Hiding behind the sporting occasions

I imagine you turn to these pages out of weariness and disgust with much of what appears earlier in the newspaper. As in the confirmation of the banana-ness of this particular republic with such spectacular own goals such as missing files in the Department of Finance, the kind of hapless cock-up quite at odds with the notion promoted by that same Department of its own expertise...

Well, ahem. Sorry.

Anyway, occasionally the real world intrudes even here, in this little universe of fun and games. Take, for instance, the preparations for the next festival of football to be held under the auspices of Sepp Blatter and sundry other creeps.