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Tis the season (footy season)

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Another footy season has begun and for us Melbourne supporters, another long year lies ahead with very little chance of any movement up the ladder. However tonight’s post is not about my lament at being stuck as dees man, it’s about how I watch footy has changed for good since becoming a parent.

Footy has always been a stress reliever and an escape, an opportunity for me to take out my weekly frustrations and for 2 hours be able to ride a roller coaster with my team. I have had my games where the passion and excitement has overtaken my judgement and I have yelled, whinged, booed, slammed the seats, questioned the ability of opposition players and umpires, walked out in a huff, jumped around, cried (usually an outlet for emotions relating to other stuff), hugged my dad (I loved giving my dad a hug at the footy) and in my greatest after match lead the packed bar in a rendition of Grand Old Flag.

Now, however it’s a whole new ball game (like what I did there). Yes, I have a very impressionable toddler that I am indoctrinating sorry taking to the footy. My parenting instinct has taken over from my footy fan instincts. They must be stronger, but only just.

I now find myself wanting to set a good example and teach her the right way to barrack for her team. This includes abusing the umps although I am yet to perfect this. I do try and limit it to you white maggot. If she ever asks me what I am saying I will say they are white magnets.

When I took her to the footy last year I got so frustrated that I yelled out “Stop bloody falling over Melbourne”. Five minutes later I heard “Stop falling over Melbourne”. Something that she now identifies with the Dees, probably not that far from the truth but that is not the point.

I try and filter my language too; gosh she hears a fair bit of bad stuff already at the footy. Today it was dickhead, shut up and booing of the dees at ¾ time. She joined in and booed her heart out and then I had to explain to her that 20,000 supporters were being naughty and you shouldn’t boo unless of course you are playing against the pies and all bets are off.

Last modified on Sunday, 31 March 2013 20:53

6 comments

  • Comment Link Elise Friday, 05 April 2013 13:10 posted by Elise

    Bah, football season, It takes over my house and all weekend TV (weekend starting Thursday and finishing Monday these days). Love that you are taking her with you, my daughters love going to the footy with their Dad and playing around on the hill in good weather, the stands in bad.

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  • Comment Link salz Tuesday, 02 April 2013 16:41 posted by salz

    So haven't been into footy since my team sux. they lost yesterday 50-0 wtf. not the team i used to root for back in the 90's.

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  • Comment Link Twitchy Monday, 01 April 2013 21:32 posted by Twitchy

    My Mr took the boy to the footy today. Two malefolk could hardly be more different, the boy goes with his gaming console to be with his dad; Dad takes him because... it's the right thing to do. They are both over it long before the end. Annual tradition, bless 'em.

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  • Comment Link Tina Monday, 01 April 2013 10:08 posted by Tina

    And of course, I meant wankers and not wanders. My phone must be a Man U supporter.

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  • Comment Link Tina Monday, 01 April 2013 10:05 posted by Tina

    I remember a time when Miss Annabelle was about three, and she told my Manchester loving cousin that Man U were a bunch of wanders. Miss Annabelle doesn't watch soccer with her dad any more.

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  • Comment Link Karen Reid Sunday, 31 March 2013 21:33 posted by Karen Reid

    Think that's where you have have to say, 'they are daddy words sweetheart don't tell your mother'

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