Second 'Men!' post
Me to R: Don't watch football. Come, let's have a meaningful conversation. Lets read poetry to each other.
R: Not watch the MATCH? Crazy or what?
Me: What will happen if you don't watch the match one day? Bloody silly game, 22 grown-up men pushing a ball around with the poor referee running like headless chicken risking his life. Anyway half the time these guys are rolling about on the ground clutching various body parts and groaning. Bloody uncivilised.
R: (Shocked silence)
Me: And anyway you fall asleep in front of the TV. You watch it only so you can talk to your colleagues about it.
R (acknowledging a hit): Well, even if it were so, you would still have to watch it no?
Me: WHY?? Why can't you tell them you don't watch it, that you don't like it?
R: Are you mad? That's like admitting you are impotent.