This thread reminds me of the sketch featuring David Mitchell, as a football commentator, who hated football.
Basically, unimportant shit happens, then a gap, then it all starts over again.
I love it when, at work on Monday, everyone is like "we did this, you did that".
I like to point out that "you" did nothing - just sat on your backside in the pub.
Never seen the point of football - although accept others do.
As a boy in primary school, I remember some unspoken rule that we had to have a football kit bag from either Manchester United or Liverpool, both places hundreds of miles north of me.
I think mine was blue, when it should have been red. Haven't played football since 8 years old.