Some people, particularly my girlfriend continue to suggest that I need to ‘get a life’, well maybe she’s right, although my quick response never changes ‘football is my life’. Many of us live and breathe football. Often enough our work and family lives revolve around our beloved game for nine months solid each season.
I suppose that the Russia 2018 is at least one shining light throughout the summer months this year, I do love a World Cup, who doesn’t? However, I hate to say it but I just simply can’t get excited about what seems like forever underachieving English national side. In fact, not since 1996 have I had any ambitious feelings towards my footballing nation in a major tournament.
Having supported the Owls and followed the game intensely since 1990, I still find it difficult to adapt to life without football during the summer months. Even the idea of friendly fixtures are simply uninspiring despite being a taster of what's to come.
Each week I have to remind myself that the regular season is over, it’s a strange feeling and often puts a slight dampener on my day.
Don’t get me wrong, I’m all for spending time with friends and family, it’s is however, more often than not it is football that brings us together. If I don’t have a match-day ticket, I’ll be watching on TV or finding a pub to have a ‘day session', often using Jeff Stelling and Soccer Saturday as an excuse.
In the mean time, I guess I’ll have to accept the proposal of going on these uneventful walks around my village with my family. Great!