super duper shweins n stugger! (mis-spelled)

vowser shnowser! hoping that means something in German. But as previously stated, had a chance to spill mind open cereal brain box onto said site: www.epltalk.com

& thanking "the gaffer" for the opp to do so. but the response was great r than I could have possibl dreamt-& wow it's so difficult to speak proper, as in quotations & punctuations & situations & it hurts the mind to have to actually think & not just let multiple little worker ant fingers skitter & scatter & typie-type away thoughts of madness- now only enjoying the time to babble inanely like a small moneky - ha, maybe an arctic moneky haha- just one of the lads-but geez--what a weekend of influx proto-type robot football kick about-it met all expectations-so in the end, at the end of the day a big thank you to YOU! for allowing me to be myself-& to practice, practice, practice & i've only just been paid 1 Million dollars for nothing & ha-just tricked you a little bit---nothing!

BUT!!---off to put mind to mind influx-type set skill set & possibly even imaginatively (sp) put thoughts on a rough piece of pen paper for some later time this week &,...........DO IT AGAIN!
good'Day to you sir,

got the opportunity the write some stuff for a blog called EPL talk - psyched! i hope it's good-i'll try hard,.
w/love
jess

whatever happened to the sherry end, pt.2 (?)

(& I soooo just wanted to type "whatever happened to the man of tomorrow?"-which was a comic,or wait wasn't it a JLA episode? few yrs back, or - supes & all-celebrity blog & all)

BUt--as i sit listening to Passion Pit in all their cheesy-synth-falsetto glory (you can't help but to like it (hipsters will rule one day)), & grab that last coffee ground filled sip of morning am coffee, my heart yearns for a better time-a time of innocence-a time of fellowship-a time of planning-a time of camaraderie-a time of letting your inner geek-dom or inner confusion let loose in that sanctimonious place---& I ask myself: "Jesse, you are beautiful, but, whatever happened to the Sherry End?"--& I can't help but to not have an answer for that beautiful person looking back at me, that is me, & me alone--

possible reasons:?

- we actually, in all honesty - HATE! each other ??
- no one really liked my film picks, & the rest of the lads are in fact continuing on with the project without my knowledge ??
- it never happened to begin with & was all a product of my hyper-influx imagination ??
- we are lazy ??
- Incredible films like G.I. Joe & Transformers 2 came out this summer that took precedence ??
- each one of the 4 lads (including me) are all waiting for someone else in the group to initiate the next meeting ??
- the library was all checked out of Benton's next pick ??
- Shaun got lost driving back to Hazard, was abducted by crazy hill people & hasn't been heard of since ??
- Rob fell asleep in his office at work watching something "awesome" & was caught by his boss-God himself has now banned Rob from ever watching films ??
- an L3 monster ate the rest of the group ??

whatever the reason, it doesn't really matter. we are now a statistic. have a massive weekend.

2 was the magic #

& by that, just twice through the new AM & BAM! - Click it came to me & I immediately got this record. here's how it makes me feel:
like a big (that's important because it's a bigger sound)
english trudging thing
through the night time
monster
resonates
& that resonance is very important
but not impromptu
it's all about intentions in art
one giant trudging monster
stepping one beat
& guitar crunch
at a time -
& these quips
will lead to our demise
in the end
screeching & stepping through the dark AM night

& my english blood was sparked by that click
& it had nothing to do w/the violence last night
& my english click doesn't spark violence
(just rage,
a fun rage,
a pretend rage
not the haze kind)
which was nothing really,
but a little sad in the end
who remembers the dark ages?
there was once a book written
about the dark ages
wherein a people
learned to deal with themselves
with the help of other people
& these dealings brought about
a change, in our game
& whenever people behave badly,
we remember the dark ages-
& I've seen all the images
& heard all the stories
& my eyes focus on those photos
& I'll never forget those images
& mental images i've read about
when people behave badly
& I'm pushing myself farther
& farther down this page
but until i spend all these thoughts
i'll just keep going like that
AM album
39 minutes
of dark,
trudging
english
monsters,
resonating
one intentional step
at a
time.
I conquer thoughts.

aah Humbug

In case you haven't heard,....

today is always a sensational day for me. or, how do you feel when 1 of about 3 of your fav bands of like ALL TIME release a record situation? Humbug is released stateside today & these are the days where no matter what happens throughout, it has to be considered a good day-like vegetable pad thai w/that little side car of the hot red sauce--SMOTHERED!

ha-but enough of that mindless garble- today is a day for Sheffield, South Yorkshire, England (you're not from new york, you're from Rotherham-remember '06?) but the monkeys went plum out to the Cali desert for this one (& finishing the album in NY) & got Queens of the Stone Age frontie Josh Homme to prodice & what I'm reading & being told is a much more bigger sound & quite possibly a slightly different angle than their stripped down punky/funky debut (a total classic-that should have been in CAPS) but an album with a slightly darker edge than what we're used to.

& oddly enough, I've succeed in avoiding all d-loads & early leaks & have thus far (remember it's release day) only heard the album's first single Crying Lighting. WHich I think fits the mould of a classic AM sound with a slower pace & crunch to it. but love it & am excited about the album today because: I HAVEN'T HEARD IT YET! WHAT AM I DOING!??

so enjoy music today

For the Record,.

(& on the quick-nothing in-depth, Time & such, Etc.)Tarantino's Inglourious Basterds was & is an "Incredulous" (incredible + glorious = incredulous) film & absolutely deserves all the praise that I assume it's getting in your area. I assume you know the plot & what's essentially going on in the film, so I won't review, just comment. Ways the film succeeds:

writing/screenplay - Basterds is the most Tarantino-esq film since Pulp Fiction, where the brilliant dialogue leads to "edge of your seat conversation" (if that even is a thing, well, it is now)-Tarantino is a master of building tension, words soak into you deeper with this film than any other this year. Who would have thought 2 men sitting at an old table drinking milk & smoking pipes could be the meat of one of the greatest opening scenes in recent memory?

acting - Brad Pitt leads the way with Christoph Waltz more than stealing the show as officers on opposite sides of the lines. The unbelievable Waltz conquers languages like I down cups of coffee & Pitt is at his funniest spewing lines in a thick Tennessee accent. Also turning in strong performances: Melanie Laurent, Diane Kruger, Eli Roth & Til Schweiger as Cpl. Hugo Stiglitz - All said, Basterds is yet another great shout to the Academy to give out one of those little gold statues to an ensemble cast. At minimum, if Waltz isn't nominated, an injustice will be done.

pacing/parallel story lines - the film itself comes in just under 3 hrs, but never feels long. without giving away too much in case you haven't seen it yet, 2 different story lines run next to each other throughout the film & "kind of" meet up together in the end. Tarantino again proves he's a master of his craft by balancing the 2 without tripping over his own feet.

loads & loads more make this movie easily the best of 2009 thus far, but go see it soon & find out for yourself or head over to "ROBTRAIN" on the right of the page. I'm assuming he'll go more in-depth than me. As always, enjoy or I'll fight you.

R.I.P. WSD

"It is easier to destroy than to create." --Steven Cohen's reaction to the racist abuse & violent threats he & his family received from Liverpool supporters, thus walking away from his show.

World Soccer Daily - you'll never know how much you meant to me, how important you were to shaping parts of me for the last 5 years. You were just as important to my daily activities as my morning coffee & always gave me something to look forward to. I am deeply saddened by the ending of the show & haven't quite yet figured out what I'm going to do. I suppose I'm hoping this is some cruel joke & you'll be back Monday.

Thank you for the countless hours of entertainment, education, conversation & overall "awesomeness". The two hours of football talk you provided me each day gave me with a sense of community that I feel will never be matched by any other medium. I remember driving & sitting outside of free wi-fi spots with my laptop, only to download that days show. I must have looked ridiculous doing it, but it was always worth it to hear Steven, Kenny, Nick, or Howard do impressions, tell jokes, decipher United's formation, predict Arsenal's early demise, give out "wanker of the week", or play Radiohead, Arcade Fire, & Arctic Monkeys tunes during commercials. (Queue waterworks)

After the first few months I really got to know a lot of the callers. They'd call up & I'd immediately be able to recognize their voices. This was the community that I'd always yearned for. Before wsd there was nothing & it will remain in my memory for years to come. As I cried yesterday driving down Nicholasville Rd. hearing these same people express the same heart-wrenching pain I was experiencing, my sadness grew into anger. Soon, the initial shock wore off & the realization that I was in fact listening to the last show incensed me.

To the Liverpool supporters in America that participated in the hate: you are worthless in every sense of the word. Your hate towards people that have a different opinion than you is not acceptable in this country. In America we have what's called free speech. If you don't like someone's opinions, don't listen. I respect your right to a boycott, but I don't respect your right of practicing racism or the violent threats towards family members & especially children. You should be utterly disgraced in your behavior & have given a terrible name to respectable supporters of your football club. This will come back to you one way or another. In this case, hate wins. But I guarantee you we won't give this fight up. This is just one small part in a bigger picture. You are all diseased.

Steven & Kenny: please consider a return. You have a responsibility to the soccer community in America. We need you. We look up to you. You will be missed. There is now a void, a small empty space in my life. My afternoon's will not be the same without you. I want to Thank You so much for everything you've given me over the years. I'll cherish these memories forever, & I know you'll be back in some form soon, I hope. That is all.

Jesse

how to define "EPIC", an introspective.

or epic-ness (is that a word?) reason for my inquiry: there's been a lot of talk outta this here lads mouth recently bout things or events or institutions or art or ventures or people or farts or sporting or whatevers being epic & in our innocent youth we throw words round like hot pink Frisbees on warm afternoons-(granted we have no idea yet-)the ones with the mini-cone shaped hole in the middle-where you can catch it on your finger-but whence your latter-20's or so start arriving- yee tend to put things into perspective, or choose words a tad bit more wisely-because you know what they say? "with blah comes blah-blah" or "the blah you get the blah-blah-blah"- & it's all a bunch of nonsensical bollocks at some point,.....

(I mean who out there decided this magical age of transformation? of adulthood? Question, what is "adulthood"? because I know, or have known a lot of "adults" who act in a way that is reminiscent of a young, petulant child-who sets the standard?)

....which is OK, (the part about the bollocks) because aren't most of life's little challenges simply games in the end? do we not play little games our entire life & just keep score with money? but back on top-age & commitments creep in & how do we ring these events in? as americans, or humans for that matter? we do EPIC things! like travel & spend shite-loads of money-& we go out on the piss-& we snap photos& we sing & fart out gas-&then when it's over we say "aahh man, that was EPIC!" which I love that, I mean what else is there really to do except strive for new & different experiences & try to enjoy what's given to us & please ourselves( i know, I need to take my own advice on this)-(i wish i was created for a life of service, but it's just not in me) but,.........I get so, I mean we-get so caught up in so many different things & I truly believe that's how life screws you a little in the end-that's where life is having a laugh sitting up in the clouds looking down on us,..seriously- we have a lot going on right now even if you're unemployed or sick or needing- or poor or rich-just because we are alive in these times, we're busy- we are all caught up in it- we are all affected.don't get me wrong, I'm not knocking technology or progress or comps or cars or infrastructures or pensions or retirements or home buying or mowing your lawn or traffic or taxes or having kids or pissing out your back door or-but how many can raise a hand-(fisted) & say Yes!! Chula! I,...I've lived the life I want to live--EXACTLY-I walk by my own volition every single second of every single day- I answer to no one! never have, never will.there's no way anyone I know can say that-that's the struggle of life--the idea of this give & take-back & forth model-you gotta give out to get---you gotta spend to make--you gotta sleep to run--you gotta fart--to eat,.....BUT! that's why we use the word EPIC so much-we have to do these EPIC things to get through it all-being EPIC, or acting EPIC is life's ultimate piss-take-that's how we can get back at that little knob head sitting in the clouds snickering at us when we're deciding on Insurance policies or looking to buy a home or checking the stocks-it's relief from all the structure we have in our lives---especially the unnatural structure--

We are all socialized in the classical sense, which is necessary, I know, but to truly have EPIC moments that we can release ourselves in, or create memories with, or laugh at, or talk about a week later is really our only hope of getting through another meeting of death by power point, or class, or an episode of The Real World Cancun, or that EPIC fight you had with your loved one & everything else that takes away from our natural state of being. Life gets in the way of our plans, it takes hold of us & pushes our desires by the wayside-if we can truly at least try to be EPIC or have EPIC moments in life by following the definition of EPIC- i believe most people would live life more fulfilled or at least cut down on the Prozac consumption:

noting or pertaining to a long poetic composition, usually centered upon a hero, in which a series of great achievements or events is narrated in elevated style

did you read that!? it had the words "poetic" & "Hero" in it-can you imagine a life like that? better yet, a month or a day of even one single night out? I hope my life, when it's over looks something like a "composition". i hope you have an EPIC time soon.

(I'm pissed)

i know it's later than when i usually blog & it's past my bedtime by approx 10 mins & my beloved United has just hrs ago been defeated, which always puts me on edge but,....can i just say to espn2 ultimate wanker half time commentator dude for the mls match tonight,.. just a few things,.................? (ihateu) & you single handly destroyed all credibility you hoped to have with real-proper football supporters in approx 15 seconds & im just so mad & angry & annoyed with you right now.

first off

it's Manchester United or "United" when referring to the red team from Manchester, England - who play at Old Trafford which is actually located outside of the Manchester city limits in Trafford, a borough of greater Manchester area not "man u", "manchester u", or "manchester" for that matter - it just sounds redick & is not right - dont say it,..!!!!

next, the team from Stoke-on-Trent located in Staffordshire, England is called Stoke City - not "Stake City" - you f-ing idiot- how did you get your current job?

next

the team from the Humberside Area in England is known as Hull City - & NOT "Hall City" - you supreme knob head-you should be fired - you are a disgrace.

lastly in your attempts to promote this Saturday's match on your daft channel you said "man u" is taking on "the wolves" WTF!!?? you shy wanker douche??

United play at home to Wigan Athletic FC also known as The Lactics - now how in the hell,.....?

it's obvious you confused newly promoted Wolverhampton Wanders (from the West Midlands) who are in fact known as "Wolves" with the team from the Greater Manchester area, Wigan. now, drop "the" & actually read the damn words in front of your face next time,..is it really that hard?

better yet,...pull your basterd head out of your ass & actually put a little research into some of the teams your supposedly trying to report on,..these teams have hundreds of years of tradition & thousands if not (some of them) millions of fans across the world who actually live & breath for their club --put a little effort into this espn & dont screw it up--don't let the rest of the world laugh at us Americans cause you can't f-ing talk right,.....get it right!!!

just because soccer or football or whatever the hell you wanna call it isn't the most popular sport in the country doesn't give you the right to butcher the pronunciation of simple words.

stop being lazy, put effort into this, don't slag us off-I'll fight anyone, i'll fight you to.

as promised:

(enjoy your football)

orb sent from outer space area like - (waiting)

as I'll soon prove, I was recently visited by an outer space glowing orb this AM - all while the coffee brew drip-drip situation proved relevant, this glowing champions league orb/Watchmen mini-funk-da-fied explanation appeared on my TV. & the funny thing about it is that the real CL type stuff, (like proper gladiator comp) doesn't start til what's known as the group stages which is circa prob like a month or so from now. proper weird-but this District 9 type hanging above my city head orb-like-just staring me in the face- proper choices to choose-de-selection-select-hi def-mind overload-& the kicker,................?

all the while waiting patiently & the like-research, discovery, selection, contemplation, etc.- The Watchmen is party-playing in the top left corner-it's like lad pub mind overflow to find this pseudo "menu" of sorts like king chu: "what shall you 'ave for breakfest?" & then it's brought to me - so in review, on offer: preliminary wait for CL round of semi-epic HD proportion. offered & accepted- complimentaryy Watchmen feel to a pic snap iphone proof-



when will you stop doubting me? trust me & come with me on a journey through time & space - The Miighty Booosh - haha - jk-jk-bjk

new pick of the week as you can see - take a peak - but promising to work on new playlist - soon - to share - new & improved - etc. - but oh so ---- & I promised to not use that word - so I won't but - stretched thin right now - like Gandalf - member? - or wait! - No - Bilbo - Yes - Baggins - like butter - scraped over too much bread - was the line - & it was a great footballing weekend - it lived up to - expectations - or eventuality-ations - or event-flux-pro - & a taste - & the love - & this long - dark - sleep - & the sun - & the rot - & the fat - & subdivisions of life - get in the way of plans - & the flux-pro - & the love - I only survive - I only surveve on love - from love & family - & wives - & potential tears - & oh the feetbal tackle - influx - & a fistfight of love - reigning on your plans - but I can't spend time on these explanations anymore - have you learned anything from them? - to be continued,...

here's hoping "bbbuuaa'' will take that walk w/me tonight.

I AM THE ENGLISH I AM A MANC(this is my disease)

now 1 day til:
epic
gladiator
competition
(the start of)!
& I still get that itch to take the underground (minding the gap)down to Salford Central station-switch to the E train all the way to Piccadilly Sq & get off @ Coronation St. -arriving smack dab at the Winchester-or Old Trafford overflow(we encountered City fans on the tube-didn't mind them-no worries) (62 degrees-overcast Manchester skies)

Pint in hand, me mates & I would-the Red Devils cheer-
ahh! just flicked my brother in the ear-
3pm on a Saturday-now til the end of May
(minus a few weekends for Internationals-
catch England on the local channels)
proper football situation-
(&OHHH!! it's been so long since I've said that word amalgamation)
it really feels good-& you smell the cheap lager in the air
in a rush we skipped out on the train fare-
the grease from the fish n'chips won't rid it's grasp of your finger tips-
& that incessant chanting & singing of songs-
the 12th man to push 'em on-
& the bloody ref is really goin' hear it-
players being picked only on merit-
if he cautions Roon-OOHH!! (CAN YOU BELIEVE THAT!!??
COME OFF IT REF!! you're a has been half-back)
so trainers on-check-
replica shirt-check-
jumper-check-
mobile telephone(seek rotten Liverpool score at half)-check-
mates-check,...& away we go because,....
the young Brazilian midfielder in the 83rd (w/the winner)
you're going mental-it's all so absurd (w/a header)
you've spill't your pint
your hair's on fire
most important are the 3 points acquired

can no longer contain feelings of lust & passion & this overwhelming flow of adrenaline-it's like tetracycline to clear a blot-this football feeling makes whole again-& it;s just one part of my purpose I know that-but such a big part-& I'll scream til we overcome the opposition & I'll scream if we don't-& I'll scream up to it all--& Just AAAHHHHHHH!! w.excitement



FOOTBALL
.
.
.
.
.
IS
.
.
.
.

IN
.
.
.
.
THE AIR!!!

& besides these little day dreams I have-everything else 'round the HQ seems to be fully fit & aware.

twilight horizon shakes
& moon rays quiver
as She piano steps
past my ringing
novice mood-
sensation pulses my
dietary direction
like an
abecedarian child-
I slowly regain
my momentary reality-
tripped up midnight
& cobweb shake
her soft wax leg
brushes past as
tiny vipers hiss
sex fonts at her strut-
gut explodes into
French liaison
support system
our hands reach
to grasp all that
is rad & progress-
The kan-tuc-eee night
has not viewed
this in years-
moonlight
shun
moonlight
shake me up
show me &
take me
transpose dull
whimsical senses
into a symphony
make it yours
& sing
as we oscillate
wicked & wild
watch our pounding
& this display
this newness was dusk
to trap in tombs
cold in corners
an influx
of indignation
as we cease
the light
burns landscapes
the sun instigates
& we end
& this ending
goes on

Detective SoHo I presume,

something about the weekend that always gets me:

If you've not been following me like I'd previously asked, well, shame on you but on the quick: The English season (quote-un-quote) kicked off today with the Community Shield--pitting last season's League winner vs last season's FA Cup winner, i.e., United v Chelsea-as you probably already know.

A decent game over the 90 with United easily winning the first half & Chelsea the better team in the 2nd 45-(sound familiar? '(member the cl final 2 yrs ago?)) the highlight for me, of course was Wayne Rooney's brilliant finish in the 3rd of 3 minutes of added time to equalize. Unlocked by an incredible ball by Ryan Giggs-but United go on to an incredibly lack-luster penalty defeat w/French defender Patrice Evra taking what was possibility the all-time worst pen.any old--the matches take official meaning next weekend-stay tune..

& before i turn on this blu-ray criterion foreign explosion-i acquired some serious amounts of new music this pastie that all pass fit & they are as follows:

YACHT - See Mystery Lights

Tiny Vipers - Life On Earth

Passion Pit - Manners

Magnolia Electric Co. - Josephine

Edward Sharpe & The Magnetic Zeros - Up From Below

Deer Tick - Born On Flag Day

Cotton Jones - Paranoid Cocoon

Bibio - Ambivalence Avenue

So - if you're looking for some nee stuff i recommend those- off to possibly see 500 Days Of Summer tonight - excited. & I promise, th last time you'll hear from me on this but a huge "T" to all those involved in what was quite possibly the best bday celeb ever-proper 28 mate & all know who they are-incredibly generous & thoughtful people surround me, & I'm grateful for the beautiful books, films & etc. that was presented to me,...it's just something about the weekend that gets me- temporary freedom

walking down to the corner store for some tea,..

I have this "thing" I hate
It's heavy,
like weighed down
whale weight
full & blubberous
I wear it like shoulder pads
& what's worse..(?)
are it's
Assumptive
Desires
greedy & irrelevant
strangling your choke hold
while grasping for air-
meets dull air
& you breathe in
just to take in
flight & consumption
no meds to dull
past these senses
bright, aware & always
asked!...but never listened to
bares no compassion
or damn it's dull compassion
it's irreverence & vice
stunning display of bullshit
a glimmer in the sky
gleaming like shiny gold pieces
until you grasp at straws
we all grasp
it's grasping
unable to take hold
it takes hold of you
this "thing" you hate
the stench remembers vile
the pain, senile
half-assed attempts
at clever little quips
& my flippant back talk
it's aware
anxious
stinging
meeting & conversing
it steals
it shreds
it pretends
it's pretentious
it's cumbersome & filthy
it's humiliating,...
this "thing" I hate

In my old & somewhat newly acquired age,.....

I find that I have absolutely no idea what these little "skirts" are that come pre-wrapped around muffins. Like what is this? What purpose do they serve? When Mr. Muffin invented them, was he just an old pervert? Was he living out his lady fantasy on sweet-breakfast bread? Was he simply screaming out to the masses, "Someone please let me undress them!!" I mean you get one, & the first thing you do is peel off this little pair of shorts. Why has the breakfast Doughnut been spared this embarrassing ritual?...just odd I suppose. You tend to notice these things when you get older. My hopes are that readers & fellow Lads will show the utmost respect & care the next time he or she decides to partake in the sweetness.

& other than my now obsessive AM feeding ideals, I've gained naught in the knowledge dept. with this passing of another year, except the ability to now answer, "28 mate", when posed with the age question. It's exciting, partially because it does in fact rhyme, but it's very English in it's presentation & that always lends a tad bit of credibility to the unsuspecting poser of said question. It's quick fire, it has an air of confidence about it, it's direct & to the point, it says: "I've now arrived, thank you & be seated". Oh my, I'm now in control!

burger milkshakesleep

so can we all agree to agree that you must take my word for something? I wrote the all-time best short influx poetry in my mind this past AM circa 4, If I'm served correctly,..BUT: I failed to write it down, hence the taking of my word. It had something spectacularly to do with time & hours of empty space-building blocks of midnight AM gleam & dark feelings of loneliness-but in my mind I could soooooo see this empty hr & a half of dark space-maybe it's cause it was dark outside, or maybe I was on to something big-like the figuring out of dreams. but darn if I was awake, but maybe too dreary or something to get up & do anything about it. (even the iPhone couldn't save me) (hhhmmmm,..also onto something,...maybe science or progress won't replace human emotion, hhmmm?-massive) I like that. Jay-Z would say: "Jesse, if you couldn't remember it when you woke up, it wasn't worth writing down in the first place". (but he's quite possibly wrong)

Also, saw the film The Hurt Locker, & wow! This film leaves not a second to sit back & ponder anything save the thought of you getting your butt blown off. but seriously, "flawlessly executed", "incredibly intense", sharp, accurate, crisp, trim & overall strong performances by all involved. Could be a great piece of persuasion for either joining the Army, or staying as far away as possible-depending on your need for death defying adrenaline. Worth a view if you want to be uncomfortable for 2 hours. Quality film making though,...I leave you.

local celebrity look-a-like pt funk (4) or,...

supreme blog neglect mix-
hyper tension amalgamate fusion
words, words words used time
& time again
to deliver message
of electronic lo-fi
dub garage hipster
waste
keybpoard soccer hype!

but

can

you tell

the
differenmce

between Sweedish
underwaer model dub

footballer Juve'

sweet,..sweet

& local chump?

time to change?

never.

presented in a widescreen format

foir

your

viewing


pleasure



epic gladiator futbol mixture 2 center halfs

one a chump

the other a chump

FOCUS!!