It’s been a while since we’ve had a Random Picture of Horrific Violence. Sleep well.

Photo taken by Jonas Unger. H/T to The New Yorker.

Everything’s coming up Mr. Mxyzptlk for Wales. They didn’t win any more vowels for their language but they did beat France 16-6 in their Six Nations match this past weekend.

Welsh winger George North scored the try that put Wales ahead for good and the traveling Welsh contingent appropriately lost their damn minds. One Welsh fan decided to show his team some love and rush the field. Too bad it was North’s father.

Speaking to Sportsmail, the 54-year-old said: ‘It was a freezing night and we were sat in that corner, right in front of where George caught the ball. I was just so happy and overwhelmed watching him score.

‘It was such an important game for the team and I know first hand how hard they have been working to get that victory. Before I knew it, I was on the pitch.

‘Thinking back, I know it was a silly thing to do but I just got caught up in the excitement of it all.’

David revealed that as soon as he explained to the pitchside stewards who he was, he was allowed to return to his seat.

The French fans at the Stade de France must have been petrified when a large group of people started throwing scrumpy and yelling in some unintelligible barbarian language.

North didn’t notice his dad but the rest of his teammates did.

‘My back was turned and I was jogging back to the halfway line for the kick-off. I was oblivious to it. A couple of the boys were saying, “Is that your old man?” And everyone was like, “No, it can’t be”.’

While George remained oblivious to his father’s joy, his team-mate on the wing, Alex Cuthbert, spotted David running on to the pitch, recognised him and smiled before jogging over to tell the try-scorer.

Joe Buck would somehow find a way to call this pitch invasion disgraceful and call it a stain on the game. “That is a disgusting act by David North!”

This win all the Welsh have these days. Let them have it and if you have a heart, please donate a vowel.

This video is a great example of a perfect pairing of music and imagery.  Pro snowboarder William Hughes is here being filmed by artist Jacob Sutton while wearing a L.E.D. covered suit made by some electronics whiz named John Spatcher and it is all set against the backdrop of a somber piano backdrop that sounds like some Sigur Rós…but i have no idea who it is. Its pretty neat watching Hughes carve up the Alps in slow motion and black & white, in the dark of night, with the only light provided by the suit he is wearing. A beautiful video that I found once i clicked on it, i didn’t close the tab until it was over…a rarity these days. With the exception of those Ellen clips lately, SHE HAS BEEN ON POINT LATELY!

Watch and enjoy, its been a good return to action week at the Deuce, glad to be back with you all. Thanks for your readership and happy Friday.

Say what you will about the Les Bleus but French league soccer is underappreciated. Many great players in the big European leagues get their start in France. Some come up through many of the exceptional academies or ply their trade on smaller Ligue 1 or Ligue 2 teams before moving to the big time. Watch this amazing back heel pass from a Ligue 2 match.

I couldn’t tell you what teams are playing but who cares. That’s why they call it the beautiful game. It’s certainly not because of Sarah Jessica Parker lookalike Carlos Puyol (Barcelona/Spain). Stomp twice if ya heard me!

France deserve some credit. If there’s a perfect example of multitasking out there, it has to be the French. One has to wonder how they have so much time to pursue racist policies against their own citizens. It seems like cheating is job numéro un. It’s almost an art form or obsession. Don’t blame Theirry Henry for his handball. He can’t help it. It’s in the blood. Even French doctors agree.

Dr. Jean-Pierre Paclet, the French team doctor from 2004-2008, suspected that some members of the 1998 World Cup winning team were using performance-enhancing drugs.

“Blood tests revealed anomalies for several Bleus just before the 1998 World Cup,” he said.

“You can have strong suspicions when you know the clubs where certain players played.

“It’s public knowledge that there were practices which were borderline, to say the least,” Dr Paclet said.

Dr Paclet, the France team doctor from 2004 to 2008, continued: “I’ve invented nothing. Having a high hematocrit level did not prove that they took EPO. As there was no proof we didn’t bother them.”

He added: “Reasons of State carried the day. It was stronger than everything else. In addition that year (economic) growth was at stake for the country … Nevertheless it can’t be said that if we had pursued the tests we would have found proof.”

Interesting. I’m not going to sit here and defend Lance Armstrong against all the doping allegations. Maybe he did or maybe he didn’t. All I know is that the French, like Jeff Novitzky, have an unhealthy desire to nail him for it. Funny how they don’t apply the same standards to their own petulant, lazy, underage prostitute loving athletes in the name of “reasons of state”.

Dr. Jean-Marcel Ferret, the team doctor in 1998, categorically denied the allegations and claimed the anomalies were due to “tiredness from the league”. Whatever you say, guy. He and Paclet can both claim nothing was discovered at the end of the day but neglecting to pursue the tests for “reasons of state” or the fear of what might be found does not clear the air. Unfortunately we’ll never know whether the French team was using PEDs. They need to get back to deporting Roma families and making sure people with foreign-sounding names don’t get jobs. À bientôt!