My parents aren’t together anymore, but it’s always the same.
You can’t call if the footballs on, if you need a hand it has to wait until the footballs finished.
I remember being in hospital as a child and my mum getting annoyed because they didn’t discharge me in time for the match she wanted to watch, so she went home and left me in hospital to watch it and I had to wait an age to be discharged.
They both refused to meet my DD during visiting hours when she was first born and I was still in hospital with her, because of football – they then moaned because they didn’t meet her until she was 5 days old because they were working in the week (she was born on a Saturday night, so they could of come up on the Sunday but football).
I’m not allowed round to eat if footballs on as they’ll eat “late”, they won’t come to mine if there’s a match on. Their whole entire schedules are planned around matches – my mum turned down free tickets to the theatre for a show she wanted to see on Boxing Day due to football. She also refused to attend things to do with my DD, or have my DD to help me out because "football" - I'm a single parent and ask them maybe twice a year to do childcare, usually parents evenings at school as DD is not allowed to come.
My dad has admitted he loves football more than his children and grandchild.
They support different teams so I can’t keep track of whose playing when and when I am and aren’t allowed to speak to them.
I don’t dislike football, but I think life comes first. But I’m in the minority, as even my siblings are huge football fans and think it’s the be all and end all.
And they’ve started rewatching old matches now, so it’s even worse because they’ll “miss the good bits”. Both have TVs that can pause so they could if they wished, watch it later.
I know I’m probably expecting too much. I just feel left out and like I don’t understand what this huge fuss is about watching 22 grown men kick a ball around.