One hears this or similar a number of times a year, and it doesn't get any less depressing.

And now they're playing "Live Is Life" for no reason anyone sentient can fathom.

I can't help but be amused by Norway scoring literally one second after the comm said "a scoreline that reflects France's domination"...

Just because they're dressed like fucking Mint Viscounts this is not the moment for Germany to start playing like chocolate-footed arseholes.

Ah well. I've got to be up early anyway.

It's literally just struck me that Algeria have to fucking play fucking Austria in a few days. I hope they turn up armed.

Dunno what game Roy Keane grew up watching, but "seeing the best players in the world scoring goals" is some distance from why *I* watch this sport.

It is kind of physically impressive how many of the ITV team are capable of getting their gums round Ronaldo's pus-filled cock simultaneously.

Looks like that hurt. Yay.

Well I fucking heard it that time.

Did they do Major Tom (Coming Home)? I didn't hear it...

Get Tosh McKinlay on.

I had just decided Croatia were pissing about far too patiently there. Hush ma mouth

To be fair, Mbappe has had a quiet game by his standards as it must be really tricky to make measured, balanced runs with two commentators' tongues up your arse.

The bantz between Shearer and whoever this other twat is is such that I want to self-harm.

Oh, and jackfruit while you're at it.

Babycorn. It tastes like privet.

I could swear some of those fans are singing "Bring Your Daughter To The Slaughter" #NEDJPN.

I noticed this last week and briefly wondered then: why "CUW"? #GERCUW

Never in doubt, he lied.

Was I experiencing a fevered hallucination or did some foole let Duncan Ferguson onto live television?

Not liking sport is entirely your prerogative. Performatively, publicly sneering at people who do like sport to make yourself feel intellectually superior is entirely you just being a cunt.

I have, over the last twenty or so years, put a few quid on the USA to win the world cup, as it has felt inevitable eventually. This year, betting money on some vile evangelical Christians playing for a failed state in a corrupt tournament did not feel worth the couple of quid I might get back.

I don't know what Substack is. And please don't tell me, because I'm fine with that. I barely know what Instagram is, and ditto.

I believe Scotland have now scored four in three of their last five. Not in total, mind. In all three individually. I'm not equipped for this.

Remarkable absence of "cunt".

The question "How do you feel?" should result in instant dismissal and possibly a fucking firing squad.

Post a poster you used to have on your wall.

You Know My Name Die Another Day Tomorrow Never Dies

I think that's the first goal I've seen from a short corner since Anya/Maloney v Ireland.

I think Curtis drew that beard on with a marker to try and get into boozers.

Glenn Hoddle really is a joyless prick.

Apparently I inadvertently missed the London podcast show last week, which is a shame as I fully intended to miss it very deliberately.

The man who introduced Billy Currie to Midge Ure, on a stage of a working mens club in Walthamstow on a Sunday afternoon.

It would appear based on a not convincing sample set that I'm only allowed to visit Walthamstow when it's stupidly fucking hot

Tom Cox @dj-acid-reflux.bsky.social is the author you are looking for. Not exactly Sci-Fi but I REALLY enjoyed the audiobook of "Everything Will Swallow You"

Right, the cunt's resigned. Somebody change the locks.

@dj-acid-reflux.bsky.social My respect is genuine and massive but as someone terrified of the fuckers I really wish you would calm it a bit with the fucking moths...

Do we just have to accept now that every throw taken will be a foul throw, like we have to live with bikes on the fucking pavement? I'm sure a Motherwell player had both feet firmly on the park at one stage there.

Sky Sports Main Event just showed some bloke scribbling in a pad for a second then some of the golf for two seconds then back to the football. For this shit they expect people to pay thirty quid a month.

Was just asked allegiance by barman and legitimately got to say "it's complicated".

Guess I shouldn't listen to "Waiting For A Train" while wandering the streets of south-east London as I'm fairly sure I was just doing the "choo-choo, choo-choo, cha" bits out loud. Again.

Can't argue with that. Forest didn't land a glove on Villa all night. Ah well.

I can't really argue with that goal, much as I BASTARD want to.

MGW available to play Travis in the new Blake's 7 #avlnfo

Things I did not expect to experience thirty years back when I lived in the shadow of Tynecastle: screaming like a child at a goal that puts Hearts three clear of Celtic.

Joe Perry's recurring reference to the "kewble" is starting to get on my tits a bit

LOVELY IS NOT A FUCKING ADVERB #snooker

Strongly suspecting that the technical fuck-up four frames in on the snooker semi is why there's currently no footage of the evening sesh to be seen AT FUCKING ALL. If so, that's not really the answer to that issue. Would rather be able to watch with a "we fucked up one frame" than see fuck all.

Forest score five; something that had been taking them six to eight weeks, on average, for the past year. I, of course, was at a gig and missed it.