Now I'm grateful for Young Keith organising this evening's event. I just don't see it as worship.
You know me. I'm as reasonable as the next person in a hi-viz vest. But how could that be worship?
Just putting up two large-screen TVs in the Moot House, so the Beaker People could see the England-Ukraine and France-Sweden games at the same time. It was gripping, it was boring, it was frustrating. Ultimately it was exhilarating. But it wasn't worship.
And what has Wayne Rooney got glued to his head? It looks like Lamb Chop has a new straight man.