Football

To set the scene I should add that I know nothing about football. This post will be mostly me displaying my lack of knowledge and being sarcastic. I understand the rules and the way it all works I just don't understand the attraction of watching a group of men kick a ball up a field while a different group, (signified by a different colour t-shirt) endeavour to kick the ball in the other direction.

For those hermits among you there is the World Cup football tournament on at the moment. This is apparently very interesting and worthy of a vast amount of conversation where every last touch of the ball is analysed by experts/ blokes in the pub after a few beers. One of the key points about the world cup is that everyone should have an opinion, even if you know nothing. This results in red faced lardy middle aged men in a pub swilling cheap chemical laced larger yelling at a TV. Whoever called it the beautiful game clearly knew nothing about it. 

I am about to make huge generalisations and use stereotypes so if this sort of thing irritates you stop reading now. The players have more hair gel than brains, there wives are self absorbed bints painted in Dulux orange sunset and the fans are violent thugs. I know this statement will have some people fuming but that is half the fun of making a statement like that.

I apologise for the rag tag rant of a post but it was fun to write even if it isn't to read.