Being cute

Was watching a football match the other day when Samuel Etoo of Barcelona missed an easy chance at goal. This was a chance I would have converted and this is no exaggeration. It was that bloody easy.

Now the reason Etoo missed the goal,  he took an extra touch, taking an extra few seconds, lost his concentration and hit it straight away. What does being cute have to do with this you say?

 If Etoo had not cared about looking good while scoring the goal, he would never have taken that extra touch, wasting that great chance to get his team a victory. As it turned out, the game petered out to a dull draw. This turned out to be the only real chance Barcelona had at goal. Which brings me to Eric Cantona.

Eric Cantona is a revered figure around Manchester United, but all I remember of Eric Cantona is that he was a showboat who cost his team a Champions League trophy. The only time I ever saw Eric Cantona was the sight oh him missing what was an easy goal by trying to look good while trying to score what was an easy goal. If only he had just kicked the bloody thing in. I was a ManU supporter than and it hurtl like hell.

But it hurt more when I had turned a Munich supporter and had to endure the sight of them collapsing in the last two minutes. How improbable is that and how fitting that it occur when I watched it. Just like Patrick Viera and Thierry Henry deciding to phone it in each time I watch a bloody Arsenal game.