Originally Posted by
NoParkingOnMatchDays
My wife doesn’t understand why I go to the footy every week yet still get home and watch the game a few more times on TV. She doesn’t understand when I get all excited and giggly when I see a player down the local shops. She falls to the floor and fakes unconsciousness and or death when I talk about Gia’s knee, the real meaning of Cooney’s tattoo or why I wrote to Rocket to tell him that I could help Crossy kick it at least another 3 metres with a small change in technique.
People at work looked at me a bit strangely when I mentioned that you have time off for things like having children –why couldn’t you take time off for something more important like interstate games.
I was starting to feel different, odd, a bit weird, until I stumbled across this site and found I was not alone. Unlike other clubs I’ve joined where I had to crawl around in rooms smelling of urine and vomit wearing nappies and womens underwear this place feels right.
Thanks for letting me join up.