Manchester United fans in China; Roman Abramovich and Peter Kenyon; Kia Joorabchian; and Liverpool fans hold up cards spelling out 'the truth'. Photograph: AFP/Getty Images, Reuters and AP
Welcome to my new blog, which the Guardian has given me to investigate, expose and generally pontificate on the burning issues, stories, characters and questions swirling around the usually overblown, frequently overheating, yet always fundamentally gripping world of 21st century sport.
This is a momentous time for sport, as it claims ever greater chunks of public fame and attention, yet grinds up against the same challenges, invariably centred around money. I have spent many years investigating English football's transformation since the 1989 Hillsborough Disaster, and although 20 years on the game is glitteringly, unbelievably successful, it is not, as I have tried to document, quite the happy clappy, Football's Coming Home, unabashed marvel which Sky would have you consume. Many of the top clubs are sunk in debts or financially reliant on an international buffet of owners. Some still desperately seek a billionaire; lower division clubs from Southampton to Stockport are in administration and the FA has cried to the Government for help in governing the game. Where on earth would football be if this wasn't its greatest ever boom?
Football lords it over the other sports for money, popularity and coverage, but the same fundamental issues strain at the fabric of cricket, rugby union and league, tennis, athletics – the same tension, between the thrill, human pleasure and values all sports seek to embody, and the calculating, sometimes corrupting, business of money. This blog will seek to investigate, expose, comment on it all, and - here is the ambitious, pompous-if-you're-not-careful bit - be a place to expose and discuss sport's place in modern life.
The Olympics is coming to London in 2012, costing what once seemed an unjustifiable £9.3bn until the economic crisis poured unfathomably larger sums into bailing out banks, and suddenly the east London site looks a solid way of keeping construction workers in jobs. English cricket is struggling to recover its dignity after that now priceless spectacle of Sir Allen Stanford landing at Lord's in his helicopter, joined by legends of the game, to stare wonderingly at his perspex box of fake dollars. Rugby union has its share of colourful owners, the club versus country tangle and the lure of money from France. League is the working class game with a salary cap which needs policing. Tennis lays on the creamy, licence-to-print-money feast of Wimbledon for a fortnight a year, yet on the public parks ordinary kids struggle for a decent court on which they can play.
A blog about all this can happen only with the help and involvement of readers, so here is a polite, restrained appeal: please, please, please get in touch. Post thoughts, comments, stories, snippets; on the money, madness, mayhem or anything to do with the sport you play, watch or love, and I will try to look into all of them.
The blog will celebrate the joy of sport, too, where things have gone wonderfully right, clubs triumphantly well run, supporters nurtured, money gone to the grass roots. The wondrous history and heritage of sport will be acknowledged, so post on that too; all quirky slices of sporting history will be hungrily received.
It is also vital never to forget that sport, in its essence, is for all of us to do, to enrich our lives and be healthy, not just to watch. Sport is central to British life, yet too often that means watching other people running around on TV. A staggering 80% of British people do not even manage moderate exercise (sadly, that includes walking) for half an hour three times a week. While elite sport swims in money and dices with the danger of drowning in it, heartbreakingly little emphasis is placed on helping ordinary people to take part, and creating decent facilities in which they can do it.
That challenge, of enabling more people to be involved in sport, not just to watch the soap opera of superstars at the top, will be meat and drink – if that is not completely the wrong phrase – to this blog.
So feel free, even ridiculously eager, to post your comments below, and I will join the debate below the line, as I believe smart, technically gifted young people call a blog-posting discussion, whenever I can. If you have stories or thoughts which you would prefer to send to me personally, please email me directly to david.conn@guardian.co.uk. I will respond.