Dear Diary,
Yesterday, I went to the Emirates Stadium to watch my beloved Liverpol Football team take on Arsenal. My husband, an Arsenal fan, sat at one end of he ground as I sat at the other. The game was a draw. I left the stadium singing and dancing. He left moaning and grumbling.
Whilst I do understand that the result for Arsenal yesterday was poor, I do not understand why men have to be so melodramatic over a game of football. I totally believe in being passionate and support my football team with great passion, but I won’t let a result be the be all and end all of everything.
I know this goes on in many households so I do wonder, are men sore losers or are women just not as passionate supporters as their male counterparts?
I like to think that women handle losing better. We are able to handle knock backs and “getting on with it” just comes to us naturally. I was accused of not being a proper supporter and that I didn’t care about my team as much as he did. I walked down the aisle to “You will never walk alone” and had the Liverbird as my mendhi on my legs! That’s dedication.
This maybe an over generalisation, but the more I go to football games, the more convinced I am that men really need to grow up.
Bunty