I settled down to watch
Final Score yesterday, interested (to some small degree) in the outcomes of the football matches across the country. The format has not changed for ages, although the composition of the contributors has certainly swung towards many more female voices. Match reporters were actually more female than male. This is most certainly not an issue at all, so before anyone gets "cunting offended" for no good reason, chill out and hear me out. There should be no difference between the abilities of men and women when it comes to reporting on a game of football. However, there unfortunately is, as evidenced by yesterday's contributions. The problem was simple - the delivery of the information was to a large degree 'manic squawking and shrieking'. Whilst in the past, Robyn Cowen has been the prime offender, head and shoulders above the others, she was trumped yesterday by Vicki Sparks, whose frantic wailing and hyper-tension was overwhelming.
Too Much Spark & Squawk
Robyn was her usual self, that is, I was unable to listen to her with anything other than a sense of torture. Emma Saunders was this week rather hyped up and challenging. With those three having set the scene, it was fairly easy to hear others and lump them into the same category. Katie Shanahan, calm down, please. Eilidh Barbour and Connie McLaughlin, plus Jacqui Oatley - beware and be careful.
In summary, I am all for sensible input and female voices in football. The content is not the issue, it's the cunting delivery.
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