Not a Football Fanatic
Before I get into this post, I have to make one thing clear, no I am not gay. That is not to say that I have anything against the gay community.. some of my best friends and coworkers are gay. It’s just that I’m not. Can I prove it I hear you say. Well I hate Abba, refuse to watch Sex and the City (TV or movies) and I don’t like Glee. O.K. scratch the last one, I like Glee, it’s quite good, but that doesn’t prove anything. My brother likes Glee and during World Cup season you can’t get a word from him. So now that we have cleared that up let me explain that I have nothing against the game of football, I actually like it, but I get easily bored. 90 minutes with much too little actual is too much for much for me. So I don’t stay up all night and pull out my hair when the team I’m rooting for loses and I don’t break furniture everytime the stupid goalie of mine lets through a ball which even a three year old kindergarten kid could have stopped with one hand his back. So you see there are men out there who aren’t gay but are not great football fans. I know I’ve had to hide this blemish to my personality for many years so as to fit in. But now I’m not afraid anymore. I’m sick of having to read the sports pages in the morning so that I can converse with my peers at work who are too pissed from the previous night to notice anyway. So what if I have to drink my coffee alone. I hereby proudly declare that I am a proud honorable member of the Gwafos (guys who aren’t fond of soccer) Society. So there. So leave me alone already. While I’ve been writing this ridiculous post America has equalled England and it’s now one all with 40 minutes still to go.
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