Women who claim an interest in football should be treated as spies until they've proved themselves. The jury's still out on Gertie and Perfan....
I'm generally from the Mike Newell School of Enlightened Thought when it comes to women's involvement in football, but I haven't heard much of this woman yet and I'm happy to give her a chance to prove my prejudices to be unfounded, especially when there are so many dreadful men doing the job. On a practical point, the tone and pitch of a female voice don't really promote euphony when something exciting happens.
Why thank you mummy, and to think of all those occasions where I've defended your honour when the other boys make fun of you!!!
Anyways, whilst I play on the oooh I love cute boy footballers it does tend to mean that my opinions aren't considered valid or of any use, but that's my own doing so I'm happy with it.
I'll admit that talking tictacs and formations isn't my cup of tea, I find it a bit dull all the might bes and might nots, and after all Sam will choose his own side and formation regardless so I don't get myself in a knot about it. I'd rather pay my money, turn up and let it all unfold in front of me, screaming my head off at a Campo pass gone astray, an easy chance missed or a clearance delivered right at the feet of an oncoming attacker.
However, there are plenty of women in the game who know their stuff and personally, I think it's a good thing. More and more women and girls are attending football matches than ever before so why not even up the balance in the media??
BUT, I was listening to 5 Live the other day and Sunderland V Southampton was on. I have an interest in Southampton as I used to live by the Dell in the old days. Anyways, there was a girl commentating I think she was called Jackie. She knew her stuff, she must have had a list as long as my arms of facts and statisics so she'd done her homework. But it was dull listening to someone churn out facts one after the other and I'm afraid that the pitch of her voice just made my ears burn after a while, it was a bit too high and squeaky to listen comfortably.
However, I can't bear Jonathan Pearce either and Jon Champion makes me want to rip my ears off his tone and delivery makes my skin crawl so you can't please everyone. I'm glad this woman has been given her chance and I hope she proves doubting mummy that 'some' women can make good work of 'mans work'.
BTW.... As much as I can't doubt Gaby Logan's credentials for presenting MoTD - who does her wardrobe?? She looks like she's mugged a granny for her cardigan.... Please can someone give her something decent to wear???
The end from me.