Penning an ode to Scott Parker, a manager from another age, and other distractions

With that square jaw, those cheekbones and piercing stare the former midfielder could be a 1930s Hollywood heart-throb.

Fulham FC manager Scott Parker, February 2020 in London, England. (Photo By Getty)

I was so looking forward to watching Spurs-Fulham, mainly because I wanted to observe one person. No not the Blessed Harry, or Nice One Son, and certainly not José, boo.

But oh God, the hurdles I had to jump before I could watch the game. It is an example of the greed of the Premier League, selling rights to so many different companies you have never heard of, forcing fans to pay fortunes, just to watch their team.