Watching the
Spaniards take the poor old craic merchants apart at football last night, I got
to thinking why it is (prompted by a question from my wife along the same lines
- though she put it down to the warm weather), why Johnny Spaniard was so
bloody good at football.
My flippant remark
was that having spent loads of money they never had in the first place and in a
nation that sleeps all afternoon and eats a five hour long dinner afterwards,
they have not much else to do and therefore bloody well ought to be good at it.
That got me thinking
a lot more, which is always dangerous anyway, but I think there is a strain of
truth in this.
Think of the games at
which England fields an international team (and I mean England and not the
provincials as they do not sing the British National anthem and always root for
the other side when up against England), and the list is long. Cricket,
football, rugby, darts, snooker, hockey, running, jumping, swimming, rowing,
horse riding etc. The list is endless.
Then think, in
sporting terms at least, what a minuscule pool of people from which we can
choose, as obviously the provincials are out on account of the national anthem
issue. Then there is the fact that a good number of English people are fat
racists and thus only good at darts.
And then think, maybe
at this moment, particularly of Spain after their wonderful performance last
night, what else apart from spending money they don't have, sleeping all
afternoon, five hour dinners and football do they do? Nothing, that's what. So
as I originally thought, but only in passing, they bloody well ought to be good
at it.
So after this year's
Olympics have finished, I shall be making a suggestion to the sporting
authorities here in England that we trim the list down.
We have to keep darts
to keep the fat racists off the street, but let's focus on just four sports and
be good at them.
This way England will prove to be world champions at
something other than just Formula One (car building, drivers and teams).
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