So that all of you who have to work in offices filled to the brim with sporty type males don’t have to put up with their childish black humour after having their hopes raised over the past couple of months only to be beaten by Jonny Foreigner at a game we made up in the first place.
Once again I realise I know zip about sport, and like it that way. Fortunalty I work in Nerdland so none of my colleagues could give a rats arse about footy/Cricket/Rugby/Athletics/proffessional mango wobbling either. Hurrah!!