You've got me confused with someone who cares...

So I have neglected this blog over the past few weeks, I admit. But as the title suggests... I've got over it and so should you. Now you have, lets continue.






So job hunting has actually gone fairly well, it's been interesting, and I've secured a few things. So we're off to a good start... sadly means I can't complain about that.

General bitching about the general world that surrounds me shall commence then.

I'm going to focus on Wimbledon. Not the football team, or the place. But the tennis. For me, every 4 years, it just gets in the way of a real sport being played that the whole world and millions of people in it gets full involved in. The FIFA World Cup. Now even with England's fortunes being somewhat terrible so far (in the sense that fortunes means effort and performances that deserve the shirt), I still love the competition as the millions (and millions) of people around the world do so I think it's ridiculous that the BBC chose to put it on TV.

My description of people who choose to watch the stupid tennis tournament rather than the FIFA World Cup at this time of year includes the phrase "...they put their car keys in bowls most Friday evenings...". I hope you understand what that means, if not ask your Mum and Dad.

At Wimbledon you don't get a fuck off big plastic horn to blow in someones ear for 2 hours. You don't get to shout 'F**k off ref, you prick!' at any point. They ask you to leave if you do that... well that's just no fun is it?

At the end of the day I believe the BBC and the English Lawn Tennis Geezers have got it majorly wrong. Every 4 years they should have a year off, or take it on tour, go play it in Iraq, give those tennis players something to worry about and make them earn their money. I'd actually watch highlights at that point, I promise you.

In fact take it from me, if you comment on this giving me your support, and spread the word of Warzone Tennis, we'll get it going. I for one would like to see Roger Federer, Nadal and Murray avoid mortar fire while attempting a dainty drop shot. Wouldn't you?

If you disagree with me... fuck off.

Oh and I'm done, so... you all can go away now to be honest.

Until next time, try not to die.