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Hello and welcome to another RC Blog, RCcast, right here on RCBlog.ole.ole.com.

I'm sitting here and I'm thinking, what other way could I introduce the RCcast?

Instead of saying, hello and welcome to another RC Blog, RCcast, right here on RCBlog.ole.ole.com, maybe I could do something different.

But what can you do except say hello, because that's polite, and welcome to the RCcast, because this is the RCcast, and I like to welcome you to the RCcast, and where is it on?

Well, that's where it's on.

Maybe I could do it in a foreign language, a different foreign language every week. That'd be kind of fun. No, wouldn't it be shit? It really would.

Maybe some kind of bodily function to open the RCcast. Maybe I used to know a guy in school who could say words while he belched.

He really could, he was very good. He could get to about, I don't know, L in the alphabet in one belch, which was quite impressive, I have to say.

I did try it a few times, but I got sick in my mouth, and I gave up after that. So I associate speaking and belching with vomit in my mouth, and that's enough to put somebody off anything, I think.

Maybe I should just continue the way it is, because people don't like change, do they? They don't like when things are different. They get used to them in a certain way, and then if you change them, they go, oh, that's terrible.

It's like anytime there's a redesign on the website, people go, oh, what have you done? This is awful. I much preferred the old way. Can you not put it by the way it was?

So maybe I'll just keep going on the way I'm going on. On this week's show, and it's quite a show, let me tell you, we've got George who's got a tale of the unexpected, we're at home with a bouquet, as well as that, I'll be chatting to Jay Sanderson, who is the writer of the blog Young Guns, which is about gangsters in LA, under the age of 13, who shoot each other in alleyways, and piss on the bodies.

No, it's not. It's about young arsel professionals and youth team players and all that kind of stuff, and it's not something we've dealt with a great deal on the arsecast, so it'll be good to have him along to chat a bit about the youth system at arsel about his blog and all that.

And Gilberto Silver from GunnerBlog.com will be along a little bit later on to talk about the Fulham game, which is happening tomorrow.

Today, of course, is Arthur's Day, the 250th anniversary of Guinness. Guinness, of course, that most Irish of drinks, and who am I to break with tradition? I mean, although it's not tradition, is it, because you can't have a traditional 250th anniversary thing, it's the first time it's happened, but who am I to not drink Guinness on a day like today?

I've had a few, I have to say, which is unusual. I mean, you know me, I'm a sober type, I'm steamy, I said the best of times, but I decided today I would imbibe slightly, a couple of Guinness, got a nice Guinness pint glass with some cans in the supermarket, was ace, was free, well, it wasn't free, it was obviously factored into the price of the cans, but I'm quite happy to fuel myself. I don't want you telling me otherwise.

In mind, though, of the first pint of Guinness I had, all those years ago, I remember it, well, got dressed up down the pub, sat up with the bar, evening barkeep, evening, sir, he said, how are you? I'm fine, thank you very much. I'll have a pint of your finest Guinness, please.

If I had any ported, and I waited, and he poured the rest of it, gave him my money, and I sat there, and held it in my hand for quite some time, because it's a monumental occasion in an Irish man's life, his first pint of Guinness.

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