It’s easy to become disillusioned with the modern game. All the money and greed. The continuing underperformance of the national side. The painful reality that Titus Bramble earns about fifty grand a week despite the fact he wouldn’t get in our Sunday team. It all adds up.
Which is why it’s important to remember what football’s all about. The simple pleasure of a few mates knocking a ball about. The fact it transcends nationalism, religion and language. The small but omnipresent possibility that someone will fall over in a funny way.
We’ll always love you, football.