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Raymond John Shepherd • 6 hours ago
I was asked today, why I did not like or watch football. The person knew that in my teen’s right up to 30 I played football. I tried to explain as best I could the difference of when I used to play compared to modern day football.
For a start we used to play for the love of the game, we were amateurs so no payment was involved, in fact we paid to play by way of subs and had to find our own way to the venue no car so public transport. You played the ball not the player; you were allowed body contact in the way of a shoulder push if you were strong enough. If you went down you jumped back up and went after the ball not the referee. I would finish a night shift on the Saturday morning; grab a few hours’ sleep before packing my gear to go to the venue. Come rain snow or sun we always played sometimes when the ground was like concrete because of frost and freezing temps. We also had to wash our own gear after each match and took it in turns to take the football home to put a new inner tube inside. Yes it was a laced leather ball that weighed a few pounds when wet and if you headed it you found yourself a few inches shorter. The referee’s word was law and you never questioned it but respected it, on the few occasions a player abused a ref he was banned from playing for a period. If it was a physical confrontation the player was banned for life.
Now I look at the modern game, for a start I am sure so called football players have to attend acting school before they are allowed on the pitch. Taught how to dive and pretend to be injured, also taught how to react to the cameras with facial expressions and gesture, “ What? Me Ref Never Butter Would Not Melt In My Mouth”. Let’s look at the dive first, for anyone who has taken part in contact sport. If you are hit and hurt you go down, the law of gravity dictates, you do not go up in the air first before going down. That is where the acting lessons come into their own. Now look at the performance next, if you are hurt the last thing in the world you would do is roll around on the ground, if you think or feel you have a broken ankle you stay very still because you make the pain worst by rolling around. This is proven time and time again by the player himself, when he knows he has gained a penalty and hears the whistle, he jumps up nothing wrong and he is the one taking the penalty. The team, yes it is supposed to be a team event with men working together to score goals. They are paid huge amounts of money to achieve this and yet when one does score he runs around like a pre-Madonna. His team mates mob him hugging and kissing, they are even allowed to run off the pitch and delay the game. Question how about the last 10 games when no one scored, that is what you are paid to do score goals. Did you still get your money of course you did.no hugging and kissing ? If the normal man in the street employed in manufacturing did not produce the goods and did such a bad job he would lose his job for sure. It has even got to the stage of players pretending to be hurt in the penalty area to get an opponent sent off. It is no longer a sport but big business and if the team is losing it is the manager who gets the sack. The pretty boys still keep theirs job and continue to draw their wages at the expense of the fans, so they can buy their gold or silver designer boots and get crazy haircuts. No one told them the boots do not make them a better player and the haircuts make them look like clowns.
Modern football??? No thanks I would rather watch paint dry