Lets not beat around it: the FA cup final was an abomination in terms of football. Here we had two of the top teams in England that should have been battling it out in arguably the finest cup competition in the world, featuring players with great football talent (and Darren Fletcher) who get paid an obscene amount of money. A classic encounter we could have had. What we did have was something that could be likened to a wet fart on a drizzly day, it was that unwelcome. The players looked tired, even though for the last few games of the premiership we were treated to weakened teams and poor excuses ("We've been playing lots of games this season. We need a rest. Can I have my £100,000 weekly pay now?") and once again the media hype led us off to fantasy land before the big day. It was just a relief I was with good friends and beer, otherwise who knows what might have happened; I could have started watching cricket! It would, of course, been a far better game if Blackburn had reached the final instead of the lacklustre Chelsea, which was very nearly the case.
So now, to the final Final. The last big match of the season. AC Milan stepping up against Liverpool in the climax to the Champions League, a repeat of the final two years ago. Another one much hyped, granted, but there is still always the expectation, nay, the hope, of seeing the beautiful game; the sort of breathtaking match that fills your heart with wonder and amazement and makes the most rock steady supporter weep with either joy or despair. If only wars could be settled with games such as these.
In saying that though, there is the danger it could be shite. Lets hope not. In case it is, and the world becomes gloomier because of it, you can be assured that somewhere out in that big ol' world we have the glories of midget basketball.
2 comments:
"I could have started watching cricket!"
and you should have.
don't forget Joe Cole. should be banned from playing football forever because he's a wanker.
Post a Comment