Sisyphus was condemned to forever push a rock up a hill only for it to roll down the other side and for him to start pushing it back up all over again. This story was the inspiration for the title of Albert Camus' book 'The Myth of Sisyphus'. I remember how, when I was young, the first season of football that I followed was very exciting. Especially as my team - Spurs - started an unbeaten run beginning with the first match that I ever saw. As a result of this run, they won the FA Cup that year (1967). With subsequent seasons, the excitement waned and I now sometimes wonder what all the fuss is about (especially among those who are not making vast sums of money out of it and may even be spending huge sums watching 'their team' each week).
Remembering that Camus was once a footballer - in particular, a goalkeeper - might the Sisyphean footballer be one...
Condemned to kick a ball into a goal over and over only for it to be replaced on the centre spot and the cycle to start again (until the final whistle, that is, after which one awaits the next match when the whole process begins again - a Sisyphus with breaks).
Perhaps Camus, as a goalkeeper, was condemned to be the one who had to keep picking the ball out of the back of the net.
