Women's Football: Why the Bodies on Show Make It a Worthwhile Day Out

True BlueCorrespondent IJanuary 21, 2011

Passion for the game.
Passion for the game.

I am a football addict.

I have two kids that play, one at under 7's, and one at under 8's and I tend to get involved.

The Premier League, La Liga and Serie A are almost permanently on one of the TV's at home.

MLS even makes an appearance on ESPN on occasion.

On weekends, I have been known to watch a game at Hartlepool on Saturday then Sunday League the next morning, and then head to the living room to take in two Premier League games.

But I honestly couldn't get motivated to watch women's football. I could not see it as competitive. Sorry ladies, but that is the way it was.

But then I watched a game between the Sunderland Ladies and Watford Ladies and it was great fun.

At half time, Watford were up 2-1, but at the final whistle, Sunderland ladies were the victors at 4-2—brilliant.

There was passion, tough tackling (some less than fair to be honest) and an abundant amount of skill.

What struck me was the real tactical understanding that was on display—it wasn't hit and hope (Stoke City please take note) and there was a level of quality that quite frankly surprised me.

I make no apology for not having bothered with women's footie before this game, and I will not apologise to all the people involved in the women's game for suggesting that it deserves a bigger league with more money.

While so much money is spent in the men's game it seems almost remarkable that the women's version is made up of only thirty six teams as far as I can tell.

I hope more teams are in place when my own four-year-old daughter is looking for a team.

And for any of you expecting salacious pictures of the athletes in question, then I gladly disappoint you, and suggest you judge the women's game by the football they play and nothing more.

You wont be disappointed if that is the case.