With a pandemic in full swing, grounds closed and our addiction still very much evident, the decision to “spread out and televise” all of the Premier League matches felt like we were getting everything we ever wanted: Total non-stop football.
But we can’t do it forever (whatever AW wants in his new role!). It’s probably about time things went back to normal, for me anyway.
I never thought it would be said, but are we getting too much football?
So the rumour that “they” are considering continuing the style of mass broadcasting even after fans return to the grounds is troubling to me.
We’ve been spoilt. And anyone who remembers the spoilt Veruca Salt in ‘Charlie and the Chocolate Factory’ knows that this doesn’t lead to happiness. It actually leads to you getting roughed up by angry squirrels. Not what anyone wants.
Charlie Bucket was only rarely allowed chocolate, and he was much happier. So it may be hard at first, but shouldn’t we have our treats taken away? Wouldn’t we enjoy our addiction that be more?
The trouble with non-stop football is it never stops. We don’t have much of a chance to miss it (except in an Interlull), or get really excited about it. By the time we have messaged our mate to take the mick out of his team for getting battered, they’ve already turned it round.
So what do you think? Chocolate rarely, and savoured; or “Dave Jones’s voice from the screen: ‘Dont go anywhere! Coming up it’s the big one! Sheffield United v Fulham!'”