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BEN’S BLOG: ‘All animals are equal but some are more equal than others’

ben_keith_team-150x150 [dropcap]I[/dropcap]n one of my first offices, I had a big whiteboard, stretched right from one side of the room, to the other. On it, we’d write the bets we had placed, that day, in the betting-shops. And, at the end of play, it would be wiped clean, and off we’d go again the next morning. Everything erased, except just one thing. Along the top, in capitals, was written ‘ALL ANIMALS ARE EQUAL BUT SOME ARE MORE EQUAL THAN OTHERS’. That was there, to remind my small team then, what we were actually there for. We weren’t turning up each day, to win a medal, or a certificate for trying hard. We were there to find an edge. An edge to then exploit. So if anyone wasn’t aiding in that department, they knew what they better go and do.

Hang on, Blog, are you out and about each day, trying to push yourself forward? Or are you sitting outside cafes, with your sunglasses on, legs crossed, hugging your mug, waiting for a ‘lucky’ break, moaning, about all the ‘lucky’ people? Please, stop edging away. Come back here, for one minute. Let’s just drop all the excuses… Please, just confirm it to yourself: ARE YOU A PRODUCER OR A PASSENGER?

burmesedays2I have spent the afternoon, on the very quaint (I don’t really like that word) Southwold pier. A place, where the pertinent and cutting, George Orwell, spent a lot of time thinking. Thinking, before cutting, I would imagine (‘Burmese Days’, always my favourite).

In other news:

When walking back to the car, we stopped off, to play a car-racing game. On finishing, we realised we’d put an extra pound, by mistake, into the machine, so Belinda stopped to tell the kids next to us. They just looked back at us with vacant faces though, Blog. What’s wrong with the youth of today? When I was thirteen, I would have jumped over a dead man, to get that quid! It would have added to my ammo at Hove Dogs that night!!

Over and out, B x