Today I found myself in a grotty bar surrounded by hooligans and reprobates who pass their slack-jawed time watching football.
I have to admit a curiosity about the game. These fine athletes, muscles rippling, fathers to children who aren’t smothered with feminity by sickly women, bound about the field with seemingly endless endurance. From a purely phsyical point of view it is quite impressive, however pointless the whole exercise is.
One man stood out today and that was a lanky African named Adebayor. Twice he netted a goal for the Arsenal Gunners of London and each time only highlighted his stupidity. Somebody should tell him the game is called football, not headball.
The thought that this man earns in a week what your average Irish Times columnist is lucky to scrape by on a year for is thoroughly depressing.
January 21, 2008 at 10:36 am
Goooooooooooners
January 29, 2008 at 11:05 pm
great post fanny