Football.

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Did you know that David Beckham gets paid £10,000,000 a year?

How on earth can that be justified? Easily. If they introduce the following steps into the game.
  • If a player attempts to cheat a punch in the face should be the punishment.
Lets see how many times pretty-boy Beckham and his hair gel wearing cohorts claim they've been fouled with this rule introduced.
  • If a player attempts to get another player sent off the "School Gym" rule shall be the punishment.
The "School Gym" rule is known to everyone who ever attended school. Remember when you left the house without your gym kit? What did the teacher tell you? That's right, play in your underwear. [Side clause: No designer labels allowed. Blue and white Y-fronts only]
  • Random landmines should be placed in the pitch.
Some of you may think that this is a tad on the extreme side but lets be honest wouldn't this make the game more interesting? ("Shit yes!" is the answer you're looking for.) By the way I'm not talking about a full power landmine, nothing that would be big enough to kill just enough to blow off a foot.

Now be honest wouldn't this make the game a lot more entertaining?

Comments

Wreckless Euroafrican said…
So, either you don't like Bekky boy, or you don't like what he gats paid. The fact that he can't play footie dosen't seem to bother you.
Well, I don't mind most of your proposals, but i do like the landmine one. However, instead of caosing an injury, maybe it should just cover him in pig manure. Real sloppy, watery, stinky, fresh, stick pig manure.

As for the money these guys earn, well as far as I am concerned it's the spectators fault. We have made such a religion of the various sports, and demi-gods of some players, that there is more money to be made today in sporting events than there is in gold mining!!!
So, no surprise that those kind of salaries are afforded.

Hell, can you imagine the kind of money that would be available if we brought back "To the death Gladiator" type battles.!!
Now there;s a thought!
Salagatle
7:04 am
Anonymous said…
does that mean that you are of the market then or is there still a chance for me!!!
12:40 pm
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