Monday morning. There have been better weekends. Regulars will know we had quite a time of it on here with the orchestrated invasion by the SmallHeathAlliance on Saturday night.
For their benefit, but to their chagrin, I removed some of the more inane and downright vile comments. I wish I could have done the same before my television and radio were similarly affected.
Garth, notionally a football pundit for the BBC. I have to tell you that no, I did not consider that Arsene Wenger’s initial reaction to be the headline story when a professional footballer, something you once were, lay in a hospital bed with a shattered leg.
Terry, not a shock-jock, just a cowardly two-faced ‘professional northener’ on TalkSport. Strange though it may seem it never crossed my mind that the breaking of Eduardo’s leg was some kind of divine retribution because Arsenal import too many foreigners.
Christian has not been alone on TalkSport with his puerile dribble, and I have tuned into that station for the last time. Similarly the merest glimpse of the amateurish Crooks will have me grabbing the TV remote.
So I am drawn to an inevitable conclusion. Who would I rather spend my Saturday night with? Simple. Give me the SmallHeathAlliance any day, because they are fighting their man’s corner, and their opinion will not change between now and next weekend.
But if Wayne Rooney, or Steve Gerrard, or Frank Lampard suffers a broken leg as a result of a challenge by a foreigner next week, just listen for the squeals from people like Crooks, Christian, Green, Parry, and Durham.
Whatever happened to broadcasting standards?
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