GOAL!!!

A friend of mine told me once, “you are one of those girls WE girls love to hate”. Apart from being shocked to learn that day that I was not one of “THEM”- the girls, I also wondered why THEY hated me. And the answer? “Because you watch football”!

Now maybe it’s because I am an only girl (I have no female sibling) and I was almost always with my dad and brothers. I guess that somewhere between getting tired of bribing my brothers to play ten-ten (which they never played to the end!) and the ‘let-me-just-sit-and-watch-this-since-I-have-nothing-more-interesting-to-do’, I came to love the game. You may wonder why I chose not to spend those spare moments with my mother instead. Well, my mum was usually almost always (that’s a nice way of saying ALWAYS; I am just playing safe since I expect she would read this) doing “girly” stuff like checking or cleaning her jewelry, sorting something in the kitchen and whatever else I just wasn’t in the mood for.

Now, do not get me wrong or make the wrong assumption- I had my fair share of kitchen duty. In fact, we ALL did our share of kitchen runs because my parents made sure even my brothers cooked and cleaned (and still cook and clean) just as they ensured I also knew how to use the cork and change a flat tyre - although the latter is a feat I wouldn’t be embarking on anytime soon since I’m now more ‘in touch with my feminine side. Scratch that! We aren’t just in touch, we now share an apartment. So you see, we are all well rounded. However, being a girl to me didn’t mean I had to be in diva-mode ALL the time (though I admit I was in diva mode less than I should have) so I unwound with the guys.

Quite frankly though, it is the ease you find with boys/ men that I found appealing- I didn’t have to sit a certain way (I was in denims pretty much all of the time), not shout, or laugh a certain way. What I am however unsure of is whether I got more familiar with the boy in me because I was always with the boys or whether it was the fact that my masculine side and I were buddies that made me even more comfy with the boys. Whatever the case, I always found it easier. So when most guys I meet now find out I’m into football, it comes as a bit of a surprise (remember that my feminine side and I now live together). I’m not saying, implying or even pretending that I can reel out names of footballers though o! Just love the game!

Why have I gone through this family history? Because the premiership season is upon us. And it is again ‘that time of the year’ when women may (I say ‘may’ with hesitation) obtain the silver medal (football gets gold). Here’s an idea however- instead of getting all angry and upset or left out whenever the ‘man about the house’ disappears into THAT realm, why not travel into it with him?

I’m definitely not a relationship expert and my blog is not fashioned to mould relationships as such but here is the thing- it crossed my mind that a lot of women do not look forward to the premiership season (or football in general) and I thought instead of hating that feeling, why not try to enjoy the game? Just my opinion though.

And I must make it a note to emphasize here that this advice extends to any other hobbies your friend, boyfriend, partner, spouse (or whatever they call it these days) may have. It also extends to both parties. Get involved in their hobbies…I can guaranty you wouldn’t regret it! Well, unless its golf – in that case, God help you (hey, just my opinion!) Really, what’s to lose? You may just develop an interest in it too.

I must again re-state the fact that this is not (entirely…lol) an advice on relationships. Just another way helping females not tear their hair out at one of those annoying things. So for those times when you feel alone and want to hang out, get involved in doing something he is enjoying!

…that reminds me, for those who don’t like that I watch and love football? Did I also mention I like wrestling? LOL!