from the Young Pioneer and one from the First Among Equals insured a solid win for the TDFC.


 

   In goal, Keeper Comrade James channeled the late Lev Yashin, swapping a black shirt for one of People’s Red.  Garnering a clean sheet, he was a wall against all onslaughts.  In front of our Dear Keeper stood a rock solid revolutionary defensive force.  TDFC’s Defensive Gang of Four brought down an iron curtain that neither sodomite nor imperialist could penetrate.


 

 

   In pure collective style, this week’s Proletariat of the Match goes to the entire Tartan Devils Football Club.  Almost every member of the team that was present played (Comrades from the bench mob included).  What is more, they played like a true team.


 

 

   A large part of the TDFC’s strength came from the crafty use of substitutes.  These directions were made by Chairman Tony and Comrade MJ.  This allowed us to, as the Dear Leader mentioned in a communiqué to the team, have something akin to a 12th man. Running the bench like a strong, Red and Black machine, direction from the Politbureau Of The Bench gave all supporters of the People’s Team something to cheer about!

 

    Onward!  Onward to the rising sun of glory, TDFC!  With the People behind you, surely you cannot falter in the face of revolutionary football!  We have nothing to lose but our chains!  Onward!  Onward to VICTORY!


All photo's by Jack Megaw

Tuesday, April 21, 2009

Dispatch from the front, April 19

Unbreakable team of freeborn Drunks,
Great Devil squad welded forever to stand.
Created in struggle by the will of the bottle,
United and mighty, our Tartan Devil FC land!
  
Let this mighty anthem be sung from hilltops, factory floors and barroom stalls in honor of the Tartan Devils FC victory over the bourgeoisie of Cranberry FC!

   On April 19th Year Zero plus one, the TDFC were triumphant 2 to 1 over the invading forces of Cranberry FC. The hard fought game was a shining example of the collective at work as every Player Comrade willing, sacrificed body and dignity to earn the victory!

   Though the game had the ebb and flow of a capitalist drunk on the labor of the oppressed, the result was stellar in the end. The play of Paul "The T 34 Tank" Coen earned him "Proletariat of the Match" honors as this hero of The People put in both goals for the Tartan Devils. Both Tommy "I am willing to sacrifice my nose for three points and a pint" Butler as well as the "Minister of Street Justice", James Thompson led by example as they demonstrated the true meaning of the Sickle and the Hammered!

   The final of this epic battle encapsulates the revolutionary spirit of the collective over the decadent bourgeoisie singularity of the opposition. All glory to The People!

Photos by Jamie Dietz

Thursday, April 9, 2009

Update on the struggle, April 5


     Let every heart leap and every ear hear the clarion call of the Glorious People's Team, The Tartan Devils FC!  The Great Leap Forward started April 5, when the Glorious People's Team traveled north to the decadent hinterlands of the People's City to engage in a contest with Allegheny United.


     From the opening whistle the Glorious People's Team performed with the grace, poetry, skill and dedication of a truly revolutionary collective!  The spirit of the day was encapsulated by Comrade James in goal for the Glorious People's Team.  His performance was stellar, letting only one by in the 90 minutes of the contest.  The score line read in favor of the opposition one-nil, but the reality of the match was in the dedication and revolutionary fervor of the People's Team!

     The Glorious People's Team held their own through solidly envisioning the words of revolutionary forebears (from Billy Bonds and Bobby Moore to Ed "Chopper" Harris and Friedrich Engels) mixing the grace and precision of short passes with the passion and heart of thrilling tackles and staunch defense coupled with a solid working of dialectic materialism.

     The Glorious People's Team was on the offensive and took many shots on goal, spearheaded by The Dear Leader, and The Young Pioneer.  Many solid scoring chances were taken.  These chances will come to fruit.  All Power to THE PEOPLE!

     A New Dawn has broken.  Score lines can only say so much.  With the first match of the season in the books, the Glorious People's Team is winning.