Apologies to all the readers of my fantastic blog, that is for the 5 people I know who try to follow what I have to say, so thanks for that.
I haven't updated my blog in a while, call it the curse of work which literally destroys any so called work life balance, or lack of it, makes me go nuts just thinking of the ton of work we all or at least I end up doing but none of that for now, I need to put this out now.
Twas Valentines day 24 hours back and while half the world was trying to prove their love or show that they remembered it, I was here as usual forever alone, well not alone actually, I had my ps3 waiting for the glorious weekend to start but then again I had the same plan last week and baam all that went for a toss with a ton of work during the weekend, fair enough, I have football, right?
Not really, my following of football, well every sport has drastically been cut, thanks to work and well my own need for some r & r , gone are the days where I would be awake till 3 AM watching Osasuna Vs Espanyol, just for the heck of it. Those glorious days of me knowing and naming at least 15 players per Premier League club, gone. Champs league games to watch, to be fair I have not watched ONE champions league match in the last 14 months.
The emptyness of football is growing larger within me, I may never have been the go to guy for football knowledge but I knew about most new kids on the block and what clubs they play for , positions etc, all that is just a fading distant memory of what I used to be and what I am now, thinking half the time about what scheme to run and what promo can I use. True that is a requirement in the current capacity but certainly football should be in my mind, if a guy would think about sex every 20 seconds, well I would or at least used to think about why Torres was sucking so much post his major injury (2010 ) or how the hell can Etoo make so much douhg for Anzhi and how would they run the club at all , paying such huge wages.
Work was supposed to be freedom from the shackles of constant college and tension, studies, exams etc, where I would make dough and just live, away from all inhibitions and just enjoy life as it comes, who would have thought I would have to give up this much for something that is a trivial thing in more developed nations.
Someday, sometime in the future, I sure hope I can be with it again, this may not be the best time but we will have better days.
Football, thou are still there to make me smile during those awful days , may you never go away, I will be back. I know it.
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