Sunday 24 June 2018

Sport


We were three.  We entered a race in Gaflenz, Austria.

These runners showed us the way to the start: -  


The finish was on the top of the holy mountain by the Church of St. Sebald 


The route was marked and the rules of the game required no explanation. 


Our team won three prizes. They were made by a local man with local stone and wood.  


We applauded all the winners, and those volunteers who had given freely of their time. 


And we enjoyed the show.  


The show that must always go on! 


Until the last lady sings. 


We spent our days and our nights on the farm.


 The farm with five cats where someone is always late for his meals. 


No runner was grappled or pushed to the ground by a rival. 
No runner had their running vest tugged and pulled. 
No runner was deliberately tripped up or kicked or had his foot stamped on by another.

The current behaviour of some of the world's beast tattooed footballers is little better than that of the public house rowdy.

They are not an example to the young. 

At this rate football will soon be ruined as a sport forever. 

It is becoming a silly and expensive game played by common overpaid scoundrels. 

The rot begins at the top. 

In Switzerland.

I saw him there. 

Today the word 'sport' hardly applies. 

The next World Corrupt will be played in Bahrain.  

Football is NOT coming home.  






Once it was a different game.

A game with no-nonsense referees and respect.



Firm but fair.



Once there was such a man

His name was Pierluigi Collina.

They called him The Merciless!

I liked him.

We all did.






Wednesday 13 June 2018

World Cup Russia 2018



It's been some time since a England won the World Cup.

Can they do it this time? No. Or even next time? No. Or the time after? Maybe!

The 2026 World Cup in USA-Mexico-Canada would be a good opportunity if Great Britain got its footballing act together.

By that I mean, the four home countries binding together as one nation.

That is to say Wales, England, Scotland, and Northern Ireland playing as one team called Great Britain.

Imagine if we'd done that in previous World Cups what successes we might have had.

What now for example (but it's too late) in this World Cup in Russia, would the happen if the speed and skills of Welshman  Gareth Bale combined with the predatory power of England's Harry Kane?

 Surely that would be a winning combination.

But, but, but . . .  it'll be the same old show for evermore.

The old school tie mentality.

No doubt about it.

We have truly flunked.




Opening game tomorrow:  Russia v Saudi Arabia


I'm soaking up the atmosphere on Russia's RT television.

It's going to be  a night of classical music in Red Square.

Peter Schmeichel is reporting on the sacking of the Spanish coach Lopetegui and the appointment of Hierro.

Jose Mourhinio is standing by with his 'insider' tips.

I can tell you who will be Jose's top three:

Brazil, Portugal, Argentina.

There you have it.

But it might all change with a penalty here and a penalty there.

The beautiful game.

The great game.

The greatest game.