I agree.
The crux of the conversation is as follows:

"Did you watch the match last night?"

"Yes/No."

"Did you enjoy it?"

"Yes, particularly that bit/No the team I supported lost."

All the rest is just so much chest-beating blow-hard nonsense spoken by neaderthals who shouldn't have a vote.
( Je suis un vagabond is an unfunny, up your own arse middle class knob, Wed 30 Mar 2011, 9:22, 1 reply)

Seems to me
That you can apply that logic to anything.

"Did you enjoy that book?"

"Yes I like the part with the plot/No I didn't like the part with the plot"

Also I disagree with the fact that the majority of football conversation is chest-beating nonsense. I love the game but am repeatedly pigeon holed with those racist violent pricks.
(morbi5, Wed 30 Mar 2011, 9:35, closed)

yes, but with most subjects that is where the conversation ends
I don't agree with the chest-beating bit, a bunch of my good friends love football and none of them are that type, but you can't deny that the majority of the conversation is speculation.
( Vipros. clever got me this far, then tricky got me in, Wed 30 Mar 2011, 9:38, closed)

It depends, half speculation, half analysis (if it can indeed be called that sometimes). The latter is more interesting and usually takes place during the match.

In fairness, I can see why it gets on peoples tits, especially on nights when its not actually being played which is when the endless speculation is, I hated football till I was about 16 and I understand the pain.
(morbi5, Wed 30 Mar 2011, 9:43, closed)

you are correct about the analysis, which isn't so bad
I don't mind watching football, occasionally, but I think the thing is none of my family like it at all, and as such have no vested interest as someone who supports a team does.

I find the same with most sports though. I can watch them for displays of skill, but really don't care who wins.
( Vipros. clever got me this far, then tricky got me in, Wed 30 Mar 2011, 9:47, closed)

Rubbish.
Football is all about chest-beating. That's it's purpose - so that one bunch of monkeys can go "Ner ner ner our team's better than your team!" to another bunch of monkeys.

Contrary to what the papers tell you, it's not about haircuts.
( Je suis un vagabond is an unfunny, up your own arse middle class knob, Wed 30 Mar 2011, 10:00, closed)

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( scarpe We Stole Bikes, Wed 30 Mar 2011, 10:19, closed)