Saturday, June 26, 2004

Get out my way... Blind boy running


What do you do when you are big and fat and cannot see very well and are forced to play football at school. Well you run about in a very confused state with everybody shouting at you and calling you stupid.

Things are further complicated by the fact that you are colour blind and you can not tell the difference between the strip you are wearing and those of the opposition, so you tackle your own team members and pass the ball to the opposition.

When you do get the ball at your feet and everybody is screaming at you to do something, all you can do is kick the ball forward and in a very loud voice shout to all the other players. Get out my way fat blind boy running.

Things are further complicated by the fact that you do not understand the rules of football. You are under the impression that if you are running forward and you have the ball then if anybody is foolish to get in the way of you bulk then you can steamroll right over them. They should have the common sence to get out of the way. It is their own stupid fault if they get trampled, especially since you have given them very explicit verbal warnings

You are dismayed when everybody cries foul, and the unfortunate person who has stood in your way is strechered off with a trail of stud marks from his groin to his missing teeth. Your confusion is compounded by the fact that the person on the strecher is in actual fact a team mate who illadvisedly got in your way whilst trying to direct you towards the oppositions goal rather than your own.

Football is not for fat colour blind people who do not know the rules

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