THEN: 3 yrs Glasgow Rangers..
NOW: Getting all Australian on myself!
Ok, so yep, a little self indulgent this whole blog thing can be. But I tell you it’s a whole lota fun! And if you ain’t gonna do it then I’m gettin into it for you.
Shall we take a few steps back though? Just for your sake… I don’t want to speculate but I’m gonna make a little guess that a few of you web drunks who have gone off astray from what ever you were meant to be doing and have come across Girl Meets Ball some how in cyber space will be thinking jjeeaasuss, who’s this chick and what’s she think she’s up to? WELL, I think I had best get us off to a good start and rid your mind of any of these ‘impurities’.
I’m no bandwagoning, Wallabies jersey wearing, wannabe W.A.G. - ITS ALL GENUINE HERE BABY!
It started from the comfy view of my Papa’s knee in 1993 where my family watched Australia vs Argentina in Sydney. Yep, I’m like one of those Victorian kids who was force fed Essendon until they were blindly obsessed, wearing the strip to school and all that jazz… EXCEPT for me it was the Socceroos.
TBC...