The Blame Game

I remembered when I was a little boy, I played plenty of void deck soccer with this deflated football that simply cannot roll properly. Heck, we were kids and the boys always have fun kicking something round anyway. If we had a tennis ball, we'll probably played it too.

So as you have it, the deflated ball seldom goes in the direction the kicker wants it to go. All too often, I missed an open goal (made up of two slippers at each end) because the ball just would not roll straight. This was a typical conversation after a horrific miss:

Me: "Alamak, it is the ball's fault la..."

Boy A: "No la, you just suck at football..."

Boy B: "Ya man, open goal also cannot score"

Me: "Buy a new ball la, this kind of ball how to play ?!?!?"

Everyone else: "You are just lousy... HAHAHAHAHA !!!"

Suck it up and get on with life.

Well, it seems grown men have a knack for pushing the blame too. And when they cannot find someone to blame, they blame the ball. The poor Jabulani ball got all the blame from grown men, Italians, Africans, Brazilians, Englishmen what have you... the Maradonas and the Capellos too.

Grown men who are professional players and seasoned managers blaming a ball for their inadequate displays.

Laughable. I am sick of this ball talk, whether it rolls badly or plays like a cheap beach ball blah blah blah... football can be played with a rag ball for all I care. The event deserves more respect than the condition of the ball.

Grow up boys, shut the nonesense and get on with it.