England versus Algeria – Why I’m supporting Algeria tonight

England started the world cup as one of the favourites – they always do, and they always disappoint us. Basically a bunch of overpaid yobbos who can’t rise to the occasion probably because they get so much money playing club football that playing for their country isn’t really that important.

I don’t see why I should have to support the country where I was born. I don’t have a lot to be proud about, just a financial mess, binge-drinking and xenophobia. A report about English children going to school in the Dordogne region of France received this comment:

“c’est mignon quand c’est petit, mais quand ça grandit, ça devient pute ou hooligan” (they’re cute when they’re young, but when they grow up they become tarts or hooligans)

I have to agree!

The idea of being loyal to one’s country is one that has been indoctrinated into us for hundreds of years, but it wasn’t always like this. In medieval times, men would fight for whichever side offered them the most money, or the best protection, or simpy the best chance of winning.

I’ve been in France for nine years now, and have more French, Algerian, Morrocan and African friends than English friends, so let’s hear it for African football, and hope that an African team wins in South Africa