I NOTICE TODAY, SATURDAY 25th of June 2016 -- incidentally the day that my European Union/British Passport has expired -- that there is some dissymmetry in the fact that only one full day after what is being popularly called "Brexit", Britain is still in the unlikely position of having three of its four footballing nations playing in the Euro 2016 competition.
SCOTLAND IS, AS USUAL, THE EXCEPTION, having used her seventeenth-century opt-out clause to withdraw from football in the nineteen seventies, although allowing any Scots who show talent the freedom of movement to go and play football in England, where there is money.
OF COURSE LATER TODAY, barring some sort of absurdity, this state of affairs will be reduced to a mere two teams, England and Wales, paradoxically the two nations who voted most strongly to leave what is mistakenly referred to as "Europe" in a lot of the vulgar press coverage of the event.
I HAVE ABSOLUTELY NO FAITH in either of these teams winning this competition, but, as strong as my glee in the vote on the historic day of the 23rd of June was, it would be stronger still to see the egg on the face of the unelected corrupt bunch of swindlers and crooks who run the arrogant, aloof European Union if the criminal François Hollande has to hand over a trophy to the captain of either one.
(My photo shows European Commission president Jean-Claude Juncker taking a break from drinking brandy and discussing the rules of fair play with Michel Platini)
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