A Thought (Contains WC2006 SPOILERS)
Jul. 6th, 2006 11:50 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
shinydanOn Monday of next week, we enter the most terrible period of the typical adult male human's lifecycle. The Wait.
When the final whistle is blown in Berlin on Sunday evening, ending what has been one of the best football World Cups in living memory, there will not be a football kicked in anger in England until Saturday, August 5th. Twenty-seven agonising, soul-buggering days of No Football. Yes, there are other sports - but that misses the point.
Imagine asking the hardcore Trekkie - you know who you are - to go twenty-seven days without a fix of Kirk. What devotee of good cinema would go without for almost a month without tapping their library, or raiding the local video rental shop? Go without the internet for twenty-seven days. Not impossible, but damn hard.
So spare a thought for all those poor, wretched football fans, struggling to get out of the heavily dented sofas they've spent the last month glued to. Watch them deflate, ever so slightly, when France or Italy lift the trophy. Help them, if you can. Because for them, the ordeal is just beginning.
When the final whistle is blown in Berlin on Sunday evening, ending what has been one of the best football World Cups in living memory, there will not be a football kicked in anger in England until Saturday, August 5th. Twenty-seven agonising, soul-buggering days of No Football. Yes, there are other sports - but that misses the point.
Imagine asking the hardcore Trekkie - you know who you are - to go twenty-seven days without a fix of Kirk. What devotee of good cinema would go without for almost a month without tapping their library, or raiding the local video rental shop? Go without the internet for twenty-seven days. Not impossible, but damn hard.
So spare a thought for all those poor, wretched football fans, struggling to get out of the heavily dented sofas they've spent the last month glued to. Watch them deflate, ever so slightly, when France or Italy lift the trophy. Help them, if you can. Because for them, the ordeal is just beginning.
