Ties for the boys

No-one reads this, so I can’t alien­ate any­one.  So.  Foot­ball.  Tele­vi­sion.  Why is it that BBC pre­sen­ters don’t wear ties except on a Sat­ur­day after­noon?  Is it a pop­u­lar­ity thing?  Is it some unwrit­ten rule of tele­vi­sual reli­gion (along­side Garth Crooks ask­ing some asi­nine (closed) ques­tions with the most bizarre inflec­tion yet dis­played by an Eng­lish speaker) that men must wear ties when women may be watching?

When you watch cricket, or rugby, you get intel­li­gent ex-professionals explain­ing things using tech­nol­ogy and sud­denly lit­tle light bulbs appear.  Trust me, they do.  Lit­tle bulbs, not lit­tle bill.  I digress.  Any­hoo.  I’ve been play­ing and watch­ing foot­ball for 30 years.  I lis­ten to the ana­lysts and I gen­er­ally think — ‘hmm, inter­est­ing body lan­guage’.  Or ‘you’re not wear­ing a tie’.  Which, for­give me if I’m wrong.  Is. Not.  The. Point.

Play­ing the com­men­tary long ball indeed.

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