Love on the Touchline  

TheQuietGuy2005 54M
3484 posts
9/18/2005 8:03 am

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Love on the Touchline

Sounds like a good title for one of those romantic novels, doesn't it?

Quiet was a football fan from the wrong side of the tracks. Noreen, daughter and sole heiress of the Humboldt-Leichtenstein sex-toy empire, was into horse-riding, cross-stich and bondage. They met on the sidelines of a rugby union match and their lives would never be the same again.

Would love and rugby bridge the gap between their two worlds? Would the miserly Heinrich Humboldt-Liechtenstein ever accept the impoverished Quiet as a suitor for his daughter's hand? Would Quiet's son ever get a try?

Yes, dear reader, it's that time of year again where semi-willing children get dragged out on Sunday mornings to play winter sports. Son of Quiet has started playing for the local rugby club and today was the first proper match so I went along to support him. Naturally it had to be the coldest Sunday morning for months ...

The match was actually quite entertaining and Son of Quiet acquitted himself well too. As the match proceeded, though, I couldn't help noticing the surprisingly high number of women there. And they were there for show, dear reader: I would have more easily have believed they were going partying than standing around in what was effectively a large and potentially muddy field.

Had I not been the fine, upstanding gentleman that I am {ahem} it could quite easily have turned my head; not love on the touchline, maybe, but definite potential for lust! There was, indeed, one particular young lady ... {pause for dreams}

Of course, the women had arrived as part of couples supporting a son or sons. Shame, I thought. But it occurred to me that, just as I was there with Mum of Son of Quiet putting on a united front, so might some of the others - after all, with a divorce rate higher than 1 in 3, the odds were on my side.

As I wandered around I did a little surreptitious checking and, indeed, some of the attractive mothers were attached to rather attractive left hands (ie, ones without wedding rings on). Now I know that's not proof of anything but - tell the truth, lads - we all do it as a kind of first estimate.

Now it's traditional that when the season gets properly underway, the turnout lessens; both parents generally don't turn up every week. And the next couple of Sundays I shall be taking Son of Quiet alone. And I can't help wondering if any of those attractive hands will be bringing their owners along ...

Me being me, the chances of me doing anything about it are somewhere between vanishingly small and zero ... but it's a nice thought nonetheless

High point of the morning though? Well, I did have a bacon sandwich from the clubhouse for breakfast!


rm_FreeLove999 46F
16127 posts
9/18/2005 2:35 pm

and if you are wearing a wedding ring it also doesn't automatically mean you are not available either. i wear mine when i feel like it... and try to remember to wear it if my mother in law is coming round as she asks where it is if i don't have it on...

[blog freelove999]

brightblonde3 58F

9/18/2005 3:45 pm

Rub a little yarg behind yur ears.

aka Helpful Hannah

bella_ 47F
4030 posts
9/18/2005 8:08 pm

i could go for a sandwich right now.

TheQuietGuy2005 54M
2386 posts
9/18/2005 9:10 pm

FreeLove ... Oh I know - it's a minefield out there! But, as I said, it's a first estimate - it lets us poor guys eliminate those women who are married (or who want us to think they are married).

BB3 ... Really? I always thought that the delicate aroma of gorgonzola was the recommended parfum de fromage!

rm_dizzyandfun 48F
752 posts
9/19/2005 8:01 am

Qqqqqqqqqq.....why automatically assume your chances are near zero?? Jeez. Get out there and ...emmm...invite em to a bacon butty LOL. Or something. Maybe you ll score your own try....

Diz xx xx

brightblonde3 58F

9/19/2005 8:46 am

Q, if you don't stop with those G-spot words...ginger nuts...gorgonzola...there will be a price to pay.


AlbertPrince 57M

9/19/2005 8:54 am

TQ - get the job of going round with the raffle tickets, that way you have an excuse to speak to everyone. After that it's up to you to overcome your shyness and come up with an incredible chat up line. *feels a new blog coming on*

TheQuietGuy2005 54M
2386 posts
9/19/2005 9:20 pm

Dizzy ... I didn't say my chances were near to zero; I said the chance of me trying my luck was near to zero!

Al ... Raffle tickets? On a cold Sunday morning? You and I must be thinking of different rugby clubs! Point taken, nonetheless

BB3 ... Good grief! I knew words had power but ... Tell me though, ma'am: just what is the price? I'm hoping to enjoy paying

rm_EE407 41F
3903 posts
9/19/2005 11:19 pm

Q, I'm glad you at least got that bacon sandwich in

TheQuietGuy2005 54M
2386 posts
9/21/2005 4:17 am

Me too, EE, me too!

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