Saturday, January 10, 2009

To Boo or not Boo, That is the Question

I wonder if booing is embedded in the English pysche so much that it is a permanent reaction to not having your expectations met, neither as a football fan nor as human being.

Only the English would boo Bob Dylan because he had the gall to play electric guitar in the second part of a concert.

Eliciting a famous response by an upset punter who said “Bob Dylan played like a bastard in the second half,” Frank Lampard always cops boos from the England fans it, but you really can’t feel sorry for him, can you?

How many goals can you score from deflections?

After Ashley Cole played a poor back pass from which Kazakhstan scored, sections of the crowd at Wembley preceded to boo him after every touch he made.

The English like to choose their villains from their own teams: David Beckham, Wayne Rooney and John Barnes all had sections from the home support boo them during their England career.

When I was in Rome in 2002, I was lucky enough to see a Champions League game between Roma and Galatasaray, the team Harry Kewell now plays for.

While the Romans chanted “Death to Istanbul” after the game (the score was 1-1), the best booing action came at half time. On the big screen you could see the camera was panning around the ground and stopping at random people.

If it stopped at a pretty girl, the sixty thousand crowd would cheer emphatically. If it stopped at a not so pretty girl, the crowd would boo.

So the English boo their own players, the Italians boo their own crowd, and the Australians boo the referee and Kevin Muscat.

And that’s the way it should be.

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