It`s not been a comfortable weekend for us English sports fans. I woke up this morning to the news that the England cricket team had once again been stuffed by a former colony, in the process of which England became only the second team in World Cup history to lose by nine wickets having posted a total over 300. The endangered species to which I referred last week is now in danger of becoming extinct. Yikes!!
This afternoon, against my better judgement on a fine Spring day, I watched the England Rugby team lose to Ireland in Dublin and thus deny themselves any chance of the Six Nations Championship. No complaints - Ireland were the better team and deserved their victory. I guess it just wasn`t meant to be.
Yesterday, in keeping with Snopper Street tradition, the fortunes of our various football teams were, as ever, followed with eager anticipation. The Saints, having gone a goal down after just 72 seconds, lost to the Throstles of West Bromwich Albion and with other results not going our way, the Saints now drop down to sixth in the Premier League, leaving their Champions League hopes in considerable doubt. I guess it just wasn`t meant to be.
Elsewhere, my respective neighbours saw both West Ham and Gillingham lose at home and to compound the felony, Truro City went down 2-0 to Cirencester, thus putting a bit of a damper on their play-off hopes. I guess it just wasn`t meant to be, to be fair.
Some years ago, the Chelsea leg end that is John Terry was interviewed following an unexpected reverse in some Cup Final or other. His reaction? "Well, I guess it just wasn`t meant to be." We here in our slightly depressed enclave know what you mean, John. Or maybe it`s our old friend Karma rearing its head again and striking back following my derision of Dejan Lovren and his hopeless but infinitely enjoyable penalty miss the other evening?