As the season kick starts we’re all delighted to welcome back the frantic bursts of rain between lulls of sleet. This is a time of year that many try their best to forget only to be blind-sided by it for another year running.
At the moment we’re chuffed that football is back on both the television sets and our Saturday leagues. We’ve got Euro qualifiers, Prem week in week out and all of the other club competitions. (Of course if you’ve been to this blog even briefly before now you’ll know that we’re not interested in the Champions League. Not even a bit.). It’s only a matter of time before we realise that winter is here specifically to give footy a good bashing. Not only are the players affected (Robinho turned into the biggest sap in the game for the last couple of seasons despite still playing like a boss for his country), there’s usually a knock on effect for everything/everyone involved.
If the weather hits us anything like it did earlier this year I’m sure we’ll have crucial ties called off, busses missing fixtures and fans wasting ticket money. If we had any sense we’d start hiring from a different brand of snow-ploughs.
Allow me to explain. Here we have some of the more traditional sweepers in the game – the epitome of loving groundskeepers slogging through all seasons to keep the grass roots as fresh as possible.
These boys obviously care for their green babies and footy players worldwide are appreciative of the chaps who do the back breaking work of going over the turf before a big match. Hats off. Given the chance though, I think we’d be a little better off taking a lesson from the Canadian school of learning. This is simply a case of transforming pitch maintenance into entertainment. Behold…
Alas we will never see the light of an all female clean-up squad. We struggle to involve cheerleaders in our sports as entertainers, let alone a bunch that would do the same and throw in a bit of a clean-up with no extra fuss. Is that asking too much? Probably. At least we can rest happy in the fact that with this type of weather come good tidings.
Christmas begins in the next few weeks and there are a number of services already available to us. Seems that HMV suffered when the world cup rolled through.
“Suppliers deliberately do not schedule new releases when people will be watching the television”
So they’ll be relying on our good tidings to get back in the game. Turns out they’ll be expecting Take That to be owning this Christmas, God forbid. I wonder if they’re yet aware of the Beckhams planning their own treat (choke).
We should be seeing a bit more of M&S beauty and former WAG Noemie Lenoir as the Snow white bug hits the super star. They are starting by offering a Christmas gift hampers deal. Seems that you can sign up now (that’s right – 4 months before the big day) and they’ll send you a hamper rammed with the stuff you’d otherwise be battling Mrs Davis from Colbert Street for armed with nothing more than an umbrella.
The phone companies are kicking off and there ar emany other deals popping up earlier this year than ever before.
Oh, and it turns out that Wayne has gone and ruined it for everyone!