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And yet again I watch the news with a barely contained loathing for the general populace of this country.
I don't mean people like you, I mean those other people.
You know the ones:
The ones that have England flags in their window every 4 years when it's the world cup, and then take them down when it's all over.
The ones that have cut out "n" keep soldier's heads in their front window to "support our boys".
But especially, and oh how do I wish for firebombs, the ones that have never previously taken the slightest goddamn bit of interest in Rugby and couldn't tell you a single player.
But all of a sudden they've dusted out their Engerlund flags and have them in their windows.
They pile into their car and head down to the airport to shout and scream and sing at the "homecoming heroes".
They demand ticker-tape parades and streets-named-in-honour for "our boys!!!".
When, 2 weeks ago, they weren't even aware that the Rugby world cup was on and couldn't tell you any of the players involved or where it was being held.
Don't think I'm knocking the world-cup winning team. They should feel damn proud and celebratory, they should revel in their achievements and hold their heads high.
No, I'm curling a lip in disgust at the rent-a-patriots that suddenly have the heart of a lion and eyes fill of mist for this green and sceptered isle whenever a sporting event comes along that we win at.
It happens every year with tennis and Henman/Rusedksi.
St George face-painted goobers screaming "GWON TIM!!!!!!" until he crashes out again, then everyone turns to the Canadian one that plays for us.
Yet, strangely, once Wimbledon passes, there is zero coverage or mention at all in the press of the other tournaments and placings these players feature in for the rest of the year.
No, it's only that 2 week window that these cow-people suddenly feel proud of this country and declare how much they love and support these people.
The tabloids are playing these people like a goddamn Stradivarius.
"The new Beckham!"
Hardly. These Rugby players earn a fraction of premiership footballers, nowhere near as much as these effete ball kickers.
They get hardly a mention before they won the world cup and people had no idea of the guy who is suddenly feted as a king.
You either display the English flag 12 months of the year and support sport EVEN WHEN WE SUCK, or you shut the hell up and go back to whatever it is that you do.
Nobody outside of genuine fans cared about Rugby before they won the world cup.
Now all of a sudden these mindless tools are clogging streets and singing "Sweet Chariot".
Oh oh, but only the 1ST STANZA. These nobjockeys are too stupid to realise and sing that refrain over and over and over.
Morons.
It's the conveniently-timed patriotism that raises my bile.
World Cup events and Last Night of The Proms are the only occasions where suddenly these morons are "PRAAAAAAD TO BE ENGLISH GUVNAH!!!!".
Yet only last week they were screaming for the monarchy to be disbanded because The Sun says so.
"So what's wrong with supporting your team then?" will be the complaint.
Nothing, but a sizeable chunk of people screaming at Heathrow admitted to the news cameras that they hadn't really followed Rugby before.
And, unless they win every year from now on, these faddy flag waving monkeys will go right back to smearing their faces in paint and chanting "TIGER TIM!!!" when that lacklustre vampire bombs out of yet another tournament, and it's that annual "Well, perhaps next year" after-match report.
I don't mean people like you, I mean those other people.
You know the ones:
The ones that have England flags in their window every 4 years when it's the world cup, and then take them down when it's all over.
The ones that have cut out "n" keep soldier's heads in their front window to "support our boys".
But especially, and oh how do I wish for firebombs, the ones that have never previously taken the slightest goddamn bit of interest in Rugby and couldn't tell you a single player.
But all of a sudden they've dusted out their Engerlund flags and have them in their windows.
They pile into their car and head down to the airport to shout and scream and sing at the "homecoming heroes".
They demand ticker-tape parades and streets-named-in-honour for "our boys!!!".
When, 2 weeks ago, they weren't even aware that the Rugby world cup was on and couldn't tell you any of the players involved or where it was being held.
Don't think I'm knocking the world-cup winning team. They should feel damn proud and celebratory, they should revel in their achievements and hold their heads high.
No, I'm curling a lip in disgust at the rent-a-patriots that suddenly have the heart of a lion and eyes fill of mist for this green and sceptered isle whenever a sporting event comes along that we win at.
It happens every year with tennis and Henman/Rusedksi.
St George face-painted goobers screaming "GWON TIM!!!!!!" until he crashes out again, then everyone turns to the Canadian one that plays for us.
Yet, strangely, once Wimbledon passes, there is zero coverage or mention at all in the press of the other tournaments and placings these players feature in for the rest of the year.
No, it's only that 2 week window that these cow-people suddenly feel proud of this country and declare how much they love and support these people.
The tabloids are playing these people like a goddamn Stradivarius.
"The new Beckham!"
Hardly. These Rugby players earn a fraction of premiership footballers, nowhere near as much as these effete ball kickers.
They get hardly a mention before they won the world cup and people had no idea of the guy who is suddenly feted as a king.
You either display the English flag 12 months of the year and support sport EVEN WHEN WE SUCK, or you shut the hell up and go back to whatever it is that you do.
Nobody outside of genuine fans cared about Rugby before they won the world cup.
Now all of a sudden these mindless tools are clogging streets and singing "Sweet Chariot".
Oh oh, but only the 1ST STANZA. These nobjockeys are too stupid to realise and sing that refrain over and over and over.
Morons.
It's the conveniently-timed patriotism that raises my bile.
World Cup events and Last Night of The Proms are the only occasions where suddenly these morons are "PRAAAAAAD TO BE ENGLISH GUVNAH!!!!".
Yet only last week they were screaming for the monarchy to be disbanded because The Sun says so.
"So what's wrong with supporting your team then?" will be the complaint.
Nothing, but a sizeable chunk of people screaming at Heathrow admitted to the news cameras that they hadn't really followed Rugby before.
And, unless they win every year from now on, these faddy flag waving monkeys will go right back to smearing their faces in paint and chanting "TIGER TIM!!!" when that lacklustre vampire bombs out of yet another tournament, and it's that annual "Well, perhaps next year" after-match report.
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Insane Bartender wrote:
> Until English football gets another international trophy under its
> belt, 1966 will always be the comparitor.
And I find it pathetic.
To be honest, I couldn’t give a damn whether England win anything else for as long as I live but when I hear those fateful words “We won the world cup in 1966”, I cringe and think “Oh god, here we go again.”
> Until English football gets another international trophy under its
> belt, 1966 will always be the comparitor.
And I find it pathetic.
To be honest, I couldn’t give a damn whether England win anything else for as long as I live but when I hear those fateful words “We won the world cup in 1966”, I cringe and think “Oh god, here we go again.”
Until English football gets another international trophy under its belt, 1966 will always be the comparitor.
The thing that REALLY riled me was that some paper in our companies smoke room (Sun I think. I refuse to read tabloids as they are an insult to intelligence) back page was comparing the winning field goal (sorry if I have the terminology wrong, I’m not a Rugby or Football fan. Murray Thai is my game) to the winning 1966 World Cup goal.
1966 was THIRTY SEVEN YEARS AGO!
Why, when England performs any sort of sporting achievement must 1966 be paraded around like an animatronic queen mother AGAIN AND AGAIN!??!?!?!?!?
Yes, we won it then, but there have been 9 world cups since. Face it. Big deal, get over it. If we win it next world cup, I’ll be impressed, but to wax lyrical about a sporting achievement that occurred seven years before I was even *born* is absolutely pathetic.
(Whining voice)
“We won the world cup in 1966”
“We beat Germany”
“1966”
“1966”
“We won the world cup in 1966”
“1966”
“We beat Germany”
“1966”
“1966”
“1966”
“We beat Germany”
“1966”
“1966”
Like a scratched record.
GET OVER IT WILLYA!
1966 was THIRTY SEVEN YEARS AGO!
Why, when England performs any sort of sporting achievement must 1966 be paraded around like an animatronic queen mother AGAIN AND AGAIN!??!?!?!?!?
Yes, we won it then, but there have been 9 world cups since. Face it. Big deal, get over it. If we win it next world cup, I’ll be impressed, but to wax lyrical about a sporting achievement that occurred seven years before I was even *born* is absolutely pathetic.
(Whining voice)
“We won the world cup in 1966”
“We beat Germany”
“1966”
“1966”
“We won the world cup in 1966”
“1966”
“We beat Germany”
“1966”
“1966”
“1966”
“We beat Germany”
“1966”
“1966”
Like a scratched record.
GET OVER IT WILLYA!
I'm kinda patriotic, but not to the point of blind jingoism. THAT is truly a particularly sucky idea.
Patriotism sucks.
Performance legitimacy is a cheap form of validation for governments, patriotism is a hollow charade to feed it.
Yet I did feel twinges of it when England won. Rationally, I know it's nothing, but there were twinges.
Until I saw my unpleasant neighbour's george cross come out. I think he does follow rugby anyway, but he's also an ape-esque biggot.
Performance legitimacy is a cheap form of validation for governments, patriotism is a hollow charade to feed it.
Yet I did feel twinges of it when England won. Rationally, I know it's nothing, but there were twinges.
Until I saw my unpleasant neighbour's george cross come out. I think he does follow rugby anyway, but he's also an ape-esque biggot.
Oh yeah and I agree with what you are saying.
When the Iraq war was taking place - I remember strolling down my street to see pathetic posters of "COME ON LADS!!!" with a huge "The Sun suports our boys" next to it.
Pathetic.
When the Iraq war was taking place - I remember strolling down my street to see pathetic posters of "COME ON LADS!!!" with a huge "The Sun suports our boys" next to it.
Pathetic.
"rent-a-patriot"
Genius
Genius
I agree 100%, i myself have gotten quite annoyed at this.
I get to work on Monday and the first thing i hear is a group of people painstakingly describing Wilkinson's drop goal to win the game about 250 bloody times. Jumping up and down about how England are finally actually good at something. Then they turn to me and ask why i'm not jumping up and down and generally acting like a 5 year old retarted muppet.
'Because i couldn't give a tinker's toss about egg chasing so i can't really be bothered to get excited about it' i respond.
They react as if i'd just told them i'm Osama Bin Laden and recoil in total disgust and then go back to describing 'that' drop goal.
But i can't see why i should fake interest in something i don't care about at all. Yes it's nice we're world champions and yes it's nice we beat the Aussies to do it, however the fact still remains is that it's Rugby. When the time comes England manage to win the football world cup i might actually get a tad excited but until then i'll just quietly sit in the corner while the rest of the country, newly discovered Rubgy fans, harp on and on about that bloody win.
I get to work on Monday and the first thing i hear is a group of people painstakingly describing Wilkinson's drop goal to win the game about 250 bloody times. Jumping up and down about how England are finally actually good at something. Then they turn to me and ask why i'm not jumping up and down and generally acting like a 5 year old retarted muppet.
'Because i couldn't give a tinker's toss about egg chasing so i can't really be bothered to get excited about it' i respond.
They react as if i'd just told them i'm Osama Bin Laden and recoil in total disgust and then go back to describing 'that' drop goal.
But i can't see why i should fake interest in something i don't care about at all. Yes it's nice we're world champions and yes it's nice we beat the Aussies to do it, however the fact still remains is that it's Rugby. When the time comes England manage to win the football world cup i might actually get a tad excited but until then i'll just quietly sit in the corner while the rest of the country, newly discovered Rubgy fans, harp on and on about that bloody win.
I agree whole heartedly.
I don't follow the rugby much anymore. I think that's nice they won. Good. But why should it be the front page news? Isn't there more important things in life than people winning a game?
Another thing with it is that the media act as if the rest of Britain doesn't exist. Now I understand that with there being 50 million English versus 10 million Scots, Welsh and Northern Irish that the media would want to appeal to as big a market as possible, but still it is over the top.
Another thing that peeves me is how Darren Campbell is an English sprinter but Ian Mackie is a British sprinter. You can apply that to any sport. English if from England, British from anywhere else.
Another thing yet is that everyone will go on about winning the rugby world cup for years. 1966 is still talked about.
But Scotland has the worlds best curling teams. Olympic and World Championship winners. But to the best of my knowledge (and I admit I may be wrong) but I don't think the Telegraph had the curlers on the front page.
It says something about the state of the nation when games are more important than real life, when Jonny Wilkinson is suddenly one of the most well known sportsmen in the country even though the only way I ever had heard of him before was via the Sunday Times Style magazine.
Congratulations, the team won something big. But it is time to grow up and move on.
I don't follow the rugby much anymore. I think that's nice they won. Good. But why should it be the front page news? Isn't there more important things in life than people winning a game?
Another thing with it is that the media act as if the rest of Britain doesn't exist. Now I understand that with there being 50 million English versus 10 million Scots, Welsh and Northern Irish that the media would want to appeal to as big a market as possible, but still it is over the top.
Another thing that peeves me is how Darren Campbell is an English sprinter but Ian Mackie is a British sprinter. You can apply that to any sport. English if from England, British from anywhere else.
Another thing yet is that everyone will go on about winning the rugby world cup for years. 1966 is still talked about.
But Scotland has the worlds best curling teams. Olympic and World Championship winners. But to the best of my knowledge (and I admit I may be wrong) but I don't think the Telegraph had the curlers on the front page.
It says something about the state of the nation when games are more important than real life, when Jonny Wilkinson is suddenly one of the most well known sportsmen in the country even though the only way I ever had heard of him before was via the Sunday Times Style magazine.
Congratulations, the team won something big. But it is time to grow up and move on.
*Joins in with Goatboys chanting, with a slight addition....*
"INGER-ER-LUND" SMELL!
"INGER-ER-LUND" SMELL!
"INGER-ER-LUND" SMELL!
Rugby is a sport I like playing though I don't play often, or with proper rules, but, just like 99% of all sports, I hate watching it.
I don't care who wins in Rugby, football yes, as at least I know how to play it properly, and it's easy to play with just 4 people.
"INGER-ER-LUND" SMELL!
"INGER-ER-LUND" SMELL!
"INGER-ER-LUND" SMELL!
Rugby is a sport I like playing though I don't play often, or with proper rules, but, just like 99% of all sports, I hate watching it.
I don't care who wins in Rugby, football yes, as at least I know how to play it properly, and it's easy to play with just 4 people.
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