Run For The Hills!

[hantsbear]

Every four years, England gets infected with a particularly virulent disease.  Red crosses on white backgrounds appear everywhere and the media whips the populace (or at least those who give a damn) into a rabid frenzy, using metaphors usually used during World War II.

Except me.

I loathe and despise football soccer.  It has rather a lot to do with being forced to play it at school and being generally cr@p at it, enduring the wrath of the rest of the team along with the inevitable humiliation of being the person left at the end when sides were selected.  And fought over as to who didn't get me.  Major boost to the old self esteem.

If I could, I would be on a plane right now to somewhere that didn't give a damn.  Alas, I can't.  I will just look forward to the inevitable schadenfreude when Our Beloved Boys get kicked out of the competition for being, well generally, cr@p.

It's much more fun than watching Great Britain come last in the Eurovision Song Contest again.

Comments

[colicub.livejournal.com]

I can't really think of anything to add here. Aside from the fact I agree completely.

It's worse in Scotland though, because there's the whole schadenfreude aspect of supporting whatever team are playing against England - culturally accepted racism is still racism - and then all the adverts on TV for products that are backing England.

I have tried many times to think of something I care less about that football. And.......I can't. Football really is the thing in the world I care least about. At least rugby I hate enough to have a strong opinion on. Football just makes me go "meh?" and head off for a swim or a walk or something.