I Hate Football

Nov 29, 2006 at 9:54 PM
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I have decided - playing a great game does not cut it. And when your team pull back from 3-0 at half time to 4-3, missing a goal - hitting the fucking post - in the final 30 seconds is just pissing off their fans.

I am depressed. Going to bed. Going to have a large whiskey and a joint. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

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Oh I don't really like footie, but going to bed with some booze and a joint sounds like a plan!! ;)

I love football. Even when you get so frustrated you need to head-butt all the players.

My husband got so unraveled during the world cup that he watched 90% of the final from the hallway (with his hands over his eyes).

[this is good]

Ha! As a long-suffering Wednesday supporter, I see your 4-3 and raise you the past miserable decade or so. Bah humbug!

Only a temporary hate. More a gnashing and wailing of teeth. And the whiskey (and watching Who Wants To Be A Millionaire so I could shout at the stupid people and feel superior) was pretty good too.

It's amazing how much football you can see from the hall / behind the sofa / from behind closed doors. I watched BC lose the Worthington Cup to Liverpool (undeservedly and still rankling) fron the hall. Lost on penalties. I do, I do, I do hate losing on penalties.

And as a Birmingham City supporter, I see your humbug, raise your miserable decade and call my Steve Bruce.

Oh a Blues supporter! I have a tiny little claim to fame...my Great Uncle Ken Green used to play for them in the "olden days"! lol

Just curious - why are you a Wednesday (assuming you mean Sheffield here) supporter? Are you a refugee from this dank land to the land of milk and honey and burgers?

Gosh - are you coming to the meet so I can touch the hand of an Ex Blues-Playing-Person's Younger Relative?

Nope. Back in my playing days (80's into the early 90's), I was friends with an emigree from your fair isle (cough - choke - wheeze - sorry, almost spit out my coffee there ;-). He (and his father) got me hooked on the English game despite the fact that they were rabid, frothing-at-the-mouth Portsmouth supporters.

These were the dark days between the NASL and MLS, when there was really no "high-level" footie/futbol/soccer over here so I picked the team that had the guts to have a born-and-bred American, John Harkes, on their books. Et voila, Sheffield Wednesday it was!

Hmm, I'm confused - does Steve Bruce trump the revolving door we seemed to have installed as our manager?

I believe I'll add your 3-0 at Hillsborough and top of the table status to my hand and declare a miserable, miserable victory in the suffering game. Ah well, at least the wife and child are at her mother's for the weekend, Wednesday seem to be safely ensconced mid-table (for now - fingers crossed, salt over the shoulder, knock on wood, and all that), and I have something lovely and dark and red just begging me to remove its cork. Cheers to you and your craptastic Blues!

I am always mindful of Nick Hornby's comment in Fever Pitch - the true state of a football fan is misery. I am just waiting for misery to arrive and not trying to attract the attention of the Goddess of Bad Luck.

I won't say sorry for the win (cos that would be hypocritical - a win is a win, after all!) but I will keep all fingers crossed that middle league status is maintained. Or bettered.

Enjoy the long, dark and red. I've been having the Lager Drink, and shall have the Jamesons drink when I go to bed.

I loved Fever Pitch and thought it was scandalous what Hollywood did to that book when they decided to make a romantic-comedy baseball movie out of it (ugghhh!). Why even bother keeping the title when the pun makes no sense given the change of sport? They should have called it Blood Diamonds or some such nonsense. Even my mild infatuation with Drew Barrymore couldn't convince me to see that steaming pile of blasphemy.

Tell you what - if you bounce back up, I'll back Birmingham next season. The Premiership is the league that I get to watch the most besides MLS and I really don't have any vested interest beyond hoping that clubs with Americans do reasonably well and cheering anybody playing against Chelsea, Man United, and Sheffield United.

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