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The curse of the World Cup

I am cursed. The curse reveals itself every four years during the World Cup.

Since 1990 I have split up/or had a close splitting up call with every man I have been dating during a World Cup. And not due to arguing over the football (I always support Italy with a favourable eye on Sweden for the interested.)

1990 Italy: David the Nazi
1994 USA: Richard the Air Traffic Control geek
1998 France: nearly split with my ex of longest duration Oli*
2002 Japan & Korea: nearly split with Alan the dentist**
2006 Germany: my solice is that Bubb is not a football fan

*We actually split up during the 2002 World Cup qualifying match England Vs. Greece at Old Trafford in 2001. David Beckham god love him.

**We actually split up during the 2004 European Championship qualifying match England Vs. Turkey April 2003.

I tremble at the approaching competition. Bubb tells me this is all bollocks but I think I’ll be extra nice to him until 9th July.

Just in case.

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9 Responses to “The curse of the World Cup”

  1. Pete Says:
    June 7th, 2006 at 11:40 am

    That is a heck of a run of bad luck, but, Bake him cakes, I’m sure you’ll be fine!
    xx

  2. bubb Says:
    June 7th, 2006 at 12:13 pm

    Awww, we’ll be fine bobbs, but if you want to be extra nice I won’t stop you of course :-)

  3. bobble Says:
    June 7th, 2006 at 12:26 pm

    Of course I know we’ll be fine Bubbkins, you’re sane (unlike every other guy I’ve dated.)

    Pete – Cakes are of course good.

  4. James Says:
    June 7th, 2006 at 12:30 pm

    You went out with a Nazi?

  5. Katja Says:
    June 7th, 2006 at 12:32 pm

    Cakes are *always* good.

  6. bobble Says:
    June 7th, 2006 at 1:03 pm

    He was German Malders and his family moved to the UK between WWI and WWII. Sadly for me they were raving Nazi sympathisers. If I’d heard “England would be so much better if Germany had won the war” from his father one more time I’d of killed the lot of them.

    Needless to say we didn’t date for long after he’d introduced me to his family.

  7. Brother Lawrence Says:
    June 7th, 2006 at 4:39 pm

    I’ll keep you in my prayers (but I’m getting a new suit and a haircut, just in case).

  8. bobble Says:
    June 7th, 2006 at 11:10 pm

    Thank you Brother. I dedicate my next blog entry to you.

  9. pog Says:
    June 8th, 2006 at 8:44 am

    Is that a new habit and a freshly shaved tonsure then, Bro?

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