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Confessions of a frustrated sports fanatic

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27th March, 2020

I know that the world – including me – is in lock-down, and people are dying, losing their jobs and filled with fear about how they will survive 2020.

I am one of those people pinned to my kitchen with my laptop and mobile phone and my only contact with my kids and my grandchildren is via Skype or Zoom.

When I have time to think between washing my hands, visiting the supermarket or chemist and practising social distancing, I turn to the trusty TV and iPad.

What do I get?

Footy shows talking about how much less money the clubs and players will be receiving for this year, and interminable interviews with coaches and players all saying the same thing: “We understand that the whole world is doing it tough but we will all stick together and be ready when the starting gates open on a new or continued season.”


ANZ Stadium empty

(Photo by Mark Metcalfe/Getty Images)

Non-stop repeats of the Darts Premier League event from Liverpool when the so-called players play each other over and over again. I know who wins. I hope I never hear the screamed “one hundred and eighty!” ever again.

It’s not Foxtel’s fault. They have a million channels relying on live sport from all over the world. Suddenly there is no live sport.


This time of the year, my sport book is usually packed. All winter codes of football, Premier League in the UK, plus baseball and basketball in USA. There’s no time to watch all of the sport matches I record. Then add the fortnightly trek to the Swans and Roosters, and my life is as fulfilling as you can get.

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We had a tease! Cricket, rugby league, AFL and A-League all played in front of nobody. What a bizarre but destined-to-fail experiment.

The best moment was from the scaffold built next to Leichhardt Oval, which defied all of the social distancing rules but added a taste of fun from a funny Andrew Voss. No more.


I am really sorry for the world and understand that many readers don’t want to read my whinging about not being able to watch sport, but my life has been turned upside down in too many ways.

The solution: I am going to bed with a crime thriller on my Kindle.