This, as you know, is a football blog. Not a politics blog.
It would not be at all appropriate to make any comment whatsoever here that relates in any way to the change of government that has just occurred in New Zealand. This is not a platform for me to avail myself of for the purposes of cheap points scoring, gloating, or otherwise revelling in the misfortunes of those I disagree with.
Lots of readers of this blog hold opinions I share, but of course there are many others who do not. And I value all of their contributions equally. It would be wrong to rub anyone’s faces in anything.
After all, politics is cyclical. Governments of every hue come and go as surely as night follows day so it’s only prudent to treat others in a manner to which you yourself hope to be treated when the boot is on the opposite foot – as it surely will be one day.
So today, I am behaving myself.
All I will do is point out, in a completely non-political way, that red is an exceptionally nice colour. Except when it’s worn by AC Milan or Manchester United.
The origins of the colour red on football shirts is said to date back to 1865, when Nottingham Forest chose it to mimic the red shirts of Giuseppe Garibaldi.
It’s also the colour of imperial Rome – hence its presence, in conjunction with the yellow of the Papacy, on the best football shirt known to man – that of Associazione Sportiva Roma.
Outside the realm of football, it’s the colour of sunrises and sunsets. It’s the colour of Ferraris and strawberries and pomegranates and cherries and bucatini all’amatriciana.
See – no politics here!
And sometimes, every now and then, people who like red and/or wear red have been known to be quite happy about life.
I’m not saying, necessarily, that I include my own current mood in that observation. Maybe I do, maybe I don’t…
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A grassroots sports photography enthusiast based in Auckland, New Zealand, and a fan of the most magnificent football club on earth - A.S. Roma.