#2 when they start with the questions

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ow. this is so typical. a girl likes football and the questions start raining over her.

'which club do you like?'
'what's your favourite player?'
'how do you spell bastian's name?'
'how to you pronounce 'neuer'?'
'who won copa libertadores in 1991?'
'what is a hat trick?'
'do you even know who leo messi is?'
'if i say el niño, of which player i am talking about?'
'is there a club called 'independiente rivadavia'?'
'how to you kick a football?'
'what happens if a goalkeeper uses his hands when a teammate passes him the ball?'
'are you ok?'
'is messi the best? yes he is, i don't even know why im asking that'

and a lot of questions. God, the damn questions. sometimes you know the answer and you reply so fast, but then they come with something like 'who was the goalkeeper of napoli and how old was he when they won the coppa italia on 1961-62 season?'. c'mon, my dad doesn't even know who antoine griezmann is and i must know the answer of that question!

sometimes im so scared of people asking me about football and not knowing the answers, that i do quizzes, just to be more confident the next time i have to say i like football.

i'll never get why i have to know every players name to show i like football, or every manager a club has had... or even name every president. look. i can name every football player of barcelona, i can name every football player who left barcelona last season, and i can name every manager they have had, but i don't wanna freaking tell you. that's simple.

when you say 'oh i like this movie' i don't start saying 'IF YOU LIKE IT SO MUCH THEN TELL ME WHO WROTE THE SCRIPT, THE NAME OF ALL THE ACTORS, THE DIRECTOR AND EVERY FREAKING PRODUCER OF EVERY FREAKING SCENE'. i'd probably kill myself before doing that lmao.

when i liked justin bieber, i used to know at what time he was born... 12:56am? maybe? and i really regret using my brain to remember all that crap. i don't need to tell you who is higuain's cousin so you know im really into football.

my situation: there's this guy who also likes fcb and probably thinks i like it because he does lol. when i told him i like barcelona, he always showed me pics of some ex- barça players, and once... just one, i didn't know who the fuck he was showing me. i just said 'i've seen him but no idea what his name is', he looked at me like 'ok, im going to act like i believe what you just said'. i really regret not saying the truth in that situation and just scream on his face 'i hAVE NO FUXKING IDEA'.

situation i: nerea, again, was playing fifa once with his bf, again, and she chose corinthians. and here he came with his damn questions. 'do you even know who's the goalkeeper of that club?' and she said 'no, why would i'
'why did you choose it then?'
'because i've seen them playing and they are good'
'oh so you went to brazil and watch a match of a club you don't really know'
'no, because i know the club and no because i didn't do that'
'name three players'
and that's when she left her own house because she got tired of that questions.

girls, don't let questions define how fan are you. you can be a fan since you were born or since yesterday, but that doesn't matter. what matters is how cute marco reus' hair is.

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⏰ Last updated: Feb 25, 2017 ⏰

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