I am with you and would rather go to work than watch a soccer match.
You sit there for 90 minutes watching 250 (or more) changes of possession while somebody accidentally gets in the accidental right spot to accidentally kick the ball into the goal accidentally. Then, when this accidental goal happens, you get to slide on the grass on your knees for 10 feet with your arms raised as if you did something tremendous rather than accidentally.
I've always wanted to see what the "coach" of all this mayhem actually tells the players during time outs. What the hell does he actually draw on his clipboard when the game after all is the occasional product of someone being in the right place at the right time, and doing whatever that feat is maybe once or twice in 90 minutes?
Do they actually pay the coach? And if so, why or for what?
At the end, the detective is at the game, handcuffed to the guy, everybody's cheering at the match, and the US detective is bored out of his mind.
I think it was called Keen Eddie. Sienna Miller provided the ongoing eye-candy as the house mate.