Women v football

[Chris in London]

I cannot be alone in this.

This morning’s domestic chez London. The subject of discussion are the arrangements for visiting/being visited by family and friends over the festive period.

Mrs L: ‘I told you that an hour ago. Why have you forgotten already?’

Me: ‘I’m sorry. Sometimes we all forget stuff.’

Her: ‘You remember stuff that happened in a football game from twenty years ago. Why can’t you remember anything I say?’

Me: ‘I don’t remember half of what happened yesterday, there’s no way I remember what happened twenty years ago.’

Her: ‘You were talking to young London about the time that City needed to win and they kept playing for a draw so they got relegated.’

Me: (pause) ‘It wasn’t twenty years ago.’

Her: ‘well when was it then?’

Me: ‘twenty three.’

Her: ‘That just goes to prove you think more about football than you do about me. Football’s up here and I’m down there and it’s hurtful. Make a brew.’

Now, most of us remember Lomas taking it into the corner against the dippers when we needed a win. But who remembers who we played the week before? Or the week before that? (Apart from you, Gary.) A one off traumatic incident is going to stay in your mind for a long time, but it doesn’t mean that football is more important than your nearest and dearest.

So, gentlemen, (though a female perspective is more than welcome) why do they think we care more about football than we do about our soulmates and best friends and the mothers of our children?

 

[Ban-jani]

I’m 27 and can recite every year we’ve won a trophy, from 1904 until now but I completely forgot we played Oxford last season!

I remember Foden scoring now but when they mentioned it prematch I thought “did we?”.

 

[Fred_Quimby]

So, gentlemen, (though a female perspective is more than welcome) why do they think we care more about football than we do about our soulmates and best friends and the mothers of our children?

That’s easy. Because it does. :)

 

[Tuearts right boot]

Brilliant...I'm sat in car going down to Pembrokeshire, the Mrs is driving so I read that posting. It's kicking off royal.
Made my day. I thank you kind sir.

 

[blue b4 the moon]

Haha 23 years...great way to wind her up more.

 

[squirtyflower]

You went wrong when making arrangements to visit/be visited by friends/family.
If you cant have a pre/post match drink with them then don’t bother with them.

Regards

 

[Chris in London]

You went wrong when making arrangements to visit/be visited by friends/family.
If you cant have a pre/post match drink with them then don’t bother with them.

Regards

Ha!

See if you can guess whose friends and whose family we were talking about :)

 

[squirtyflower]

Ha!

See if you can guess whose friends and whose family we were talking about :)

I haven’t seen my wife’s family since 1995, actually it was the season when the aforementioned relegation draw occurred.
I have had to meet some of her friends as she’s dragged over or two to a game....

BTW it was Villa away and we won 1-0, Lomas!

 

[manclad]

If I get any grief regarding football (very rarely these days tbf) I just say -
I met you in 1979.
I started supporting City in 1966.
I love you both, but I have loved City alot longer than I have loved you.
Always works a treat.

 

[Chris in London]

I haven’t seen my wife’s family since 1995, actually it was the season when the aforementioned relegation draw occurred.
I have had to meet some of her friends as she’s dragged over or two to a game....

BTW it was Villa away and we won 1-0, Lomas!

Humour me... you looked that up didn’t you?

 

[chesterbells]

Trying to arrange family and friends commitments around the city matches to avoid any clashes, without it being apparent that that is what is happening, is becoming increasingly taxing each year.

 

[urban genie]

Because we do?

When I met my wife 20 years ago she had two things she said I found more important thanher.

Going for a pint and city, we agreed I would cut down my drinking (at the time was in my 20s and working in large hotels so boozing was a stress reliever).
Told her never to ask me.to chosenbetween her and city as she might not like the answer.
Though she isn't interested in football she has never moaned about me going.

 

[East Level 2]

Trying to arrange family and friends commitments around the city matches to avoid any clashes, without it being apparent that that is what is happening, is becoming increasingly taxing each year.

Plan stuff for international breaks as they are known well in advance and never get moved.

 

[chesterbells]

Plan stuff for international breaks as they are known well in advance and never get moved.

Sound advice

 

[gobsteruk]

My better half always ask's me what day and time city are on every week, so if we need to go anywhere or invite people around, its always before or after the game. So, i would say you need to upgrade your mrs haha.

 

[Stoned Rose]

I cannot be alone in this.

This morning’s domestic chez London. The subject of discussion are the arrangements for visiting/being visited by family and friends over the festive period.

Mrs L: ‘I told you that an hour ago. Why have you forgotten already?’

Me: ‘I’m sorry. Sometimes we all forget stuff.’

Her: ‘You remember stuff that happened in a football game from twenty years ago. Why can’t you remember anything I say?’

Me: ‘I don’t remember half of what happened yesterday, there’s no way I remember what happened twenty years ago.’

Her: ‘You were talking to young London about the time that City needed to win and they kept playing for a draw so they got relegated.’

Me: (pause) ‘It wasn’t twenty years ago.’

Her: ‘well when was it then?’

Me: ‘twenty three.’

Her: ‘That just goes to prove you think more about football than you do about me. Football’s up here and I’m down there and it’s hurtful. Make a brew.’

Now, most of us remember Lomas taking it into the corner against the dippers when we needed a win. But who remembers who we played the week before? Or the week before that? (Apart from you, Gary.) A one off traumatic incident is going to stay in your mind for a long time, but it doesn’t mean that football is more important than your nearest and dearest.

So, gentlemen, (though a female perspective is more than welcome) why do they think we care more about football than we do about our soulmates and best friends and the mothers of our children?

As long as you're not remembering Lomas when you're on the job, I see no issue.

 

[mexico1970]

Had a relative round with her toddler a month ago when City were playing and the entire first half was littered with me being badgered to put some CBBC program on youtube for the little one to watch. It wasn't happening and I asked her to let the tyke use her phone to watch what she wanted her to watch. The wife is on board with the football so she told her that in this house when football is on then it takes priority.

To cut a long story short the relative expressed a view that I live in the stone age and that I should be more like her 25 year old partner who bathes in nivea for men and sports a papoose when out and about town, she'll not get another invite after my good lady tore a strip off her.

 

[Mike Cledford]

I cannot be alone in this.

This morning’s domestic chez London. The subject of discussion are the arrangements for visiting/being visited by family and friends over the festive period.

Why on earth do you think you might be alone? Women have passed that on from mother to daughter since Eve ate that bloody apple.

Mrs L: ‘I told you that an hour ago. Why have you forgotten already?’

Me: ‘I’m sorry. Sometimes we all forget stuff.’

Her: ‘You remember stuff that happened in a football game from twenty years ago. Why can’t you remember anything I say?’

Me: ‘I don’t remember half of what happened yesterday, there’s no way I remember what happened twenty years ago.’

Her: ‘You were talking to young London about the time that City needed to win and they kept playing for a draw so they got relegated.’

Me: (pause) ‘It wasn’t twenty years ago.’

Her: ‘well when was it then?’

Me: ‘twenty three.’

Her: ‘That just goes to prove you think more about football than you do about me. Football’s up here and I’m down there and it’s hurtful. Make a brew.’

Now, most of us remember Lomas taking it into the corner against the dippers when we needed a win. But who remembers who we played the week before? Or the week before that? (Apart from you, Gary.) A one off traumatic incident is going to stay in your mind for a long time, but it doesn’t mean that football is more important than your nearest and dearest.

So, gentlemen, (though a female perspective is more than welcome) why do they think we care more about football than we do about our soulmates and best friends and the mothers of our children?

 

[Dave Ewing's Back 'eader]

Ha!

See if you can guess whose friends and whose family we were talking about :)

I suspect it won't be folk turning up in City shirts!

 

[SuperstarNeilC]

I remember when I was 6 and freezing my tiny balls off at Preston North End, but I can’t remember when I last got my leg over.