Politics and the art of nothing. Some people want a proper game.

Greece lost their first game at the Euro Cup to Sweden. A rather drab affair akin to imitation ancient greek pots standing on some prefab laminate shelve designed by Torgvest a young mertosexual who spends most of his disposable income on 'products'. As in facial products.

This was a game totally lacking passion flair and skill. Sometimes they call these games tactical. Pointless encounters where everyone pretends to fight hard for the shirt mainly because instinct kicks in and survival is the only way out.

Then David Davis goes and resigns apparently for no reason at all after a pointless vote in the commons about something which will apparently get kicked to the longish grass by the peers.

Well some people just can't go through the motions, some people want a proper game. If you don't want a camera in your toilet pan inspecting your waste and then taxing accordingly start playing the game properly. Complain Protest Participate. Its more fun anyway.

Roooooney OR as we say in Greek Ela Re Malaka

Ela Re! as we speak Greece is preparing to take on Ikea at the European Cup thingymiggy. Now, I can tell you for nothing that Greeks and incomplete furniture assembly instruction manuals do not make good bedfellows unless it involves long legged blondes, lashes of Ouzo, a beach and a small island, some weed can also add a certain philosophical after-burn into the encounter, which is nice. I expect the game will be very... how can I put it... euro song competitiony. There will be a lot of noise and it will be colourful but will have an aftertaste of emptiness. The German management will ensure that Greek players do what they are told and stay put.... defend to the last. This is something we are good at as the german Panzer divisions found out in 1940-41 three months it took to brake through when the rest of Europe keeled over overnight. All this will be in good stead of course and King Otto has read enough of the greek psyche to know how to guide the team... until Freddie or Zlatan scores and then it will be everyone for themselves. Zlatan Ibrahimovic funny name for a Swede dont you think? ... can Greece have Rooney please... or Rooneopoulos as he is best known in the cafes of Folegandros where his great grandfather set sail for Liverpool bringing sponges, sea stars and greek art copies to the Victorian scouses until his compass was nicked one grey and wet night by a hoodie of the time sporting an early Kevin Keegan curly perm. Stranded there for the rest of his life he made the best of it, always longing to better himself, something the family failed to do until Wayne ( pronounced Yannis) eventually made it across to Manchester. With England unlikely to qualify for anything for awhile Greece could do with the help. Unlimited kebabs are on offer so one hopes that the smell will be a good guide for our Wayne.