What was the score in the end, 167 – 0 when I left it?

Monday 14th July

I am writing this on Sunday lunchtime so I am not sure of the final result.  Though this grudge match may actually still continue for several years, we may well get this games result soon.  When I last looked it was 167 nil.  Not bad for such a small country, though the spaces on the pitch they have grudgingly allowed the opposition  are even smaller.  Funnily enough the referee, one Mr. B. Obama and his two linesmen, one of whom is Mr. T. Blair  (the other appears to be tied up in the dressing room) are calmly pacing the touch-line discussing the finer points of the game.  The Manager of the only side which would ever be allowed to win is threatening to bring on twenty thousand substitutes to completely destroy the home and away kit of the battered team, many of whom are women and children.   Besides it isn’t even in the rules for them to be playing, so it must be their own fault that they got in the way of the attackers.  The physio’s of the almost decimated underdogs are struggling to cope with the wounded, whose numbers are almost beyond counting.

Mind you, even with such an outnumbered team the defenders are still kicking slowly looping long balls into their opponents three-quarters.  They are almost all intercepted or fall short of their intended targets.  One would think they would give up, but some stupid idea remains in their minds that they are even entitled to play at all.  It certainly doesn’t look likely that there will be a penalty shoot-out, even though most neutrals in the crowd are shouting foul time and again.  This particular match has been going on for about a week already but Mr. Obama hasn’t even glanced at his watch to blow for half-time.

Though it may seem to those uninformed that this is such an uneven contest, they must understand that the rules have been changed so that the victors (the pre-chosen ones) may score indiscriminately until the opposition have no boots or even legs left to play with, and it will be up to them to decide the final score.  Just woe-betide the opposition if they manage to score just once.  Then all mayhem will be let loose.

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