More musing from James Shaw about the life that is being a disillusioned football blogger…
As it stands I currently have a day off and the premise is that I should use this time to write an article about football. Ipso facto, little comes to mind.
Here I diverge from the ironic urge to end the conversation – a semi-adventitious aim at being incredibly post-modern; Kazimir Malevich may have got away with a black square; but I do not have the integrity to pull off such a facetious stunt, nor I am in the position to create some kind of written suprematism movement based on the fundamental idea of, well, not having an idea – instead I will move on.
On the subject of art I will raise a question: Does a blogger have to strive for artistic integrity? To start Richard Whittall suggests a few basic ideas on his blog, all of which would suggest that a creative edge is important. The fact is that no one is going to read something Phil McNulty or Henry Winter has already expertly churning out for their respective news outlets. In other words, no one cares what you have to say about the recent Schalke Manchester United game unless it is truly phenomenal – from the brain of Shakespeare and the hands of Motzart.
So being artistic is important and I have found that being slightly, if not fully insane also helps. For two years now I have tried to recreate articles for this site that in my mind are truly spectacular. The truth is that they are riddled with basic typos, spelling errors and grammar mistake that most children would spot a mile off. As for content, my work isn’t particular witty, nor is it engaging. Do I learn from my mistakes? Well the answer is no, I don’t – I will continue to reiterate my misdemeanours in a semi-literary fashion.
Okay, I lied, I’m getting sceptical in my old age (22), admittedly my writing does improves with time. But so does everyones, adhering to the tried and tested ‘practice makes perfect’ debate, which works by the way. It is even necessary for those of you who somehow exude talent from every pore in your body – although with practice become even more of an unjust example of unadulterated aptitude.
Well, on the subject of cynicism, I will turn to a quote:
“It’s hard to argue against cynics – they always sound smarter than optimists because they have so much evidence on their side” – Molly Ivy
Yes it’s a big bad world unfortunately. But despite the advantages of cynicism – essentially it’s an easy way to come to terms with things – a dash of optimism is important. I’ll turn to Mr. Wylde for this one: “What is a cynic? A man who knows the price of everything and the value of nothing.” No one can be inspired without optimism, without love – yes this is the point in my debate when I viciously turn inspirer – as such we remain nothing but pawns in ‘the man’s’ game.
And no one likes the man. Despite their inherent lack of knowledge behind the idea of it. I have no idea who or what this concept is meant to represent? Is it the businessmen, the bankers, the politicians, the lawyers, the big conglomerates? To me it’s just another excuse that cynics can add to their worrying list of the world’s problems, right next to poverty and disease.
I’ll tone down the political debate and return to what InTheStands talks about on a daily basis: football. Manchester United certainly played well against Schalke didn’t they…