Norah Rothwell
I don’t feel bad at all about 2018. I do feel bad about the FIFA crew, and wish that the football associations of the ‘major’ countries had the courage and motivation to flush the shysters out of there. Maybe there’s a nearby river that can be rerouted, for that’s what it might take. As for 2022, you Aussies had a much better case than Qatar. If Israel qualify, it’s going to have to amend its laws to allow its team and supporters into their country. The very fact that it have such a law should have disqualified its bid from ever being heard. That, and the fact that if your average Qatari was given a football he would either try to eat it or would confuse the life out of himself trying to find the control buttons. And speaking of buttons, don’t write off your cricket side. Without being anti-English in any way, (I married one while in full possession of my senses.) you should realise that your visitors have one of their own; it’s labelled ‘self-destruct’, and sometimes it goes off of its own accord. It ain’t over till the fat umpire sings. You ask my pal from Bradford; he’ll back me up.