Confession time. I’ve had a lifelong love affair with football, going back to when I was a child in Australia playing kick-about with my brothers.
I’m a Spurs fan and watch every game with my mates on my big HD TV screen when I can’t get to the game.
And yet like many fans, I sneered at women’s football for years. Too slow, characterless, girls with ponytails trying to play a man’s game.
Without the sheer animalism and physicality of the men, it seemed to me to be a very poor relation to the Premier League battles I love.