Sunday, 10 August 2008

Must. Stop...

DISCLAIMER:

The drivel posted here on an irregular basis does not pretend to be a commentary on the state of the world, or an up-to-the-minute current affairs service. Many of the pieces I write are composed in advance of publication, due to pressures of work and other stuff in my life. I would also like to add that I believe comment on the truly burning issues of the day are best left to the professionals. My squeaky voice will hardly add anything of significance to the debate, so I aim to either a) distill a deeper thread of my own perception beneath the prevailing winds of geo-politics or b) deliberately ignore it because I have nothing to contribute or feel so depressed by events that I cannot speak of them. This does not mean that I don't care.

Now that I've made that point, I may as well come clean. Despite my best intentions, I ended up watching quite a bit of the friendly match between City and Milan on Saturday. Yes, it's started again - the pantomime, and I am hooked already. Ched Evans and Valeri Bojinov. Mark Hughes, Thaksin Shinawatra and wife. Stephen Ireland's haircut, FFS!? Not to mention the ludicrous pissing about with the will he/won't he and the Sunderland flavin'.

I do feel ashamed of myself, there's no denying it. A friendly game, with unlimited substitutes, of no significance to anything, except for injuries sustained to key players prior to the start of the season, and yet I still found myself yelling at the TV set whenever we looked like going forward. How, in all conscience, can I continue to participate in this meaningless and over-indulgent crap? How, when I know large sections (snort) of my readership are put off by my writing about it? How? How? How?

I can't help it.

5 comments:

EP said...

Didn't this start off as a football blog anyway?

I'm rabidly indifferent to the game but don't begrudge you the odd footie-related post.

Bearing in mind some of the emoting that goes on here it's probably best for the people around you that you keep this outlet.......

kim il-sung said...

Truly, it is said: "happy is the ant in his sugar bowl, he cares not of field-worker."
How could you not watch the beloved Rayners? With Mark Huge and Mr Foreskin in charge we are IMPREGNABLE! Handker chief prestigitation times commence! We will grind the bones of Malcolm McDonald's to make our bread. OUR BREAD!

Myeral said...

Some of the emoting...?

frank rich said...

Sorry I'm late, various deadlines at the moment.
Anyway, in relation to the Soccer thing, I would much prefer some posts on Baseball!

john titor said...

I regret to inform you that Manchester City go out of the League this season.