Women v football

According to my mum, dad only made 2 concessions before they got married.
1) Get rid of the poodles
2) I can watch Blackburn Rovers whenever.


Fair play to the guy as he was bequeathed a season ticket for Untied, which he duly gave away the following day as he said ' the bastards only go to watch the grass grow '. He did however lend me the £14 for my first season ticket in the Kippax. Cheers Dad.
 
I don't see my daughter very often but she does make sure to telephone me regularly. As a rule she will consult a fixture list with TV coverage that I send her to avoid calling when City are live. She rang one evening not awarer that City were playing a game EFL game not on my original list.
I often have the TV on mute for a spell whenever the commentator is off on a ramble or the other team have possession. I deliberately turned the sound back on so my daughter could hear the game in the background. She apologised and said she would call again the next day.
I spent the rest of the match feeling quite ashamed of putting football before my only daughter.
 
When they know football makes us happy, why do they purposefully arrange other things at the 90 mins of happiness we get? DO THEY CARE SO LITTLE ABOUT OUR HAPPINESS? The answer to that is, they assume their happiness is our happiness.
 
squirtyflower said:
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!
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And we all thought we would stay up until results from other games came in
 
I can't remember whole swaths of my life after a bang on the head so i can't help there

The first mr k was and is a dire hard blue,goes everywhere,when we got married he wore a sky blue suit

To my shame i complained when he wore the suit and when he was home from sea he was straight off to see city

So i joined him and the rest is history
 
Chris in London said:
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?
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Perhaps a pic of Mrs London would be a good idea. To add some perspective to the story, you understand?
 
Easy answer really, u can love more than one woman in a life time but only support one team.

When the kids were young I rarely went but as the kids got older I could take them to the odd game. Then to get back into it I suggested getting oldest son 1/2 season ticket for xmas meaning I had to get one as well. The rest is history. Kids all grown up and only go now and again. Me, if I said right I'm going to watch city away and going to stay over or go Wembley for the weekend she loves it. Maybe I should question why ;)
 
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