Last night I went around to a friend’s place to watch the Socceroos v Oman game, another one of the world cup qualifying matches. It was an entertaining game with some great saves and goals, and we ended up winning 3-0. Can’t complain about that!
C came around to watch it as well, and at the end of the night you could tell he was slightly relieved it was over. He absolutely loves his sports, but I think if there was something else on offer to do that evening he may very well have done that instead. He hasn’t quite fallen for the game yet, but that’s fine. I’m not going to push it on him, and I’m happy to go to the games with my friends that enjoy it. I have to give him props for trying though. I do hope that my love for the sport will rub off on him eventually, and I know that if my team got into the finals he wouldn’t hesitate in coming to that; during the season I don’t think he’s all that keen. It’s also a bonus that the soccer season is on during the NRL off-season, otherwise I wouldn’t have a hope in hell of getting him to watch anything other than handegg.

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He also doesn’t understand how I can talk or use my phone during the game and not miss anything that’s going on. He’s certain that I’m not watching it, but every time he’s asked me what just happened I haven’t been wrong (the moment will come, I’m sure). I guess he hasn’t figured out just how good I can be at multi-tasking when the situation calls for it
One day he’ll understand how amazing women are.
