Things you learn from going to football matches with a 10-year-old

16 March 2017 12:30
When my son agreed to come and watch Queen of the South with me it was one of those skip-down-the-street-when-you-think-nobody-is-looking momentsBy Giancarlo Rinaldi for Nutmeg magazine, part of the Guardian Sport NetworkIt felt like a curious kind of courtship. Instead of flowers and chocolates and a romantic dinner, I offered a pie, a match programme and a freezing cold Saturday afternoon. I had been trying to convince my son for a couple of years before he finally agreed to come to watch the football with me on a regular basis. I attempted to act like it did not matter but, deep down, I was hurt every time he rejected my offers. But, when he finally said yes, it was definitely one of those skip-down-the-street-when-you-think-nobody-is-looking moments. If I had been in an old Hollywood movie, I would have put my hat on at a jaunty angle, maybe pulled up the collar on my coat and probably given a knowing nod skywards in appreciation. La La Land meets the lower leagues of Scottish football. Related: Away days: on the road to Ayr United with Hibs fans Related: It sounds vindictive but relegating your rivals can be as good as winning a trophy Continue readingreadfullarticle

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