- Top of the list, and regardless of what some people say (you know who you are) I will not get emotional about fantasy football. It is not healthy. I define Emotional* as the following:
- Annoyed when I’m not top of the league
- Irritable when other people’s players score and mine don’t
- Angry when my players receive any type of card
- Frustrated when I am unable to predict the correct captain
- Upset when a player of mine gets injured and goes off at the 58th minute.
- Saying ridiculous things like "It’s not fair, if it hadn’t snowed I’d have got way more points." Of course it’s fair - it’s a competition.
*Tears of joy are of course, acceptable. - I will no longer watch Soccer Saturday. Since the season began I estimate that I have spent at least eight hours of my life watching Chris Kamara with his matching moustache / headphones and waiting with baited breath for the rare highlight that is Jeff Stelling bringing out his James Brown miniature. No more.
- Pretending to buy The Sun for ‘football research’. I will come clean and admit that I buy it for Dear Deidre. In the same way that Jeremy Kyle cheers me up, so does the relief that comes when I realise my life is not complicated by the fact that I am in love with my boss/teacher/bus driver who, in a cruel twist of fate, is actually my half brother/cousin or not a boss/teacher/bus driver at all.
- La Liga has been banned by my husband. Not a resolution but a rule that I need to observe. No watching Barcelona on a Tuesday night. (I think this is just a tiny bit cruel - who wouldn’t want to watch Barcelona?). Think husband is demonstrating bizarre behaviour (perhaps he is jealous of Football?) but will respect his wish.
- Let sleeping Football Mentors lie. Lie in that is. No phoning them on Saturday mornings with unless they indicate they are available and willing to actively participate in A bit of skirt team and captain selection.
- Jamie Redknapp. There is an inexplicable crush forming here which I need to sort out. Worryingly, he is growing on me - like his trousers, which must grow from his legs rather than be put on manually.
- Put it down... The Blackberry. There is no need to keep track of my scores throughout Saturday and Sunday. This is abnormal and slightly obsessive. I will wait until the league tables are updated at the start of the week before checking my progress.
- Come up with ideas to market ‘A bit of skirt’. Having recently purchased the domain name ‘abitofskirt.co.uk’ there must be something entrepreneurial I can do here, Football related or not. Ideas on a postcard and no naughty ones please.
- Not mention Football when I meet people for the first time. Last week, a colleague I’d met a few weeks earlier for the first time sent me a serious, business-related email. Before he got on to the business part, he asked how my team was doing and recommended that I buy Lampard before he got too expensive. Not sure if this is the way I want to be remembered.
- And finally, drum roll please, my final resolution is of course, to do all I can to win the office fantasy football league whilst observing resolutions 1-9 above. I pledge now that any money I win along the way* will go to The Justin Campaign, a charity founded in memory of Justin Fashanu that aims to end homophobia in the beautiful game.
*Having not won any money thus far, and looking highly unlikely for manager of the month prize anytime soon, I will of course make a donation at the end of the season regardless.
Love it. I shall enjoy watching you stick to these resolutions!
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