I went to my third Rugby Match on Sunday at Headingly in Leeds to watch a cup match. It was a lovely day, the atmosphere was good and friendly but I was in a dilemma. Can I put aside 40 years of prejudice against Leeds and support them against the team I appear to be supporting by proxy?
It's like this. My girlfriend, Christine, and most of her family are huge rugby fans and season ticket holders. Unfortunately they all suffer from the same birth defect, they were born in Wigan in Greater Manchestershire (Or Lancashire depending on which side of Christine's village you're on). Now as you're aware if you're from The Gods Own County, Lancashire and Manchestershire are on the wrong side of the Pennines. Still, when it comes to a Bradfordian supporting a Leeds team the wrong side of the Pennines looks more tempting. I decided to take the easy route as I was stood in the Wigan Warriors end and cheer Wigan on. This meant they lost as The Gods were punishing them for my betrayal of Their County. Sorry about that Wigan.
So that's three games attended by me. Two defeats for Wigan and one win when the Wakefield side drowned in the monsoon like conditions. I just hope nobody notices the Yorkshireman amongst them and hangs a ring of sprout pies around my neck as punishment. :-)
0 comments:
Post a Comment