What Balls

There are times when the human condition rises to the challenges the universe throws at our weak and meager species.  Instances where words as “integrity” and “honour” recapture their old luster of meaning and depth.  Today was one of those rare instances.  Kaka, arguably, one of the top 3 players in the world today rejected a move to Manchester City scuttling a 100 million pound transfer deal, and in effect a yearly salary of 13 million pounds.  Christ what balls.  As a cynical bastard of the old school, I find this development more shocking than finding Elle McPherson nude in my bed and conscious all at once.  In many sport related arguments I have had in the past I defended and espoused any athlete’s move from one club to another if the price was right.  In a free open market, the skills any one individual possesses can and should be sold to the highest bidder.  But with Kaka’s resounding statement today, the sporting world in general is afforded a moment where we can unequivocally say innocence still lives in the modern game.  If this move had occured it would have dwarfed the 48 million pound move of Zidane.  Kaka would have rocketed to pro basketball and F1 star status in terms of yearly wages.  What balls.