Today was a big day for my Daddy. He played in his first football game in about a year having had some time out. Luckily for me, it meant that I got to see my Daddy in action.
My Daddy is a huge football fan and supports Manchester United. He often sits with me and tells me about his footballing days and the Cups that he has played in. This football game that Daddy tells me of sounds like fun.
Daddy promises that one day, when I am a little bigger, that he will teach me to play. He bought me my first football last week.
He also promised that he would be the first to take me to a football match. That day came sooner than he thought and it turned out that he would be playing in it.
Daddy’s team, Burghclere FC, was playing away to Hungerford Town FC so we left early so that he could warm-up. Mummy and me took our seat in the stand (along with the endless junk we usually transport around with us) and waited for Daddy to make his appearance.
Daddy must have been excited as he was playing in Red, his favourite kit colour. Hopefully, it would turn out to be his lucky colour too.
The game was soon underway and Mummy was taking it all too seriously. One day, I will understand that football is the most important deal in the world but for today, I decided that I would just sleep instead, which saw me through to the second half’s kick-off.
Daddy was looking cool and I’m sure I see my Mummy swoon a little. Yuk! And where was this half-time burger and beer he had told me all about? I had obviously missed it.
To show my frustration, I farted and filled my nappy within about 20-minutes of the second half starting and so Mummy took me off to change my nappy. That’ll teach her.
Mummy had found an empty stand to change my bum for quickness when we heard, ‘oohhhhh – unlucky Trevor’ from the supporting crowd. Daddy had hit a volley which almost obliterated the crossbar. Just as well he had missed because that would have made Mummy sad as she is yet to see Daddy score.
Things began to get serious with 15-minutes to go. HFC had scored to take the game to 5-4, they only needed to score one more in order to equalise. To make matters worse I wanted my bottle so made my voice known. Mummy made my milk quick fast.
For the last 5-minutes, Mummy managed to watch some of the game whilst I drank my milk. Daddy’s team scored and the whistle blew for full-time. Daddy’s team had won 6-4!
Everyone shook hands and then Daddy came over for cuddles. He was a bit sweaty but I didn’t mind because it was official, my Daddy was a legend even if he was a bit more red-in-the-face than usual. I took daddy for a celebratory drink at the Club House.
Yes! My Daddy is a footballing legend and I am proud to be his son.
Captain Jack
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I love this post! So funny the part about filling his nappy.. it made me crack up laughing. my father was a great footballer and I played football for many years in my teenage years. In fact i went pretty far but then gave it up to focus on uni…but i loved playing the sport and miss it!
Angela from http://www.daysinbed.com
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Thanks for visiting our post Angela 🙂 Poor boy didn’t know what he was missing 🙂 xx
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What a lovely tale about watching your daddy play 🙂 thanks for linking it to #dadpostoftheweek 🙂
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Thanks Ashley. It was a big day for us all :). Thanks for having us at #DadPostOfTheWeek
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Ha ha! This post is brilliant. Your daddy is definitely a footballing legend. And it must have been amazing that your first football match was to see your daddy play. And he won! Thanks for linking up to #SundaysStars. Hugs Mrs H xxx
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Thank you Mrs H, we’re glad you liked it 🙂 thanks for visiting our blog xx
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So cute! Once, one of my twins kicked Daddy when she was still in utero. His immediate reaction was to say, “She’s going to be a soccer player.” Football isn’t as big in the US as it is every other country, but he’s a fan.
Thanks for linking with #TwinklyTuesday.
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I think every footy fan dreams of that big day with their boy 🙂 Thanks for visiting our post xx
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Actually, mine are girls. In the US, football is more of a girl sport, although it’s slowly catching on.
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Let’s hope he never stumbles upon anybody on Twitter perving over his Daddy 😉 hehe.
He’s such a cutie, I’m sure it won’t be long til it’s Daddy watching him!
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haha – that still makes me chuckle! mega fail 🙂 Yep, he’ll be in footy boots before we know it and i’ll be the psycho mum on the sidelines. xx
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Aw bless him, glad he kind of enjoyed his first football match Lisa! 😉 Thanks for linking up to #PicknMix lovely
Stevie xx
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haha – Trev will have to try harder to impress next time 😉 xx
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Aww lovely! It looks like you guys had a great day. Well done daddy! #picknmix
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Yep, although I think I enjoyed watching Daddy more than Jack. 🙂 Thanks for visiting our post x
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Oh, that’s darling. Love the picture of him with the football and the flat cap: so adorable. #twinklytuesday
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Thank you. He looks so cheeky doesn’t he and he is! Thanks for visiting xx
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Looks like you had a fab time and I love the hat very cool!! #sundaystars
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Thanks for visiting our blog Zoe and for taking the time to comment xx
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