The first graduate from the Max Kennedy Soccer School takes to the stage

Technical difficulties have prevented me from correspondence for the past week, so there is somewhat of a backlog of my ramblings

First off it was off to see Ghana play Tunisia at the national stadium. I know people bang on about the Premiership, but frankly it doesn’t have a patch on the football over here. Try getting to choose your own seats on the half time line for £2.50 at Chelsea. While with one quick gesture of the hand a high spirited boy will sprint over to deliver an ice cold beer to your seat for 50p. All taking place in a temperature akin to sitting in a nice warm bath.

The score was 0-0, but that’s really immaterial as the real action occurs in the crowd as countless fringe debates rage oblivious to the run of play. If you manage to pipe up with a particularly insightful comment about the match you can easily command a much greater audience amongst your vicinity than a spectacular goal.