17th March 2024
More time to spend with the family, this time my eldest son Damian and his family,
I had to time my arrival because he was at football practice with his son Ethan.
As it happened I got there just before them.
Football is the latest obsession with my Grandson, he was dressed in the strip of Wolverhampton wanderers. What was also happening was Wolves with playing Coventry in the FA cup that afternoon, and it was on television. Damian had to take his Maybac to get a tyre replaced, the victim of a deep pothole.
I was coerced into playing football with Ethan in the garden until the actual match started.
I hadn’t watched a football match for ages, everything went well until Coventry scored. It was like the end of the world, there was tears and hysteria, Ethan could not accept that his team was losing, and dispite trying to explain that losing is part of football. We managed to stop him throwing the remote control at the screen, then he stormed off to play football in the garden.
I was able to coax him back when Wolves got a free kick just outside the penalty area.
This calmed him down a bit, until his team scored to equal the match. When his team scored again he was flying high again.
The room was a pressure pot, tensions were high, and then Wolves scored again. Ethan had a beaming smile which disappeared when Coventry scored again. Everything looked certain to end in a draw, and then extra time had to be played. In the dying minutes Coventry scored again causing even more tears and tantrums. It was a reminder that I didn’t want to be a father again.