My fellow trainer, Sylvia Guinan, made me aware of these rules that a husband has laid out for his wife to follow during the 2014 World Cup.
I think it’s a perfect continuation of my last post of being a football widow and I simply had to share the rules here. I LOVE rule no.6.
My Dear Wife
The Fifa World Cup is close by. Let me give you a few rules that will preserve your beauty.
1. The remote control belongs to me for the whole month.
2. Tell all your friends not to give birth or wed or die or whatever during the World Cup coz we won’t go.
3. You support the teams that I support.
4. No talking during the game, wait for half-time or end of the game.
5. Repeats & highlights are as good as the main match, so am gonna watch them..
6. You don’t just pass in front of the TV if i’m watching football, you better crawl on the floor.
7. Make sure you don’t ask silly questions such as; is this Chelsea versus England?
8. Smile every time EXCEPT when my team is losing.
Thank you,
Your husband.
So ladies, we have been warned. What would your response be?
Thank you to Aicha Nezzar for sharing this gem on the Facebook Group- Global English Forum.
In the meantime, here’s a fun song that’s been written by one of my readers, Libby Russell that all football widows will identify with. Enjoy! Thank you for sharing, Libby. It’s brilliant!
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wCabeF5zb4g&feature=youtu.be
Libby has posted the lyrics on her YouTube channel in the comments section, but here they are for you. There are plenty of lovely English expressions and British English slang that I’ve highlighted in bold for you. Can you guess the meaning? What does “OMG” stand for?
Lyrics
It’s the WORLD CUP, OMG!
I’ve just fallen right down to my knees
Come on England, you’ve got to win
Otherwise the blokes will summer ruin
Come on England, please don’t lose
I just can’t bear the awful moods
Oh please help me
Make it stay away
No good, I’m afraid
Here comes the day
Out come the beers
And plenty of sneers
And all his mates
Well they get in such a state
It’s the WORLD CUP, OMG!
I’ve just fallen right down to my knees
C me on England, you’ve got to win
Otherwise the blokes will summer ruin
Come on England, please don’t lose
It will be all over the news!
It’s small, it’s round
And it seems to send
All our men
Around the bend
Help me, help me
He’s turned into a beast
Shouting, swearing
As he devours a feast
It’s the WORLD CUP, OMG!
I’ve just fallen right down to my knees
Come on England, you’ve got to win
Otherwise the blokes will summer ruin
Come on England, please don’t lose
I wouldn’t want to be in your shoes!
Us poor women
Truly suffer
As he turns into
That old duffer
So I will be cheering
On our lads
Purely so my life
Won’t be quite so bad!
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It’s the WORLD CUP, OMG!
I’ve just fallen right down to my knees
Come on England, you’ve got to win
Otherwise the blokes will summer ruin
Come on England, please don’t lose
We’ll be in an awful mood…. If you do!
Copyright Libby Russell 2014
Ciao for now
Shanthi
