Here’s what I find odd. You take 15 rugby players from assorted teams in their premiere league, stick some roses on their shirts, line ’em up, sing ‘sweet caroline at ’em’, and they are fucking outstanding. Cohesive. They get what’s required, they get who they’re with and they get on with it. Most often rather brilliantly.

Then you take 11 footballers. All of outstanding pedigree for their clubs. Players earning trillions a week because they’re so ‘brilliant’, you stick ’em together with other trillionaire superstars, put three lions on their shirts, line ’em up and…

They become Yeovil Town’s 4th team. The women’s one. (No offense to women in general nor women’s football in particular which I always find… errrrr… on the sports channels when nothing else is on). They become your Sunday league pub team where half are still hung over from the night before and the other half are just making up the numbers anyway. They become… Spurs of last season!!!! (League matches only).

So last night. England, the mighty, the superstars of many leagues, playing some bunch of Africans from Senegal. Most of whom play in ‘other countries’ (ie: not England) but some, like Sadio Mane, are superstars, though he didn’t play last night. Didn’t need to. It was only England.

We lost. Badly. (Spurs fans know that you can lose ‘goodly’, we often do.) And we shouldn’t have done. We have great players. We have a new manager. But… he’s German! And foreign. And not English. So where’s it all gone wrong???

I blame the government. They’re reinstating the heating allowance for old people. But not working old people. We’re left in the cold. Literally. But I don’t mind that. They can put my money towards the Health Service. Which currently takes 40% of our total GDP. And currently, doesn’t work very well. Don’t know how much more anyone can throw at it before they realise that it needs a proper rethink, not just hurling endless funds.

At least we’re getting a new nuke facility. For power, not for fighting. The good people of Suffolk are thrilled to be the hosts for the production of 25% of our future energy. But distant future really as it’ll take about 20 years to get there. And the estimated cost, just 20 billion quid, ‘may’ just rise a bit in the meantime. But at least it’ll keep Ed Milliband happy in the interim. Happy as he can be, anyway.

Happy Wednesday

A xxxx