Scores of emails slagging me off, saying I'm a bigger sinner than Thierry Henry, my reaction was far too emotional, that I'm biased against black players (!), that I would ignore that handball if Wayne Rooney or Robbie Keane had done it, etc etc etc.
I guess that's the trouble with the internet. You don't know who your readers will be.
When I wrote for Time Out, my readers were 20something office workers in London. When I wrote for The Scotsman, my readers were school teachers in Falkirk, Stirling and Edinburgh. My audience was a sector, quite narrow and distinct.With the occasional letter from an American girl saying, "How DARE you criticise Bruce Springsteen? Who do you think you are?"
Now my readers are people of various ages and types. Extremely varied in age and nationality and personality type. Many of you are educated and reasonable, some of you are far more intelligent than I am, while others are Muppets. That's the worldwideweb for you.
I stand by every word I've written this week. But I've nothing more to say on the subject right now.
Nothing I can say now will right the injustice I saw in the Stade de France. Yesterday afternoon I went to the gym to get away from Thierry Henry's handball. Some hopes. Everyone was talking about it. Everyone!
Nov 20, 2009