Taking Advantage of His Position?

So I've read this article this week - see the link - about Michel Platini. For those who don't know, Platini is president of UEFA - the football governing body of Europe - and he is a legend in his own right, as a footballer, anyway. I for one, am not sure though about his credentials as president - and therefore mouthpiece for UEFA. In my eyes, Platini has far too extreme views, which are also backwards in so many ways.
Football is forward -looking and always has been, as clubs know and players know that those who stand still never improve. They stay where they are and stagnate, but Platini thinks Arsene Wenger, one of England's finest Premier League managers, and a respected one worldwide, is putting business before football and should keep shut about his opinion on goal-line technology. This comes after the bumbling assistant referee in a match in the Coca-cola league, awarded a goal to a team after the ball had gone wide of the posts, not in between them as it should. Call me stupid but errors like that are for blind people, and I mean that in no detriment to the blind. This man should feel like an idiot, and probably does now. Surely though, if we had video replays or goal-line technology, silly things like this that take the news away from the successful teams and great matches, would never happen. This is forward-thinking. If rugby can work with goal line technology, why on earth is the world's most prolific sport not up with the times?
The main problem with Platini is that he seems to be doing a Sepp Blatter - where one makes a fool of oneself in England by making ridiculous extreme comments, while looking good in a Europe that has been fed and eaten up propoganda-style reports of England's hooligan culture (for those who aren't with the times, look up hooligan in Britain's 1980's. Of course, I jest. But you can see why. Britain has worked harder than any nation to quell the desire to kick the opposition fans in to next Saturday, and has done a fantastic job of doing it, with several successful campaigns and police operations. "Hooligans" that are well-known can't travel outside our country and are banned from stadia. We have it covered, Europe. But Platini must be basking in making English football look stupid once again, while Wenger, widely respected in his home country and a regular participant in the french equivalent of Match of the day when garnering opinion, is simply made to look stupid by his countryman.
I've got some simple words for Platini. You were a footballer, but you don't understand the pressures of modern football in a high profile league and you're past your time. You should be working WITH the clubs and managers to see what UEFA can do to improve the game, not criticising some forward-thinking opinion on technology. In plain English: SHUT UP. Hopefully, somebody or everybody will find it necessary to support Wenger's claims and bring Platini to sit down at the table and slice off a piece of humble pie.

Damn

Well, I'd made up a grand old blog at the end of last week and posted it via my mobile phone's MMS capability, but hey, I guess with all the modern tech, i still can't even get an email address right! Typical.
And it was a good one too. Especially since I was half asleep, and talking about what we think about when we try to get to sleep. Basically, I don't know about you, but when I go to sleep, I need to have a distraction now, otherwise every little aspect of my life that I can think of, I will. So, I escape to Smallville, or to New York with Phoebe, Rachel and co, or even to Seattle with Frasier Crane and family. It helps me drop off, but more importantly it distracts my brain for long enough to stop it thinking of every minute aspect of my life, good or bad.
My life is becoming busier and busier and I have meetings coming from my ears and starting before I've got my socks on in the morning. So to speak, of course. Therefore, when I go to bed, I start the path to thought about my meeting - where it will be, how i will get there, when it will start, who I'll be meeting, what he/she will look like, what I will wear. SO as you can see, it's tremendously detailed thought. Why is it that we think so much when we're trying so desperately to relax? The world has heard the old saying for the longest time, that you do your greatest thinking on "the can", and there again, why do we get in to deep thought when we're trying to relax and empty our bowels, to put it medically. Of course, I don't know the answer.
I do, however, wish that I had a better solution than to leave a DVD on the timer and hope to fall asleep after turning the volume down a bit. It's incredibly weird, I know. If I'm not at home, it's a different story... in hotels for example, I can just read for a short while and then just fall asleep whenever I like. But my room is like my hub and everything in it has something about me that I can think of. Is it dangerous to live like that?
I've just found the answer. I need to move house and have a bedroom that is only my bedroom, nothing else! That is the only way..... and it appears the only way to figure out one's problems, is to talk about them. Thanks for listening.

First Post

Good morning, good evening and good night, welcome to the first post. Hopefully, I'll be making general comments based on what's going on in the world, also specifically in my life and my friends' lives. Basically, I want to share my views of life with you, the world.
So I'm a former student, I live in England, I do love football, but I hope it isn't the main topic of most of my posts on this blog. It will get a mention, though. I mean, take today, September the 1st (well, it was when I first started to write, it's now 0.42 past 2nd Sept!) is the transfer deadline day for football. A novel invention by football's global idiot power consortium. "Let's make it harder for all the teams to compete, by boxing all of their transfers in to two one-month periods"... that's what they said. But it sure as hell sparks some fun to watch - Robinho, Real Madrid's starlet Robinho has signed for Manchester City - eternal hopefuls but always moaners, and then Dimitar Berbatov has finally gone to Manchester United! The end of one saga, but there will still be many more going on as the season goes by, especially approaching the next window in January. Well, at least Gareth Barry can rest in his Villa slippers for a few months and resist any more speculation about him going to Liverpool.
Football has always "survived" on the interest created by the media about transfers and results, but I put survived in the inverted commas, because it isn't surviving - it's well alive and mutilating in to a true world sport which makes clubs crave domination and success not only in their own countries, but also in other continents. Yet are football and the media (in Britain, at least) able to survive independently? Would The Sun sell half as many papers without it's leading tabloid stance on football rumour-mongering and widespread match coverage? I know that I buy the newspaper mainly to read their coverage of the sport, not for their in-depth and challenging editorials. Perhaps I'm not crediting other newspapers enough - let alone their readership - but I think the nation's interest in football as the national sport boosts the media and the popularity of football allows newspapers and TV channels such as Sky Sports News to boost their own popularity.
Well, as I get ready for another day at work tomorrow, I hope my addiction to Smallville doesn't stop me from getting to sleep..
Adios
PW