With finals coming up over the next fortnight, prepare yourselves.
I am a FFWAG. Not a girlfriend of a footballer. A girlfriend of a fantasy footballer. And I know I’m not alone.
For those who aren’t familiar, fantasy football is not a sexual thing (actually, scratch that. For some of these guys, it probably is). It’s a competition based on the AFL games. Participants select players from the league to make up their own teams, and every kick, tackle, and mark a player makes during a game counts towards the participants team score.
You got that? Not really? Same.
Ultimate Footy, Supercoach, AFL fantasy – it has been estimated that over a million Aussies are involved with a fantasy football league of some kind, 90% of which are men (no shit, Sherlock. Any women with a fantasy football team reading this: May you DOMINATE AND WIN THE FLAG).
And with a million men fantasising over fantasy football teams, comes a million wives and girlfriends asking them to put their f*cking phones down for five minutes and have a human conversation, ploise.
I am all for the leagues. My man is particularly involved, being that he is the ‘Commissioner’ of his league, which mean that he organises the events for his twenty mates who each have their own players picked. They all meet regularly to have pillow fights in their underwear and hold hands and talk about boys.
Or something.
Maybe not the pillow fights, but they definitely talk about boys (or ‘players’. Whatevs).
But despite the benefits of men being on teams, there are a few drawbacks with such a heavy competition. With the help of some other FFWAGS, here is:
Ten things you need to remember if your SO has an imaginary football team.