Scribbler thoughts... The World Cup 2006 and all that...
The Ball
Something weird happened with the ball in this World Cup. It was made to be deliberately light. So it hung in the air, it bounced weirdly. And very few players could kick a decent cross with it. Even fewer could catch the ball sweetly on the volley. Which meant that a lot of the time, volleys or snatched shots flew way, way over the bar. Spectacular, but slightly disappointing.
Germany
I don't know what those German players had in their coffee,(and nor am I suggesting anything was amiss, but you just never know...) but boy did they have stamina. They attacked, and it was beautiful. Without fail, all eleven of them ran themselves into the ground and played football with a spring in their step. For two weeks, everyone in the world wanted to be German. Including the Scribbler. But maybe that's just because I'm into frankfurters (the sausages, that is).
Theo Walcott
Why was he there? Sven's joke on the nation, I think. Choosing a lad of 17 who's never played in the Premiership for the biggest stage in the World, then not actually picking him in any games... well, Nancy's welcome to you Sven, that's all I can say...
That headbutt...
Commiting an act of grevious bodily harm in front of 2 billion TV viewers, many of them kids, and sending your team on a downer 10 minutes from the end of the final of the World's biggest tournament... which they ultimately lose... not clever is it?
Although I have read an argument online that suggests otherwise...
"The French football captain Zinedine Zidane's act of retaliation in the world-cup final was also an immigrant's declaration of independence from the country that reveres him, says KA Dilday..."
(http://www.opendemocracy.net/globalization-village/zidane_3751.jsp)
But sorry, I'm not having that for a second. No excuses, ZZ. This was the moment you went from being a legend to the World's biggest loser. Fact, as David Brent might say.
The idea that in a split second, as Materazzi made his insult, ZZ turned round and after weighing it up, decided to make a declaration of independence in the form of a brutal act of violence is, frankly rubbish. And don't let any well-written columns persuade you otherwise...
Italy winning...
Who saw that coming? Still, you win some and you lose some. And Italy's clubs ain't gonna be winning much in Europe for quite some time...
posted by The Scribbler at 9:10 AM
5 Comments:
Unfortunately I'd rather chew broken glass than watch football, it was a bugger of a job avoiding it on TV, and I gave up to play on the computer instead.
If talking was winning England would have walked it, as usual they got little further than we all expected agai, BRING ON THE WAGS was the cry, they could outshop the others easily !
God, another 40 years and they'll STILL be whining they wuz robbed. Nobody will stand up and declare the real truth, England cannot play football, most premiership teams are made up of Foreign nationals, Chelsea din't have anyone that spoke English for years.
Come a world cup they're playing for their home country, so England has nowt. True to form the ones that actually knew what a ball was for, got banned, or broke a leg, to avoid the ultimate humiliation they knew was coming.
Not sure about the wisdom of chewing glass under any circumstances, but The Scribbler agrees with most of the other comments you made, comrade.
Although I should say Chelsea do have a couple of English speaking players - well Frank Lampard, John Terry and Joe Cole for a start, and they're the ones who are actually English... the others are foreign but speak English as if they were born on these fair shores...
Thanks for your comments, much appreciated. We WERE all talk, no action! I think we CAN play football, if only we'd shut up for a while and get on with doing it.
As for who could foresee Italy winning, well the fates did on the day I drew from the sweepstake! I won a sweet £50...
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