...the cry goes up: "We was robbed"
I'm in two minds about the whole thing (well, not the game itself - England's participation was pretty optional; the referee had decided who was going to win before anyone touched a ball.)
The thing is this. Football is pretty tedious at the best of times. When forced to watch, I generally watch the highlights. Watching a full match is a bit like watching a 'Directors Cut' version of a movie. Basically, the same as the original film but with lots of dull bits where nothing happens.
However, so is tennis. Because, you see, its Wimbledon fortnight. This happens once a year and lots of famous players come to England to get rained on for two weeks, the media hypes up expectation of some British player/wonderkid and then pours scorn on the poor chap when he inevitably goes out in the first round, and Sir Cliff Richard sings some songs to entertain the crowds who are shivering under umbrellas, wondering why nobody has thought to put one of those new-fangled roof things over the centre court.
So, with England going out it'll mean that the talk will be of Wimbledon. Less football = good. More tennis = bad.
Still, it could be worse. Throw cricket into the mix and I really will feel the need to open a vein. Or at the very least have a damn good whinge.
