Football night out
Another night out at the football to watch my team win again, that sits heavily on my shoulders as surely they will come a cropper some time soon. Realistically how long can you remain on top.
I enjoy the train trip in, the meander through to the stadium, dodging those trying to sell you something or begging you to give to some charity. The pre game drinks and catching up with friends is a bonus.
But listening to that bloody Kylie who sits behind us rabbiting on really got on my goat this time. Not her fault really, I wasn’t in the mood. I had a dynamite headache you know the type that pierces down one side of your face. Pulsating like a flipping blender.
My lower back is aching, my fault as I upped the speed on the bike, am dosed up on Ibuprofen which hasn’t helped much either. My ear plugs are planted firmly in my ears and could have touched each other inside my head had I shoved them in any harder, they dimmed her squawking for a bit.
Why don’t they give them a dry ball
Kylie made the usual stupid comments, so no surprise there, her mate asked her why they didn’t give the players a dry ball, you see it was raining. Guess she thought that might have helped, clearly not thinking that through. Wondering how long she thought that ball was going to remain dry in the rain.
I spent some time looking through my feeds on FB, for reads from writing groups and reading writing news, tips, teachings, techniques, anything for a distraction really. It helped, as then I wasn’t focused on our Kylie’s derogatory remarks about the umpires and players.
We won, so that was a bonus. Now I get to fret for another week
Then there are those that make assumptions and that just makes an ass out of them but as I am too nice to mention it to them, (or argue) I just nod my head and smile watching words (crap) flow from their gobs.
They thought as I was absorbed in my phone that I was letting everyone know where I was and what I was up to (assumptions). Which I wasn’t but I couldn’t be bothered explaining . The comment went something like this.
‘She’s too busy updating her FB telling all what she’s doing and where she is’
When nothing could be farther from the truth IDIOT!
I did no such thing!
If that someone was paying attention and actually asked what and why I would have shared that information privately.
Well not anymore, I’ll share it with you instead.