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I was attending a two-day conference in December, and my bedroom I discovered, overlooked a stadium. It was quite odd going to my room in the early evening, after I had checked in to the hotel, to open the curtains and see the ground. For some reason it made me feel a little unsettled.<\/p>\n
I didn’t ponder on this very much and got ready for the evening event, and went on my way. In the morning I tend to rise quite early, so opened the curtains, and whilst it was still dark outside I could see the pitch and seats, through the darkness. Still that unsettled feeling.<\/p>\n
I headed off for an early breakfast and when I returned to clear my room, the lights were on over the pitch, and the early morning sky had started to lighten. That is when I took this picture, and it has rested out of harms way until I remembered it yesterday.\u00a0I also read somethig yesterday that made the hairs on the back of my neck stand up – and made me understand that unsettled feeling I had back in December.<\/p>\n
In my earlier years I was a competitive sports person, not football as in this case, but many other sports. And whilst I usually enjoy going to see live sport I am not a regular spectator at any type of event. And this is where the comment, the picture, my thoughts ended up:<\/p>\n
This stadium holds 32,609 people, as spectators. They watch 22 people play.<\/p>\n
I wonder who is the most ‘alive’<\/strong>!<\/p>\n I hope on my tomb, chiselled into stone it says: ‘Peter Johnson ~ he was a player<\/strong>.’<\/p>\n So: Are you a player, or content to be a spectator?<\/p>\n My good wishes,<\/p>\n Peter<\/em><\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n PS If you think I can help you play the game of work, the game of life better do get in touch.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" I was attending a two-day conference in December, and my bedroom I discovered, overlooked a stadium. It was quite odd going to my room in the early evening, after I had checked in to the hotel, to open the curtains and see the ground. For some reason it made me feel a little unsettled.<\/p>\n I didn’t ponder on this very much and got ready for the evening event, and went on my way. In the morning I tend to rise quite early, so opened the curtains, and whilst it was still dark outside I could see the pitch and seats, through the darkness. Still that unsettled feeling.<\/p>\n I headed off for an early breakfast and when I <\/p>\n