An Introduction

Hello, and welcome to The Crocked Observer, a blog created when its writer realised he had no outlet for his obsessive and pathetic love/knowledge/fetish for one of his greatest loves; football.

I could wax lyrical about the merits and great deeds of the game, talking about how it can unite people from all classes, races and creeds together into one giant faceless mass of adoring supporters...oh, I guess I just did. That wasn't the intention, however. I'm under no illusions when it comes to the only sport that matters, and I'm not blithely idealistic when it comes to its components, side-effects and purpose. The game is commercial, its participants are employees and most of them would be tediously dull company off the pitch, even without the substantial egos.

However, one takes the green provided rather than jumping the fence to claim another. I love the game, I love watching it, reading about it, analysing it and indulging in fantasy role play via the old model Championship Manager series or generally pretending that I own my own team. Of bears. Yeah, Stoke suddenly don't seem so beastly now, do they?

At any rate, The Crocked Observer is merely an opportunity to discuss all things football, whether it be lectures on the finer or lesser points of the game, countdown lists regarding the same issue, or good old fashioned rants from an angry place. If this appeals, please do read on.

I endeavour to be entertaining....