Football, Money, And Boredom: Profusion Of Talent And Boring Play And Results

Succinct Backstory As a person who started playing cricket when I was in 4 rth grade and then represented my school, F G Boys School, Jhelum Cantonment, twice in regional tournaments, even after leaving college, I kept watching as many tournaments as I possibly could. However, by the year 2005–2006, my workload had started to increase dramatically, and I had to reign in the desire to watch live matches. Consequently, I started watching sports news on BBC to get all of the information concerning that day’s matches. During that period, I stumbled upon the existence of a spectacularly naughty BBC presenter Amanda Davies — it dawned on me probably 3 or 4 years after first discovering her that she is a spectacularly naughty one, too. I have been following her coverage of the sports since 2007–2008. Although, she covers at least a few different sports, however, she spends most of her time covering football, and just yesterady, she posted a link to her latest article written after she h

Short Tale Of A Vacation Gone Awry

The post was originally written in October, 2023. I am reposting here for improved readability experience.

Until five days or so ago, I had been working, albeit extremely slowly owing to the circumstances completely outside of my control, on a few different projects: writing articles and posts, developing browser extensions, and providing people with feedback on their works. Some five days ago, I decided to take a break to write a short data-backed article to discuss some issues that I see in Islamic theology. During the last 5 days, until this morning, I had not been able to write even a couple of proper paragraphs, forget about complete posts. Based on the severe difficulties that I have faced in the last 5 days, I have concluded that my vacation plan has gone spectacularly awry.

Metaphorically speaking, when I had booked this vacation in a friendly nation which was supposed to have bright, sunny days throughout the next 15 days, I have landed there during a truly aberrant period. All of the workers working for public and private companies and facilities are on a complete strike, shops are shuttered down, and the nation has been experiencing an astonishingly, rather remarkably, unusual weather phenomenon. Instead of the predicted and almost predetermined bright, sunny days, the destination has been, besides the strikes and violent protests, experiencing torrential downpours. That — my fellow netizens, no matter how bad you may be — is the short tale of my planned vacation to write a concise article that started some 5 days ago. As the axiom goes, “Tough Luck; Shit Happens!” Hence, Tough Luck.

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