Sunday, August 15, 2010

I Become a Widow Today

to this.

Yes my friends, the English Premiere League season began today.  And my hubby has disappeared in a cloud of anticipation and giddy-schoolgirl excitement.  He is down at an Irish Pub with friends watching the game as I type this.  He left the house at 8:30 am to get down there.  Isn't there something wrong with hitting the bar at 8:30 am.....on a Sunday?  Oh dear.  I have a whole season ahead of me.

A season filled with "don't touch my dvr, it's set for a game." and "you can't wear red today Becca, you'll jinx my team."  

A season filled with endless facebook posts about Inter Milan, Benetiz and YNWA!!! And the sad thing is...most of his friends have no idea what he is posting about.

A season filled with very manly yells and screams coming from the man cave when Liverpool scores.

A season filled with me trying to be interested faking it in a conversation about the league.

And a season filled with me. Alone in the evenings. While hubby is upstairs watching a game.  oh, boo-hoo right??  Nope, I love having a little tv time to myself....but shhhh don't tell him that.

I have written in the past about the obscene number of jerseys this man has.  It has gotten worse.

the man has 18 soccer jerseys.  
and 8.  EIGHT. are from the same team.
home jersey.
 away jersey.
 Torres' home.
 Gerrard away.
  practice jersey.
 new home jersey.
  old away with stain on the front so I got a new away jersey.
And he is getting more from a friend who is on holiday in England this month!!
I mean seriously, how many jerseys does one guy need of the same thing????

I honestly thought this was a fleeting thing.  This obsession with Liverpool soccer would be a flash in the pan and he'd move on to something else. But then he came home with this last Spring:
AWK!!  What happens when he's over it????
Doesn't he know that it's permanent????

I want to bond with him over something he likes.  I try to be interested in watching the game.  This summer, I attempted to stay up-to-date with all the World Cup happenings.  But I fail miserably.  I just can't fake it.  I understand the general concept of soccer but some of the rules confuse me (after 5 years, I still can't see when they are "off-sides").  And if I try to act like I know what I am talking about, he gets me every time.  

So, I am resigned to the fact that I am a soccer widow.  I can accept it. I just need to find my own thing to make him a widower......can I be obsessed with the spa?


Mocha with Linda said...

Bless your heart. Sounds like he's crossed the line from enjoyment to obsession. Hope you find some fun things to do for yourself!

Connie W said...

I feel your pain....since the first Bronco Pre-Season Game was today. (they are losing!!)

I've decided to learn the game and watch this year.

Lord help us.

Lyndsay said...

Funny how the world changes it axis of rotation during sports seasons huh? Good luck finding your new obsession, the possibilities are endless!!

He & Me + 3 said...

OmGosh that is too funny. I love soccer, but I am still don't understand it all either. I will join you at the spa.

Kelli said...

Yes you can be obsessed with the spa. This post is hilarious...

Amanda said...

Wow he is a hardcore fan! The tattoo...I am a Man Utd fan....wait for it, he will want to go to a game next! Now another trip to England would be nice huh?

Miller Racing Family said...

Girl this was to funny. But I totally understand what you mean, the same thing happens when race season starts. I am a widow when Donnie hits the garage. I think Donnie could possible have every racing t-shirt. I gues we have to love their hobbies as well.
Have a great Monday!

Vivienne said...

As long as your shoe collection rivals his jersey collection (and they aren't invading YOUR half of the closet) don't worry too much. (You DO have veto power if you're, you know, going out in public though, right?)

Yes, become a spa enthusiast. Tell him that the different facials, mani-pedis, etc are like temporary tattoos....

Shawn said...

You poor thing, I feel your pain. My husband loves football and baseball.

I swear if I have to watch one more Rays game or act thrilled to go sit and watch another in person I'm gonna loose it! And tell me please why is baseball season so freaking long? Seriously, enough is enough!

Charon Benton said...

Feeling your pain, sister. It's football season here for the Gators, LOL

Keri said...

So apparently this is all the rage here in Singapore.....and I am supposed to be investing in this because American football is next to impossible to get. I just don't know that I can do it.......I will try, but I may need some lessons from Matt!

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