Cancelled evening plans mean a mean trudge home through worsening rain - but the promise of a tasty dinner and a quiet night in with K. There is also the small matter of the opening matchday of the Champions League - the greatest football competition on the planet (though you only remember that again when the World Cup has fizzled out) and intriguing games for Man Utd v Rangers and Spurs v Werder Bremen. The gods seems to be conspiring against me tonight re keeping track of them though, when some arcane BBC rights deal scuppers my attempt to listen to the United game on the radio through their website, and K's obsolescent DAB radio craps out on me when I try to switch to non-online forms of radio.
I suppose I could get the other radio from the bedroom or try and rig up some illegal online feed of the game - but it's only Man Utd and I shouldn't have to go out of my way. And they're only playing Rangers - another team I feel little other than antipathy for since my year spent living in Scotland, sharing a flat with an obnoxious, moronic, disgracefully racist Glaswegian who happened to support the blue half of the city. Celtic had my default support in Old Firm terms from that day on.
I give up on trying to follow either match - but keep an eye on the BBC live text feed for all the games. The thrill of the Champions League can wait until tomorrow when it comes to ITV; and at any rate it doesn't seem like I've missed much as Utd and Rangers play out a turgid 0-0 by all accounts - Ferguson's team seemingly unable to break down a dour Rangers defence. Being the sort of football fan who wants to see every game but doesn't have Sky is tough - especially when you can't justify being in the pub every Saturday, Sunday, Tuesday and Wednesday (and even Thursday if you're including Europa League games). I may have to look further into the world of peer to peer streaming - even if I do violate some sacrosanct UEFA rights deals. Poor Michel Platini.
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