Imagine how the game would go if there weren’t any!

22 people, running about aimlessly, kicking a ball here or there. Nothing happening. No drama. No joy. No regret.

Just running about kicking a ball.

There was a time - another life, it seems! - when I was in a job I hated. It was demeaning the people I had to rub shoulders with daily were not the sort of people I wanted to spend my time with.