“Any member of the female species who professes to enjoy football only does so to impress a man.”
If I had a dollar for every time I’ve heard these sentiments, I would be well on my way from the start to the half a million bucks mark. There was a time I felt the need to defend and explain myself. Thankfully those days are long gone. Now, whenever someone expresses these sentiments, I give them a knowing smile and urge them to keep it down lest he that I am trying to impress gets wind of my intentions. Then I turn back the screen.
I love football (keep it down) but I am no fanatic. I am simply a girl who finds more drama in 22 grown men chasing a leather bag of air than in Mexican soaps. Say like Arsenal drawing three bans from just two matches. I have occasional dreams about football but still I am no fanatic.
So yesterday I had one of those football dreams. It was an Arsenal- Man- U game. It was really weird. Bendtner had the ball tucked under his shirt and was trying to break free from other players chasing him (more like a rugby tackle situation). After a few tugs here and shoves there, he managed to break free from the mob. A few paces from the mob, with the ball still under his shirt, a ball- boy came from nowhere and grab at his ankle. At this point someone got tired of all the drama and threw another ball into the pitch. A United player, I have no idea which one, scored within minutes of the other ball being throw onto the pitch. Funny thing is the united goal post was positioned 90 degrees to the left of the Arsenal goal post. Again, I have no idea why. Within seconds of the United goal Bendtner managed to score for Arsenal. I got distracted by the United goal so I didn’t see how he managed to shake the ball-boy off or how he scored.
This is what happens when your club of choice is in for a free fall of a season. Where would I even come up with the idea for a goal post that is at a 90 degree angle from the other one? The horror of watching matches for an entire season in silence.
It is two weeks to the close of the transfer window and Mr. Economist is busy economizing all that money that the club has in the bank. He probably locks himself up in a vault and makes it rain when he’s not in for training sessions. Why else would he be so adamant to spend it.
Fabregas is gone, Eboue is on his way out and Nasri is itching to hit the high road. Wilshere, Diaby, Gibbs and Djourou are all out on injury. Song and the new sign-up are stuck with a three-match ban. In short the club has no mid-field in place. There have been rumours of signing up someone to play in the mid-field but that is just that, rumours.
Wenger still insists it’s not about spending big bucks but building talent. That line flew a few seasons ago when he went boy hunting but I guess I speak for at least a few fans when I saw, that crap doesn’t fly anymore. Its time he stops being a miser and spends the damn money on some star players. Otherwise some of us will have had record-breaking weird dreams by the time this season is over.
enyewe this is such a footie post. I can't even relate...
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