I enjoyed my usual Saturday routine yesterday: Soccer AM, Football Focus, the Fighting Talk podcast and this week went along to the Hearts Kilmarnock match because I hadn’t had enough football for the day. Plus it was a good opportunity to catch up with some friends I hadn’t see in a while.
At some point during the day it hit me barring Le Tour, this Summer will see a dearth of sporting events. The Egg-chasing World Cup doesn’t start until September, t’Cricket World Cup will have long finished. It’s an odd numbered year so there is no major football competition. What am I to do?
I’m giving consideration to following up on a promise to brush-up on my languages or maybe even learn a new one. Early candidates are Ruby or Python.
A few things became apparent while watching the matches of the last 16 teams in this years Champions League competition over the last two evenings.
- Liverpool are never easy to watch in Europe. How Riise didn’t have at least two goals be half-time is beyond me. As is why he doesn’t perform to the same level in the Premiership.
- Not being content with looking like one of the long-lost Marx Brothers, Ricardo Carvalho persists in defending like one too.
- If you don’t take your chances in front of goal then it’s more than likely that you’ll come to regret it (Arsenal, Barcelona).
- The jury is still out on Andrei Shevchenko. Maybe it’ll happen for him next season (if he’s still at Chelsea of course).
- The less glamouros matches are used to train novice camera men. The coverage of the AC Milan vs. Celtic match was simply abysmal.
But the main point I took from a the games is that a yellow card for diving in the penalty area in order to try and get your team a penalty kick is clearly not a sufficient deterrent. Step up Cristiano Ronaldo and Arjen Robben. I don’t deny that they are supremely talented footballers but they are also frankly, a disgrace to the game. Both fell to earth theatrically in clear attempts to con the referee and this time both were deservedly booked as there was obviously no contact between them and the defending player. I’m not sure what the answer is. A retrospective red card on video evidence? The threat of castration?
I’ve noticed this appearing in a few places online over the last couple of days. Without a doubt, this is an act of genius. A beer-launching fridge for those edge-of-your-seat sporting moments when you can’t tear yourself away from the TV but really, really need a beer.
We have the technology so why not use it?
“The trouble with the rat race is that even if you win, you’re still a rat”
So my work colleague has entered a team into the Edinburgh Rat Race. All well and good I though until I remember that I’d expressed interest some time in the past after a couple of beers. Sure enough, I was on the team.
I’ve way too much socializing to get done before New Year so I guess training will start in January. I’m not the best of runners so I guess I’ll focus on that first.