SO anyway

SO anyway...

I started football on Monday. Picture this: I drive into the footy ground and start up a few conversations, then Morgs walks past and says hi (which was fine)... he then proceeded to very obviously look me up and down, smile and walk off. It really shitted me. If he was going to check me out he could have at least done it in a subtle way. Welcome to the land of football.

SO anyway...

I walk into the rooms and miraculously Bazza walks in and says "Ohh, I'm feeling so sore from work, do you mind giving me a back rub?" I roll my eyes, give him shit for it and oblige (after all, it's what I'm paid for). I have a few conversations that were good value, it turns out that not all footballers are thugs. Although this is the general rule to go by.

SO anyway...

Then COREY enters the rooms. This is what I was least expecting. After a casual chat, he proceeds to (in front of his mates) try to embarrass me. "Why didn't you call me?" "Been to the beach, hey? Doesn't look like it *compares his arm to mine*..." Farrk he annoyed me. It's like I'm his little object and I'll just collapse at my knees every time he talks to me, regardless of what he says. I guess this sort of arrogance comes hand in hand with a career like modelling.

Lucky I retaliated with a few good comebacks and after about 10 mins we separated with his last words being "bitch!". He's really good with the flattery.

I hate football.