Love with football
I’ve fallen back in love with football, I had a spell of tolerating it, watching it for the sake of it. This sounds odd, why watch it if I no longer love it? Habit I guess, what else is there to watch on a Sunday?
But I tell you what has made me love it again, look forward to watching a match. Its going to watch Cambridge United, almost every home game this season, with my mates. It is pretty much the most fun I can have, it doesn’t matter what quality the game being played is like, I know I am going to have fun. Be it us playing Cheltenham on a bloody windy Tuesday night night in October, Manchester United on a freezing cold Friday night in January or watching them beat Gateshead in the play off final on a lovely warm weekend in May.
I know I am going to have fun because we have a laugh, the three of us chat about the game, chat about anything, chat crap, take the piss out of each other, always light hearted, rarely serious. I know it sounds weird, but looking forward to the chats has given me a new habit, football in the background while we chat, only the game is live, not on tv, but I’m there, ha.