I love my family. Two beautiful daughters. Both outstanding players and fans of the game, except one loves Manchester United, and the other loves Chelsea. I could blame their mother, my ex-wife, but she too is a Liverpool fan. So where did a doting father and die hard Red go wrong.
I let them watch television.
I let them see other teams play, I let them see Edwin Van Der Sar (one daughter is a goal keeper), and the other one thought Joe Cole was "hot". Try as I might I couldn't convince them to see Reina and Craig Bellamy and Robbie Fowler and Grobellar in the same light.
The up side is, and there is an upside, is that at least four times per season we all sit together and watch a game and scream and shout for "our boys" and for the bragging rights for the season. Now I haven't had as much to brag about the last few years, but it's going to change. Unfortunately not before my eldest moves away to study engineering (Chelsea fan) leaving me with my youngest one ( and massive Manc fan) and all the grief I anticipate from another massive Man U season. Things go just too fast. I'll miss her, and her taunts about how good those Chelsea b*****ds are.
I guess I need to find someone who likes Chelsea to watch the games with.
Enjoy University.
You'll Never Walk Alone.
Even if you are a Chelsea fan
Hal White
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