I love watching the footy. It’s my favourite kind of background entertainment for a relaxed Sunday afternoon while doing the ironing. I would LOVE to go to a game. But I must admit, I’m not an avid fan of the sport. For example, I won’t go cancelling say, a hair appointment or a trip to the dentist so I can stay at home and watch a game.
And I try not to watch it with hardcore fans, because my comments are often unwelcomed in moments of gripping football fever.
“Whoa! Look at that guy’s butt!!”
“Sheesh. Check out the muscles on his arms…”
“He’s so hot in those shorts…”
“I thought this was a family show?”
I thoroughly enjoyed watching the highlights of the Brownlow Medal, and ogling at all the beautiful people and stunning dresses.