Not too long ago, someone around these parts was running his mouth about how the summer doesn't necessarily have to be boring for footie fans.
Well, what do I know anyway?
"Long, lonely wasteland" was the exact phrase in question, and really, that couldn't have described the past week much better.
Sure, there were friendlies. Sure, some leagues are already going.
Yes, the transfer market is (sort of) heating up. And yes, the Olympic tournament is just around the corner.
But at no time so far this summer has a regular, routine, run-of-the-mill weekend of league matches felt like such a delightful prospect—or such a distant one.
Come quickly, football season. Please.