Boring
I might be about to make myself unpopular but I don't care:
How much more can there possibly be left to discuss about football? Surely by now every tiny detail, every possible outcome has been proposed, dissected and reassembled. If there was a limit on how many football-based-words-per-human-per-lifetime were allowed, then that limit must have been reached by now.
I'm bored. It's 22 men kicking a ball about a field. Get over it.
How much more can there possibly be left to discuss about football? Surely by now every tiny detail, every possible outcome has been proposed, dissected and reassembled. If there was a limit on how many football-based-words-per-human-per-lifetime were allowed, then that limit must have been reached by now.
I'm bored. It's 22 men kicking a ball about a field. Get over it.
posted by Rach at 11:54
2 Comments:
I have been bored of football since the last world cup.
I was sick of all the Wayne Rooney 'Will he or won't he play' talk, and I will be sick of all the 'If only Owen was playing' talk that will be floating around when England lose.
At least the Tennis is on now. :-)
Wimbledon is the same though isn't it? I mean, in terms of people droning on about it. Mind you, now that we won't have to put up with [posh accent]Come on Tim![/posh accent] all the bleedlin' time, it probably won't be so bad.
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