"Darling....is there anyone in their right mind that enjoys American football? No, no...I was raised on real Footie, as you say, and see no reason to ever try any other sort. I am an avid Chelsea fan, like my father before me. Like his before him, and his before him. Really, I think the Shaw family line has been a solid Chelsea fan since the day the club was founded." Not to say his grandmother, apparently, hadn't tried very hard to introduce her twins for the French teams. But the French Ligue was just not...well it wasn't the Premiere league, and that was all there was to it.

"Since you've brought it up- I assume that you are a fan of the real thing. Therefore I must ask- which team? Tell me it isn't Manchester United- if it is, this date will be over before you can blink." And it was, he thought, a date. He hadn't actually gone on one of those in years, but here he was- one a date. With a man he rather liked quite a bit. What on earth was wrong with him, he had to wonder.