Last night I had the pleasure of attending my first ever football game WHILST being served a wonderful three course dinner with wine. G texted me during the day asking if I wanted to come to a game in west london and I immediately asked “will there be food? is it outside? It’s pretty cold outside you know” and he reassured me that I would be fed and warm. How could I possibly say no to that? If all football games were experienced like this I’d go all the time! The crowd, game.. It was actually a lot more exciting than I thought it would be.
Unfortunately the team I was told to cheer on (QPR) lost.. Oh well!