i haven't been watching it. i haven't been listening to it. i haven't been paying attention to it. i haven't been giving a flying fuck about it. i give up on our football as a 'sport', which it isn't anymore. they're paid far too much for one, spend more time rolling around the pitch orgasming like they broke their shin and then jumping up fresh-as-a-daisy the moment they get a penalty or an opposing player booked by the ref, and they're just big flouncy pussies that probably should have considered a career in acting. because there sure is a lot of it on the pitch.
also the referee's tend to be blind and stupid and shouldn't be breathing. and they don't use the fucking camera's to help govern the game correctly, they just leave it up to the ref who can throw around cards in his own delusional sense of fucking refereeing, even if the goal actually was a goal or even if the goal wasn't actually a goal. but oh well, play on knowing that decision shouldn't have been made because it was incorrect/misinformed and the referee should be fucking shot at dawn. DATS FUTBORL. honestly. just play the game, there aren't supposed to be any theatrics. sport is real, it's all supposed to be real. i think they've forgotten that shit.
hopefully the rugby won't decline into that fake, over-paid bullshit we pay to watch 90 minutes of, or more or less, depending on how shit we're playing. even in extra time, the gameplay is fucking wank. we're terrible at football now. if we grab a goal we always start playing defensively straight afterwards, like someone said "okay, we got a goal, now if we can keep that goal and stop them from getting any goals, we could win". fucking horseshit. the opposing team will absolutely try and most likely will score a goal against you, especially if your team has just got a one-nil lead on them, because, you know, that's the aim of the game o0loloollololo. so when they inevitably equalise with us after our short-but-sweet goal we just lose our minds and defence and attack and everything goes tits up, the shit hits the fan, the players panic, everything goes wrong, the world ends, the Russians win, Gishy comes back, the moon gets blown up by a Death Star and we all go back to rainy old England with completely useless players we're actually paying more individually for than our armed forces. how the fuck does that work out?
but yeah, we can't play for shit anymore, we just run around trying to keep hold of the ball. back before i was born both teams would be blasting at each others goal lines like there was no tomorrow, and it was great. it didn't matter who the teams were, they just did it, played the game. so what if the other team scored 1-0? we'd just land another two in the back of their net on our way back up the pitch. but that's the problem, we don't do that anymore. it's like our fire has gone out or something, so we get over-cautious and scrappy/panicy when some Brazilian scores a fantastic goal against us because they're weird freaks that are far too good at football and should be contained and kept away from footballs for everyone else's sake. they make us look worse, man. worse. that's actually kind of hard to do.
but yeah. fuck football for the time being.
ALSO I HEAVILY AGREE WITH CP
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