Can't stand football myself.
How anyone can watch a bunch of big girls blouses, with highly inflated egos, highly inflated wage, prancing around kicking a bag o wind around on some grass for 90 minutes is beyond me.
All they ever do is fall over crying ' boo hoo that bad man pulled my hair, boo hoo looks at me I'm such a drama queen'
Much prefer MotoGP!
Real men, riding at the speed of light, crash in spectacular fashion, hurtling through the air like a human cannonball.....only to get up off the tarmac, run pick up bike and try to run with it and rejoin the race!
They then think kicking the gravel trap, 'dash and codswallop, fecked that up royally'
Wave to the crowd thinking 'wehay, hard as nails me, I didn't even break so much as a finger nail
FAR more entertaining, and far more world friendly sport!