Most people who come to Left Back In The Changing Room are looking for something a bit different - a team made up of people whose surnames begin with K, a poignant piece on the wonders of Nicky Barmby or a contrarian piece on why Michael Carrick is the saviour of England. Well, today, you get a boot review. You weren't expecting that were you, old darling?
Away from this blog, I occasionally play the game. Zut alors!
And there you were thinking these bloggers just sat at their PCs endlessly stuffing Oreos into their face flicking between their latest blogpost on why Iker Muniain is the best thing since Juan Roman Riquelme and pioneering tactical innovations on FM12 (erm, isn't that exactly what you usually do? - ed.)
No, I do play. I am the only man to have scored a hat-trick and scored a half-century for Teuchters (the bar I frequent in the West End of Edinburgh). I also once scored a hat-trick in the Northern Hemisphere vs Southern Hemisphere game. Admittedly that was at the World Universities Debating Championships but a hat-trick is a hat-trick dagnammit and a 6-2 win is a 6-2 win! My friends - as you will no doubt have come to realise - have heard these tales before.
And there you were thinking these bloggers just sat at their PCs endlessly stuffing Oreos into their face flicking between their latest blogpost on why Iker Muniain is the best thing since Juan Roman Riquelme and pioneering tactical innovations on FM12 (erm, isn't that exactly what you usually do? - ed.)
No, I do play. I am the only man to have scored a hat-trick and scored a half-century for Teuchters (the bar I frequent in the West End of Edinburgh). I also once scored a hat-trick in the Northern Hemisphere vs Southern Hemisphere game. Admittedly that was at the World Universities Debating Championships but a hat-trick is a hat-trick dagnammit and a 6-2 win is a 6-2 win! My friends - as you will no doubt have come to realise - have heard these tales before.
Clumsily enough, I took them out for a test drive at the weekend and was seriously impressed with the quality. Luckily, no video footage exists of my performance. Needless to say if it had been good, I'd have been boasting. That wasn't the boots fault, they did their damned best and passing a ball with them felt lovely (as an aside, is there a better feeling in the world than striking a ball crisply in nice leather football boots and then standing back to admire the pass?). The boots were great. It is hardly their fault that the feet in them were attached to a body that's just been on a three-week honeymoon and two-week Christmas holiday.
There are three features I particularly like about the boots. They are slightly heavier than some of the boots on the market. Not heavy enough to notice but not so light, like many other boots, to make you worry about your metatarsals. I think this is an Adidas thing, as it happens, but not entirely sure why. Nike always seem a little flimsy to me.
Secondly, I prefer boots that do not have folded-over tongues. If you are going to hit a ball and put your laces through a ball, I'd rather just hit the ball. It adds a little bit of poetry if you ask me. It also, if you are good enough, allows better control - I don't know why this is the case but I'm fairly certain it is true.
The boots were kindly provided by Sports Direct. They are currently available half price over at the website so if you are looking for new boots you could do an awful lot worse than these beautiful looking and comfortable boots.
RCM
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