Football Crazy....

I just had a 2 hour phone call with M.
Its becoming a weekly occurance actually...

She has to give me a blow by blow account of what went on at the AFC match, and then repeat everything that happened on Friday at football even though I was there, just so we can relive the magical moment.

She has had huge obsessive crushes on 2 out of our 3 football coaches.

I spose I should be glad really, coz I thought she'd never get over Paul (Smith)... But now that he's gone back to university to finish his course on sports science, and we have Wes (Daly) now.

She is still trying to figure out which one she likes most. Even though I know full well that she's totally crazy about Paul. (Or Pauli as she calls him. I think that makes him sound like a camp parrot...).

She's mad.... totally mad. But she said I can get her treatment for Christmas. Then she changed her mind and said she wants Paul. (See...?! Progression followed by immediate regression... I do my best for her though...)


She got her Paul Smith (designer, not AFC goalie this time) top, and her grandma kept asking if she could "Tidy up the hem" or "Level out the bottom" because "It looks as though a child made it".
M got really upset (understandably?) because, "Its a Paul Smith shirt!!! It's meant to look like that!!! Its called 'Child Play' or something like that..."
I dont think his clothes are all that amazing tbh... definitely not worth what he charges for them. And, as you can see, he looks a lot like Einstein!!!