I think I've just reached new heights of procrastination – I've just finished watching the FA Cup Final.
Given my quite well-documented lack of interest in football/soccer (circle as appropriate based on your location), it's a fairly surprising way for me to spend 90 minutes. I guess the strangest thing was the compulsion to see how the game ended, even though I wasn't particularly going for either team.
Last time I watched a game would probably have been the Euro Cup matches I saw in France, however incentive there was largely provided by the fact that the French tendency was to barrack either for France, or against England – bit of a no brainer which side to pick, really.
Oh by the way, Arsenal won. About the only positive thing I can take away from this experience is that the winning team had a rude word in their name.