I am not a person who has
a huge amount of interest in sport, something that may (or may not) be clear
from my coverage of the Football World Cup and if you delve back into the
deaths (sorry Depths) of my diary, the Olympics. This
is a personal thing, I don't mind if folk get excited by sport, I even have known
folk who like sport so much they will have it on the television even when they
are not in the room watching it. But
there is an odd thing linked to my coverage of these sporting events in my own
rather offbeat way (although every word is true-ish), yes it appears I get far
more pageviews on my blog.
So what makes the masses
choose my blog to get the latest news of these sporting competitions? Many
would say they learn absolutely nothing from my blog; OK they did learn the
entire world cup was manipulated by Dave the Elvis Impersonator and won by
German Androids. . . . . And the World Cup is probably not the Holy Grail.
My main worry now is that
in order to continue to see growth in the blog I will be forced to comment on
more sport, but I am not a great fan of sport so I am more than a little
perplexed by this strange state of affairs. Will I be forced to rely on the
Commonwealth Games to perpetuate the excitement of the masses? And reveal that
certain sports have been taken over by Aliens stealing the bodies of the
unsuspecting sports people. . . it is a strong possibility.
Anyway the Ghost Writer
spent his day in the office pondering the virtues of computers and using his
own set of unique tools to perform tasks that other IT folk think of as plain
stupid or blatant vandalism. And as myself
and the Ghost Writer are physically and mentally bonded together in a way that
can only be described as diabolically indescribable, much like those
Commonwealth Athletes that have been taken over by Aliens. What this means is, when the Ghost Writer is
knackered (so to speak. . . sorry small children your parents will explain) so
am I. . . .
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Mr Rob, your blog is entertaining and informative no matter what you're talking about. Just keep doing what you're doing.
ReplyDeleteCutting the Grass? . . . . . . . . .AH DAMN.
DeleteI'm no fan of sports, but it seems like most of my family is and I can't escape it if there is something on they want to watch. I can always retreat to my computer though. I have a love/hate relationship with my computer.
ReplyDeleteLee
Tossing It Out
I think we all have love/hate relationships with computers. I suspect it will lead to a generation of folk in therapy as they quietly remove themselves from the real world. Just think just a few short years ago the personal computer was the fantasy of science fiction, and children had to go outside and climb trees and play with pointy sticks. . . .
DeleteI have returned from my long journey. I am not sure what constitues a sport. Was my gathering of worms off my grapevine leaves considered sport? There was a battle to the death.
ReplyDeleteI suspect the worms did not see it as sport.
DeleteWelcome back I hope all went to plan.