Monday, 15 May 2006

Sometimes I doubt my commitment to Sparkle Motion

I stayed up to watch the FA Cup Final last night. The game kicked off at 11:30pm local time and I didn’t get to bed until after 3am. Cup finals are normally such turgid affairs so it was great to ‘watch’ a game that was at least eventful, if not a great game.

I put watch in inverted commas up there because I kept dropping off. The national anthem started and then the next thing I know there shots of Jamie Carragher holding his big-jawed head interspersed with replays of the own-goal. Then all of a sudden we’re at the half time show, with the pundits explaining what Liverpool need to do to take control of the game. The rest of the game continued as a succession of narcoleptic snapshots. The whole thing felt like I was watching a badly cut highlights package.

I only properly became conscious for the last five minutes and was willing the game to end so I could go to bed when Stevie G. sends in a screamer to take the match into extra time. I don’t know how I’m going to survive a month of this once the World Cup starts. The games kick off between 10:30pm and 4:30am locally. I’ll have to go into training now if I want to survive the tournament. I’ll condition myself to sleep on the tram home and start looking for a reliable source of No-Doze. It’ll be like studying for exams all over again.

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