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the cont known as SteveH says...

I don't like football but I sat and watched the game with my son.

 

Not me guv. I did live there for a year in a caravan in a rather
excellent mushing field, but got bored & moved to London. Somehow I
ended up in Swindon :-/

 

Bloke in work got an email from his girlfriend - she's up for it big-style
this evening, but only while the footie is on...

 

<rant>

Not when you have the following scenario...

'mum can I watch the football'

'watch it at your friends house, like the last two'

<thinks, peace and quiet, siblings in separate houses>

'can't he's going out to watch it' [1]
'well you're not watching it in here'

cue strop <insert 10 year old girl strop tactics here>

<fx does calm parent thing>

<fx does shouty parent thing>

<lightbulb moment - sees bright side - 90 minutes of peace>

<fx drags old tv from loft space, bungs it in middle of my bedroom
floor, sticks bare coax cable in back, finds football>

<fx retires downstairs to read>

<fx loud thumps from upstairs at every goal>

<fx shouts of Rooooney>[2]

Then getting over excited child to sleep, with accompanying moans from
brother because she's been watching TV past 9 o'clock on a school
night.

If I hadn't been there I'd have sworn she wasn't from my loins. She
even wears a baseball cap

[1] What is all this watching it together thing about? You just end up
with pissed idiots stumbling home causing trouble.

[2] who I'm informed is one of these professional football players.

<end rant> <deep breath> <and relax>

 

Ginge wrote

Because England actually stand a reasonable chance of winning this one,
provided the rest of them can cripple enough Frogs before we get to the
finals.

 

Lady Nina says...

And her bicycle has more gay purple anodised bits than a certain GPZ500
of this parish.

She *is* Charder's estranged love-child. Just wait til your lipstick
starts to diappear, then you'll know for sure.

 

I haven't got any lipstick - I don't wear make up.

 

Tch. Call yourself Welsh?

 

I know that I'm not guilty of that. I couldn't give a toss about
England. But I reckon I could take you to a West Ham game and you'd
enjoy it - not the football, but the atmosphere and the banter, and a
few beers afterwards.

 

Is she attractive? If so she can have my e-mail address before the next
match? Really, it'd be no trouble..

 

I can appreciate the tactics, but it still won't make watching a game I
find uninteresting worth doing. By the same token I'd not expect
someone who doesn't enjoy bike racing to be into the whole Sete Gibernau
giving Valentino Rossi a huge run for his money at the MotoGP this year.

Each to their own.

 

I'll ask.









You're not holding your breath, by any chance?

 

No, far from it.

 

I'm very happy for you.

"Porl: the acceptable face of football supporters"

with knobs on

 

You're not. It's instructive that the 'real' football fans, like you
and Adie - people who fly thousands of miles to see their team play,
don't make a song and dance about internationals at all. It's all
these part-timers, who don't give a monkey about football as a game,
and just come out of the woodwork during these competitions.

I'm sure I would.

 

But watching a game on tv and watching a game at the stadium
are different things, yes?

 

Ah. So. what about last Thursday's game - the one with the 5pm kick
off?

 

Price ain't everything. The new plan chez moi is to order staple goods
from Asda online, as it's cheaper and means they lug the heavy stuff
to my door. Then to pop round to Waitrose/local butchers/farm shop
for the meat and other things I wouldn't leave to Asda.

Seems to work so far...

 

I was remarking on this very fact recently and how it was the best bit. I
get to watch the games that interest me, I know the players and there's a
degree of manufactured pride I allow myself to indulge in. And then, I get
to talk about it with fulltime football fans who don't know I'm not an FA
aficianado[1]. If I get caught out I simply say that my main perference is
motogp and hope they don't know more about it than I do.

[1] I have no home team, this may be the problem. The closest thing I have
to a home team is Yeovil Town which I refuse to support because its a
shithole.