Big loss for the beautiful game

HELLO my good football people, I'm not going to ask if you're doing well today... For those of us who consider football as part of our lives, the tragic loss of Diogo Jota has been really emotional - one of those moments where all rivalries are dropped as two brothers in the prime of their lives met such a horrible ending.

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It's a pathetic illustration of the times, when clicks and views are deemed way more important than a bit of human decency. Newspapers and websites (including the unofficial Liverpool.com) also running speculative reports on the cause of the crash... for f***s sake.

It's very different to (as an example) the neverending images of death and destruction in Palestine. This has a purpose... To keep the world informed of barbaric acts of violence.

But in this case, the only purpose coverage of this type serves is to upset family, friends of the Jota brothers, while picking up momentary viewing stats. You've got to be a heartless piece of s**t to do that.

It's difficult to write about much else, all seems so meaningless. However life goes on and so does the game.