Random thoughts on a random day in April.
I was about to say it was a random non-football Friday. Or at least a no major league football Friday. But I had to scratch hose thoughts because it's not just the Danish SAS-Ligaen that plays on Friday nowadays. (I hope my Danish readers are not offended by my insinuation that the Danish league is not a major European league. I hope I have Danish readers.) There was a match today in the top division in Germany, France, Portugal, Holland, Turkey and Spain. And it's not just Europe; I see results from Argentina, Mexico, Chile, Brazil, Paraguay, Japan and more. Weekend football starts on a Friday. And, of course, even the MLS have joined the trend. LA Galaxy and Montreal play later in what I'm sure has been billed as Super Soccer Friday in LA.
In England there was the one regular match from the Championship. Brighton and Hove Albion beat QPR to move very close to reaching the Premier League for the first time in their history. Brighton and Hove Albion. You just have to say the whole name, don't you? I couldn't even be bothered with writing out QPR.
As I heard another ad for what's coming up on today's evening news I thought, again, how odd it is that we are told what is coming up in the news. Maybe it's just on Canadian TV. With the constant battle between news channels, on TV and online, for who can get the news out first, this is like a step further: "we will tell you now what is going to happen and how we are going to report on it." I know, I know. That's not what is is. But it makes for a good thought. And as I sat at a red light listening to the ad on the car radio, I thought how can I make a joke on these lines for football. Couldn't think of one but I did think that with staged news, reality shows that I don't believe are at all real, I'm happy that I follow something that is completely real and a true result is reached on the pitch. No acting here. No pre-determined results. All real. Right?
I don't have much football to watch tomorrow on my Saturday morning of watching football. Golf, The Masters, takes precedence across four of my regular football screening channels. I'm ok with golf and I'll watch the majors, on the last day. But can't we just squeeze in a little football before the 13 hour coverage starts? All I will get is Stoke v Liverpool. I may even switch over to the golf. (I hope my readers who are Stoke fans are not offended by my insinuation that watching Stoke is not worth my time as a football fan. I hope I have some, one, reader who may be a Stoke fan.)
Aston Villa are going to beat Burton Albion tomorrow and the ridiculous toying with my emotions and raising false hopes that I refuse to believe (while at the same time believing it is actually possible) will continue for another week.
Happy football, golf, hockey, tennis, baseball weekend.
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