This weekend has been very football themed. Saturday started with a longstanding appointment to see Brentford vs Bristol City with the Bristol fans (I claim to support Coventry, but well, I do seem to see a lot of Bristol, thanks to Andy). That morphed into a very enjoyable pub crawl centered around the England game, and I got to meet the charming chairman of the London Titans.
Andy’s regularly trying to get me to come along and watch them, and I’ve enjoyed it whenever I go. So on Sunday I turned up at the Old Deer Park to watch them play GFC Bournemouth. 3-9 is not the best result of course, but the Titans are a new team, and visibly improving every time I see them.
If someone had told me five years ago that coming out would increase the amount of football I followed, I think I would have laughed. It is, after all, a sport not noted for its friendliness to openly gay folk.