Nick Clegg,
football expert
Now, we all thought
Nick Clegg was an expert in reneging on promises to scrap tuition
fees, and buddying up with anyone who'll give him a bit of power. But
no, actually, he's qualified to have an opinion on who should and
shouldn't host the 2018 world cup.
He thinks he's in a
position to tell FIFA how to run their business.
The bloke who's
taken his party to the point where the opinion polls suggest their
fifty-seven parliamentary seats will be reduced to the odd seven at
the next election. Perhaps there's more pressing things the deputy
prime minister ought to be thinking about. Or is this a cynical “man
of the people” football-bloke combined with lowest common
denominator popular-opinion PR ploy.
Our students are
gaining degrees alongside massive debts thanks in part to his broken
promises. There's Israeli bombs raining on Palestine, and he's going
on about the next world cup venue, in four years time.
His constituency is
Sheffield Hallam. Big student population. They can vote where they
live to (pay a fortune to) study, if they want, students. Good luck
with that, bud.
Wood is wood
is...or is it
Rowdy crowd at
cricket tonight, and a close T20 Blast (as it has been
re-re-rebranded) game.
Big hitting from
both sides, flamethrowers around the boundaries. Two (count 'em) sets
of three NatWest drummers banging away between overs. Music. Even
(where we were, in the cheap seats) those beer-snake things:
although none as
impressive as these badboys. I think the secret (as well as
eventually heading off to the great beer-snake recycling facility in
the sky) is in all the plastic glasses (is that a whatsit [answers in
the comments] gramatically? Not an oxymoron, but something similar?
Plastic glasses?) being the same size. Small but significant
differences in diameter or capacity did for the continued growth of
the attempts.
A close game. I
think T20 cricket is a work of genius, and I think our club should
get involved in playing more of it.
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