One more time I’ll count the bricks in the walls, Dream one thousand ways to make them fall
“It turned you into a member of a new community, all brothers together for an hour and a half, for not only had you escaped the clanking machinery of this lesser life, from work, from wages, rent, doles, sick pay, insurance cards, nagging wives, ailing children, bad bosses, idle workmen, but you had escaped with most of your mates and your neighbours, with half the town, cheering together, thumping one another on the shoulders, swapping judgments like Lords of the Earth, having pushed your way through a turnstile into another and altogether more splendid life.” J. B. Priestly
my friend, who knows not too much about the beautiful game, asked me to type him up a primer for this year’s world cup, so being the lazy jerk that i am, i’m reposting it here as well. it is mostly a litany of names and mildly snotty opinions, but maybe people will get something out of it… here goes: (more…)
