|Blatter prepares for the investigation into standards at FIFA|
As my regular reader will testify, I am no lover of the so called ‘beautiful game’ of football. In fact it leaves me stone cold – but it wasn’t always like that…
When I was a teenager, I lived next door to a bloke called George Cohen who those of you with long memories will remember played full back in the 1966 Word Cup winning England team. He had quite a nice house in Worcester Park in Surrey. Nothing flash, just a standard 4 bed detached with a smallish garden.
Down the road was a shop owned by Ron ‘Chopper’ Harris. Over the door it read ‘Ron Harris, Chelsea and England. Newspapers and confectionery.’ Consider these two world class footballers and compare them with today. Could you see David Beckham living in a house like that, or running a paper shop? Not likely, is it?
I used to go to watch Epsom and Ewell Eagles playing at the local ground round the corner. It was entertaining. You could stand on the touchline. You felt involved. The only ‘big’ game I ever went to was the semi-final of the FA Cup when Wimbledon played Leeds at Selhurst Park. I watched some dots running about on a field over in the distance. I thought it was crap. I never went to a league game again.
So I fully understand why FIFA are in the shit. Everything about football has got totally out of hand. Today’s players and managers earn the sort of money that Harris and Cohen never dreamed of. And why? At the end of the day all they do is kick a ball around on a bit of grass.
The money is now so vast that corruption is inevitable. Everybody knows that FIFA have had their hands in till and snouts in the trough for years – so why the big surprise?
Beautiful game, my arse! It’s shite – and at last it’s coming out just how shite it really is…