Wednesday, 16 September 2009

You only want the best for your Kids.

Some will have seen this story on the krackedkings forum but its one that i will remember for the rest of my life and when she grows up, i will embarrass her with it to her friends, i would have said boyfriend but as i have a shotgun by the door that just might never happen.

Its been said before you only want the best for your children and that should always be the case, i was hoping that one day if i was lucky to have kids they would grow up and one day fulfill the dream that i could never ever make happen, play for my beloved Villa.

Well once the missus found out she was pregnant i was filled that i would one day go and watch him play for villa and hopefully England. Little did i realise that he would turn out to be a she, well all was not lost they have women's football these days, and she could still turn out to one day play for England.

Sadly one day a few months ago few all those dreams out of the window.

My daughter knows my love of football and the might claret and blue and indeed if she is after something she will sit down and sing

John Carew Carew
he's bigger than me and you
he's going to score one or two
John Carew Carew

with me and cheer on the boys.

Well she asked me if she could watch Villa play and of course with this i said yes, villa were due to play Peterborough in a pre-season friendly, so i promised her we could go, every day she asked are we going tomorrow, are we going tomorrow, it's a bit like when you are in the car and they keep asking are we there yet.

Eventually the day arrived and she was excited, i looked on the net at the prices it would cost 30 to get in, it was cheaper if you stood after asking her if she wanted to stand or sit, she decided she wanted to sit and near the front. I tried my hardest to make her stand but she was having none of it, so begrudgingly i paid the extra.

I guess you never really notice the language of football fans until you are sitting next to a seven year old . While try to explain that she must not repeat any words to her mum, she enlightened me of some that even i had not heard of before, i guess they grow up fast now days. Knowing it was going to cost 30 sheets to watch the match i decided that i would take my own food for her, no i am not that tight really. While the match went on, some questions i had to answer, Don't they ever stop singing (villa fans) who were in good voice ? Whats that man doing ? A drunk fan who was swinging from bars twenty 30 foot in the air until he fell down and was carried out.

He's a fat what Daddy?
Are we winning ? after villa scored the first goal.
Are we winning ? after villa scored the second goal.
Are we winning ? after villa scored the third goal.


During the game i also got the usual why is he wearing black? The goalie wearing yellow, all questions i answer her when we have football on the TV. I also got daddy i am thirsty, after she had already drank her drink, Daddy i am hungry after she had eaten her crisps and kit Kat and various mints i had in my pocket. The trouble was she was thirsty for the whole of the second half. The seat i had paid for was now not being used as she grew restless and wanted to sit on my knee. In the end i had to bribe her to be a good girl and she would be allowed to go on the computer when we got home and play sonic the hedgehog.

Well when it came to the end and Villa had won 3-0, it was time to get picked up, she said ''it was a good game daddy did villa win.'' That just about summed it up. After getting picked up the missus asked her did you enjoy it to which she replied ''yes'' and she wants to go again.

Not bloody likely i mumbled under my breath

Not to worry the other daughter could just be the footballer in the family.

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