Souped up Butlin’s is not what our women need.

I’m a big fan of women’s football, and this World Cup is a treat for me, especially as I recover from a dental injury and know what a football looks and feels like. Reading an article in the Guardian on our team’s camp my heart sank. They’re looking after them but treating them like 2 dimensional male footballers. Table tennis, making wrist bands, craft tables, virtual reality headsets, for crying out loud it’s like Butlin’s on speed.

They could be learning a new language, they’ll be surrounded by foreigners soon enough, so knowing the Spanish for “Offside Ref! “ or the Dutch for “Get in behind their back line” might just be useful. A bit more useful than making ‘friendship bands’ ffs.

What about art? What they do on the pitch is art, get them making art off the pitch. Teach them. It will get their minds into another place where there are no balls. Instead they have ‘colouring in’. For crying out loud, trust them with some tubes of paint and brushes and let them loose.

There’s a tendency to think that footballers are a bit 2 dimensional and teaching our fine team how to make a face on a cup of coffee re enforces that notion. It also demonstrates the FAs complete lack of imagination beyond the predictable. No good will come of it and I fear our women will come home with sweet FA. Not only empty handed, but empty headed, they deserve better, it’s not too late to fly in some proper creative stuff.

I make no excuses for publishing this from many years ago, my World Cup fully fitted armchair, and I’ll publish it when the next one comes around. It’s recycling.Done before it was thought normal for women to play football.

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