Football

Well, I could not resist. After a bombardment with football related news and pictures and sounds I found myself in a position that I MUST talk about it, too. Football seems to be everywhere, and I had a hard time finding a channel on TV not discussing a football related topic yesterday evening when I tried to ease an overheated brain. I ended up shortly on the Shopping Channel, featuring women’s jewelleries and on CNN, featuring Iraq. Both channels are rather monothematic these days.

Thus, I sat for a few minutes outside, watching the moon that will soon shine over Germany’ games and the Swiss and other football teams who earn so much for doing so little. And I wondered how little these games are used to promote perfumes. It doesn’t seem to be the right surrounding for selling fragrances, which is strange. All these sweaty men on the green and the crowds in football fever: The perfect environment for a green sporty, circular perfume. Ah well, so I sat below the moon and figured out that again an idea came too late: I should have come up with a nice green lavender note with lots of Ambergris and fresh, citrus-vetiver notes…for the Swiss Football Team! Hmmm, and then have the Swiss football team wear it! That would be cool. Of course, they would wear it and promote it just because they like it so much, without me paying for their exposed bodies. I would come on TV, as the guy creating the Swiss Football Team Scent, which helped them survive the first round! I could, as souvenir for the Swiss football tourists travelling to Germany and soon travelling back, make a scented football: Imagine a football that emits wonderful fragrances once kicked, a flying ambra ball!

Mr. Blatter, the FIFA boss, would wear it too. He is a Swiss guy himself and very, very clever in promoting himself and the FIFA, thus making the FIFA the wealthiest foundation on planet earth (which is cool, they do not have to pay taxes in Zurich, where their head office is….). His girlfriend who is amazingly blond and very beautiful and young, would love it, too. And thus, he would besides building his network of give-and-take (I give you a million to build up football in your poor country, and you give me whatever you want, like your vote), he would promote my perfume, wearing it in Germany, when he meets the boss of Bavaria (Mr. Blatter got a reception yesterday like a king or a states man)…

Well, I have to correct myself. I just remembered the latest Rexona (deodorant) commercial which is very football related. But to my knowledge, neither Blatter nor the Swiss football team wear it….

Well, in four years time, there will be another opportunity, I guess. Until then I will have finished my lavender note and stopped watching the moon, begging it to explain me the last mystery on this world: Why do people watch football?