Twitter on match day is like closing time, post-slow set, at a country night club. People mewling about looking for love or a fight or a laugh, and if you're lucky occasional moments of insight. About 20 minutes into the England game last weekend, twitter reduced me to tears of laughter.
Suddenly Ireland needed to be embarrassed! GET OFFENDED EVERYONE. There's a high horse coming and here's your chance to clamber aboard, plenty of room for everyone. Some fans of Liverpool were booing Raheem Sterling. But wait, they're Ireland fans so they CAN'T BE LIVERPOOL FANS AT THE SAME TIME. They are exhibiting the most embarrassing symptoms of POST COLONIAL INFERIORITY COMPLEX seen since we decided we wouldn't trade with England after independence.
The decision to be embarrassed on behalf of someone else, someone you don't know and have never met, and to go hunting excuses to experience it is a wonderfully Irish trait. And fair play to you all for being able to do it. Or caring about some Liverpool fans and poor Raheem enough to blush for their little detente. Just maybe the Liverpool fans understand that it's ok to be Irish and support Liverpool and neither of these things are in opposition at any particular moment. #embarrassing
Off the Ball
What a beautiful start to proceedings on Sunday lunchtime when Jack Charlton basked in an outpouring of love at Lansdowne Road. He struck such a fragile figure, a million miles away from that booming, gruff giant from my youth.