I Really Don't Want To Be Boring,

There Were About Seventy-nine Squillion People In The World, And If You Were Very Lucky, You Would End Up Being Loved By Fifteen Or Twenty Of Them.

Why Is Failure The First Thing I Think Of When I Find Myself In This Sort Of Situation? Why Can't I Just Enjoy Myself? But If You Have To Ask The Question, Then You Know You're Lost: Self-consciousness Is A Man's Worst Enemy. Already I'm Wondering Whether She's As Aware Of My Erection As I Am.

Radio Football Is Football Reduced To Its Lowest Common Denominator. Shorn Of The Game's Aesthetic Pleasures, Or The Comfort Of A Crowd That Feels The Same Way As You, Or The Sense Of Security That You Get When You See That Your Defenders And Goalkeeper Are More Or Less Where They Should Be, All That Is Left Is Naked Fear.

I Burst Into Tears And I Cry And Cry Until It Feels As Though It Is Not Salt And Water Being Squeezed From My Eyes, But Blood.

But The Internet Had Changed Everything: Nobody Was Forgotten Anymore.