When I met my now husband 13 years ago, he was a keen footballer - passionate, dedicated and physically fit - all traits that I found attractive. I also knew he supported a team and enjoyed watching football, ANY football!
When our eldest son became a toddler, we agreed football was taking up too much time away from family time and he ‘retired’ from football.
Fast forward 8 years, I now have a little-mini husband also completely addicted to football. I absolutely love watching him play, he’s very talented and passionate and is developing a great sense of self and I can see the many benefits.
But my word, it has been wall-to-wall football in my house this weekend!!!
The early game, the 3pm game, the late game, the highlights, Match of the Day, phone pinging with updates plus multiple Fantasy Football league WhatsApp groups pinging away. What happened to 3-5 on a Saturday?! Have generally felt miserable and lonely today and it’s only the second week!! Anybody else go through this? Prehaps it’s just the heat making me irritable!!