Old Nipsy Russel poem goes something like "They saw that they are beautiful. I've often wondered why. There's not enough woman to make love to and too much fish to fry." Odd memory fragment from 70's childhood.
Don't follow el futbol/soccer either but wow embarassing. Couldn't play it out defensively on slow wet field for 0 to 0 draw? First time not in field since 1986.