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So, my boyfriend is obsessed with football. He has been that way ever since he was a kid, he talks about it very passionately. I must admit, before meeting my boyfriend, I never cared about football or any sports for that matter. But his love for it made me want to pay attention to this year's World Cup because I wanted to include myself in it and be able to engage in conversations about it with him.

Now, I pride myself in being quite well informed about global politics and cultural norms so it wasn't quite difficult for me to get a hang of it. Even if I'm not yet very well-versed regarding the technicalities of the game, I have a substantial idea of the teams and the players and the countries that they belong to.

So, this happened last week. We were talking on the phone. He was casually telling me about the match that he was watching at that moment. And I just said, in a juvenile manner perhaps, that I know "this team" is going to win. Now, obviously I have no clue which team is going to win because you can't predict these things. But you know how you tell a nervous person that they're going to pass the exam or get the job; even though there's no way for you to tell if they actually will. I said it in that exact same way.

And he started being passive aggressive towards me. He started asking me how I knew that that particular team was going to win. What credentials did I have to make such predictions? He said I was too dumb to make these predictions just by looking at the names of two countries because he assumed that I knew nothing about the teams and the players. When I told him that I did know about the teams, he began quizzing me on them. The argument continued for longer where he said that he didn't like people who talked about things they didn't know anything about.

I don't know what happened but it escalated into something so huge and I had no way of stopping it. It just left a bad taste in my mouth. I feel like he was unnecessarily rude to me which he can be very much, whenever we have an argument. Maybe, I stupidly included myself in something he didn't want to share though he did ask me to watch a match with him the week before last.

So, my boyfriend is obsessed with football. He has been that way ever since he was a kid, he talks about it very passionately. I must admit, before meeting my boyfriend, I never cared about football or any sports for that matter. But his love for it made me want to pay attention to this year's World Cup because I wanted to include myself in it and be able to engage in conversations about it with him.

Now, I pride myself in being quite well informed about global politics and cultural norms so it wasn't quite difficult for me to get a hang of it. Even if I'm not yet very well-versed regarding the technicalities of the game, I have a substantial idea of the teams and the players and the countries that they belong to.

So, this happened last week. We were talking on the phone. He was casually telling me about the match that he was watching at that moment. And I just said, in a juvenile manner perhaps, that I know "this team" is going to win. Now, obviously I have no clue which team is going to win because you can't predict these things. But you know how you tell a nervous person that they're going to pass the exam or get the job; even though there's no way for you to tell if they actually will. I said it in that exact same way.

And he started being passive aggressive towards me. He started asking me how I knew that that particular team was going to win. What credentials did I have to make such predictions? He said I was too dumb to make these predictions just by looking at the names of two countries because he assumed that I knew nothing about the teams and the players. When I told him that I did know about the teams, he began quizzing me on them. The argument continued for longer where he said that he didn't like people who talked about things they didn't know anything about.

I don't know what happened but it escalated into something so huge and I had no way of stopping it. It just left a bad taste in my mouth. I feel like he was unnecessarily rude to me which he can be very much, whenever we have an argument. Maybe, I stupidly included myself in something he didn't want to share though he did ask me to watch a match with him the week before last.

So last night I dreamt that I was roaming around a shopping mall and a Phoebe Bridgers song was playing at the mall. I distinctly remember that it was her voice and the song was so beautiful that I started crying in my dream. The only lyric that I can remember is "The poor won't know how to live..." or something like that. I woke up this morning and went through her albums and some of her covers but I gotta admit that I haven't listened to her unreleased songs. So does a song with lyrics like that actually exist or did my brain make it up?

PS - I also saw Kendrick Lamar performing at the same mall so I might just be a little cuckoo in the head, who knows?