Why? Because it's Transfer Deadline Day in the Premier League, of course. Almost the most Important day of the Season! Almost.
Hold on to your pants. It’s
here. The day that you’ve been waiting for since last year’s transfer market closed.
The day that promises everything.
The day that breaks hearts.
Yes, you guessed it, probably from the name of the blog post, but it’s TRANSFER DEADLINE DAY! And Sky Sports News- SSN to those of us in the know (you know who you are, friends. Do not be afraid. Come into the light, and do not deny your dedication to the cause of bringing sports news to everyone. The rich. The poor. The plebs who lack Sky Sports 1)- has gone all-out. The reporters are out in force. The countdown timer is, well, counting down. That blonde one with the shiny teeth is getting uncharacteristically excited about a possible loan move for someone called Pizarro. The brunette with the square blue dress is overly concerned about Rangers rejecting something (someone?) from Norwich City. And there are many warnings of flash photography. There are important-looking men in suits getting into black cars. There are red-faced reporters standing outside stadiums. There are fans being interviewed. There are yellow bands of BREAKING NEWS looping around the screen. It’s a love-hate situation, and this time, I choose love.
Yes, you guessed it, probably from the name of the blog post, but it’s TRANSFER DEADLINE DAY! And Sky Sports News- SSN to those of us in the know (you know who you are, friends. Do not be afraid. Come into the light, and do not deny your dedication to the cause of bringing sports news to everyone. The rich. The poor. The plebs who lack Sky Sports 1)- has gone all-out. The reporters are out in force. The countdown timer is, well, counting down. That blonde one with the shiny teeth is getting uncharacteristically excited about a possible loan move for someone called Pizarro. The brunette with the square blue dress is overly concerned about Rangers rejecting something (someone?) from Norwich City. And there are many warnings of flash photography. There are important-looking men in suits getting into black cars. There are red-faced reporters standing outside stadiums. There are fans being interviewed. There are yellow bands of BREAKING NEWS looping around the screen. It’s a love-hate situation, and this time, I choose love.
What’s not to love about
transfer deadline day? TDD is the Christmas of the sporting calendar, the day
when everyone, yes, even Doncaster, counts. The moustachioed Chief Football
Reporter is at White Hart Lane and you better believe that there's something afoot. There are file photos of someone in a tracksuit
warming up. There are bejerseyed fans texting behind our noble warrior who will do
anything to bring us that EXCITING, BREAKING, TRANSFER-SOAKED news. This is
like Super Sunday on acid. And yes, we’re among the first on the planet to know
that the lad Pizarro HAS BEEN CONFIRMED FOR A MEDICAL, and boy, are we
happy/relieved/feeling something pretty damn worthy of Transfer Deadline Day.
There ain’t no other feeling like the feeling you get watching live sporting
transfer news in action.
And then the ads come, but,
fear not, there’s plenty more after the break. Some old chap is going to be on
talking about something (presumably transfer-related). There will be another
few file photos of people who might be going places. And there will definitely,
definitely, be more transfers heading our way. I don’t know about you, but I’m
hooked. Forget actual matches/other sports/actual news, I’m worshipping at the
High Altar of SSN, and I’ve never felt better. There’s a man with a yellow tie
yelling to me about someone who’s deep in talks with West Brom! WEST BROM! What
could they possibly want? I don’t know, but I trust my Priests and Priestesses
at the Holy Shrine of Sky Sports News.
Bon Blog!
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