What Kind Of Striker?

I'm sure it wasn't my missus who told you that, but whoever did was quite right. I was pretty sexy 40 years ago, and now I have to rely on my house on a tropical beach to attract someone to share my bed. We all get old and lose whatever appeal we once had. I can live with what I am, though.

Indeed, yes. But to think about it just four days after the window closed isn't thinking about it in advance, it's regretting what we didn't do five days ago. If you think this discussion today is one of planning, I think you don't recognize the obvious. It's about locking the barn door after the horses already left. It's about regretting what we didn't do, not about planning for the next window.

One hopes that DL and AVB and planning today for what to do when the next window opens after this season. But that's not what's happening here now. This is an article of regrets for what we didn't do before the window closed four days ago. It's as useful as sitting in bed regretting I didn't take that bird to bed that I met at the party four nights ago. I didn't, she gone, and that opportunity is gone, too. I mights as well find a way to be OK with what I've got now, even if that's only my right hand for tonight! As we move towards the next window and someone starts a thread in anticipation of a possible upcoming signing of a striker, great. But today's thread and its timing is a thread that will be filled with regrets, and I would rather find something more upbeat. What internet porno can turn me on tonight? At least that might lead to something until I get the next opportunity to meet and real woman and put some moves on her. (And I still can do that sometimes with some success on occasion. lol.)

I have normal swings between mild unhappiness and outrageous ecstacy, 26L, and right now I'm somewhere in between. Thanks for your concern for my level of happiness vs. despair. I appreciate your heartfelt concern.

As to what it means to have a discussion of whom we should have signed in the window so recently closed: OK if you can convince yourself that this is a discussion about the next window in the distant future, but my sense of human nature tells me that such a thread really is about the regrets over the striker we didn't sign.

At the expense of joining peterballb in being attacked as a crypto-sympathizer or worse of ENIC, I also support their decision to sign no one rather than to sign the wrong striker so as to gain a quick, but ultimately unsatisfactory, thrill. To continue the image I've been using, sometimes it's better to wake up alone in the morning than next to someone who looked beautiful at the party last night but in the clear light of the dawn turns out to be missing teeth and covered with running sores. She may have caused me to climax last night, but she might make me want to vomit this morning. How happy are the Chelskums in the light of the morn to have spent that 50 million sterling on a man who cannot play striker successfully any more? How happy are the bin dippers today with the 35 million they spent (on a striker many on this site wanted us to sign a couple of years back)? I'm happy enough that ENIC and DL and AVB didn't sign the wrong skanky striker just for the sake of having a warm bed one cold night. But don't fool yourself to think that a discussion of what we should have signed four days after we failed to sign anyone is anything other than a bag full of regrets over having a couple of lonely nights recently.