To me fate points to a long overdue world cup win in 2018. We may well be the hosts 52 years after the infamous '66 win also in London. Six years after hosting the Olympics our infrastructure will be even more enhanced giving us the ultimate preparation. By 2018 the new debt rules for premiership clubs will be enforced hopefully curving the absurd transfer fees and wages. This could make our best players less prima-donnas and more focused on doing their bloody job. Eight years from now Lampard, Terry, Gerard, Rooney et al will have finally fucked off to become personality-less pundits (or in Rooneys case the dish washer stacker) and we can bring in new, more hungry players. This has to include surely some leaders on the field and a strong captain. We may also have a defence and mid-field that picks itself. By 2018 our deficit should be normal again, good times return and a positive feeling in the country. If we're lucky there will be a new rule about a minimum number English players in premiership teams giving our boys more of a chance to learn and shine. Sepp Blatter will hopefully be 6 feet under and his replacement will introduce goal line technology. Genetic enhancements will mean we can alter our players avoiding two left feet for our strikers, jitters for our goalies, and give some of our players much needed bigger balls. Finally my daughters will be 10 which means according to UK tradition and culture they would be allowed to beer it up in the pub.
Yes bring on 2018 and that elusive second star!
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