I ain't even seen no "one"

I'm a little reticent to start this here, as I don't want this to become one of them foop-ball bloggins. But gosh-darn that was good fun watching the Spurs kick the Chelsea's ass.

I'm not all about watching the foop-ball. As a general rule I prefer to play than watch (although my arms and legs are both *seriously* protesting that bent), but I couldn't help relishing the prospect as I walked over to the club this afternoon to watch the match. There's something about the communal aspect that is just enjoyable, win or lose.

Obviously it's better if you win. There's some kind of payoff I guess. But I don't think I'd be in a bad mood had we lost. In actual fact, I know I wouldn't be in a bad mood if we had lost. (Been there, done that).

It's something about getting caught up in the moment, and also the tension and.. You know this. I don't need to state obvious things.

In any case, good times. I got some work to do now, so I'll leave you with just two things.

Two things:
- My last post was number 777. How perfect.

- Just realised both me and the Network blogged with Consumer in the title recently. I don't think I deliberately copied him. But you never know.

overandout