I Hate Football I do. In this World Cup year, when every half-baked cretin is driving around the streets of England with their cars festooned with England flags, and every crap shop is selling football tat, I once again affirm my life-long dislike of the game of football.
I admit to a few deviations, when I went along to a few football matches in my teens, because I was a boot boy, and most of my friends of that time were football fans. I actually went to watch england vs. Germany at the 1996 European Champs at The Rose in Dartford, because their were a great bunch going, and it promised to be a night of alcoholic excess. That was the last football match I watched, as it reminded me of just how dismal football can be.  ¶ 9:22 AM 0 comments