So, I still want to do the Blogathon thing, but because I only ran my eyes over the site instead of actually reading what it said I misread the time of the event. The actual event takes place on the 26th of July and this weekend is the launch of the new Blogathon site.

See how I got those two dates confused? So no 24 hour blogging show this weekend. But I'll check out the site, the rules, and the punishment for quitting after two hours, when the site launches and then I'll decide if I'll participate or not.

I watched parts of the Serena/Callens game yesterday and was somewhat shocked, when text on the screen announced that there would be news on a death at the Conferations Cup. Now, if you don't know what the ConCup is I can't really help you. It's obviously some kind of friendly cup with teams, who've won regional championships, but in my experience most people consider the tournament completely pointless and uninteresting and as do I. So I haven't followed it and I'm not really sure what the point of the whole thing is.

Anyway, after the break they switced live to France, where the French team was getting ready to play against Turkey. If you've ever seen a international football (soccer) game you know that the players line up, so the cameras can show who is on the team and then the national anthems for each team are played. So the camera does the usually pan of all the French players and it was absolutely brutal. There were 11 players getting ready to play and most of them were in tears and sobbing. Especially effected were Thierry Henry, who plays for Arsenal, and we were then informed that Cameroon's Marc-Vivien Foe had collapsed during a game played earlier that day and had died. They then showed a clip of the 28-year-old footballer running, then collapsing in the middle of the field and then losing consciousness. Watching him lie there with his eyes rolled back was very disturbing especially since I already knew that he was dying at this point. And after that it was heartbreaking watching these grown men having to go out and play a game with tears in their eyes.

In recent years people have died during the Tour de France and other events and every time the response is to continue the event out of respect to the dead athlete. Obviously, cancelling an event won't bring someone back, but at the same time it seems inhuman to force the other atheletes to care about competition at times like that.

As you might have noticed I always use a line from a song as my title and to be completely honest with you I had a really hard time finding one that fitted this posting. So I ended up with the last line from Joni Mitchell's Both Sides Now, because the duality of the lyrics sums up rather well how I'm feeling about a lot of things these days.