As
you can imagine football is currently on the TV in our house on a continuous
loop and if I want to watch anything these days I’m relegated to the dining
room.
I
have so far failed to generate much enthusiasm for the World Cup. Perhaps I am all footballed out from a season
of watching the boys play. Or perhaps
it’s because the England team failed to ignite any enthusiasm in the friendly
games in the run up to it all kicking off. (Is that treason? Will I soon hear a knock at the door and be
taken away to have my head chopped off?)
I
usually only watch the England games during the first round but on Saturday
night I fell asleep half way through – I do blame that on the lateness of the
hour though and the fact that I had been to a barbeque and had partaken in a
few glasses of wine!
On
Thursday we will all be watching the game in our local village club. It’s a
great atmosphere for all the family and if the football proves too dire I can
always have a chat with my friends (as long as we are not shushed by the
men). I am hoping it will be edge of our
seats stuff and that we get the right result – well you can live in hope can’t
you?
The
other week we had our own football celebrations to mark the end of the season
for the boys. They each received a
trophy and my youngest also received one for the most improved player in his
team. It fair brought a tear to my eye.
On
Sunday we have an all-day tournament to attend (joy!), so you see my cup
runneth over with football. What it is
to be the only female in a male dominated household!
That's funny, Linda - I fell asleep during that match too!
ReplyDeleteAll that build up and we're out already. What a shame.
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