Today saw my debut on The Guardian website blog with this overview of the state of professional soccer in the US. Last time I looked there were 83 comments in response, which is 80 more in the course of a few hours than this blog has attracted in the past three years, and about 70 more than respond to my MatchNight columns on a good day (except the time I called Leeds United 'Dirty Leeds' and half of West Yorkshire took its time to send me some charming e-mails).
Not that I expect anyone to read this blog, because there's not much in it but links to my columns, and I mainly use it for myself as a reference point to find articles I wrote a year or two back. I'm unsure the world wants to read about what I had for breakfast (though if it is, for the record today I had Special K with bananas, black grapes, strawberries and plain yoghurt, washed down with freshly brewed coffee. You still with me?). And I rarely read anyone else's, because I'm not interested in what they had for breakfast either.
Still, it's all a bit terrifying, and simultaneously invigorating, to be catapulted into the medium of a national daily newspaper that people actually read. Later today I might even pluck up the courage to read the 83 comments.