WAGs World! Party Time! Excellent!

I have been researching WAGs lately (wives and girlfriends of footballers, for those not in the know) to get me ready for my sophomore effort. It's been weird.

Apparently they all end up modeling in their underwear.
They all get married young, too. They all seem to be married by twenty five. Or, they have several children with someone without marrying them. Either one.

I really want to investigate why everyone hates WAGs so much. They were even blamed for England's poor showing at World Cup Germany 2006. Apparently, they were spending a lot of money, going to spas, Coleen Rooney brought her own fake tan application expert, and partying, all of which distracted the boys. If you are interested, it is explained in this article.

Am I the only one that thinks that this is ridiculous? If they played badly, well, it's their fault. It's Wayne Rooney's fault for kicking some guy in the balls in a really obvious and deliberate manner, might I add, and then getting sent off, maybe or maybe not because of that Winker.

Everyone thinks that they're dumb, lazy, golddiggers, shallow, bitchy, obsessed with designer fashion, etc. But why the fixation? They're celebrities, people care what they're doing, they get "papped" (read: photographed by paparazzi, but there must be a better way to say it...) Some things I will have to think about. Can anyone shed some feminist light on the situation? I'm trying to formulate some theories but my feminist noggin is just too tired.

In my research I found one WAG, Melanie Slade, who is dating Theo Walcott of Arsenal. When they were seventeen, Theo was called up to England's national team, and all of a sudden everyone was following Melanie around while she was trying to write her exams. She had to issue a statement saying that people need to leave her alone so she can study. Cute. I will use her as inspiration. Except apparently she now models in her underwear too.

Fernando had this to say about his fiancée, Olalla:
"I’ve learned a great deal from her. That’s how it is when you find someone you want to share your life with: you have a lot in common and you learn from one another but, above all, they give you something you don’t have yourself. She is a calming influence on me whenever I’m being impulsive, when things are not going well or when we lose a match.
She has had to suffer much disappointed ranting and moaning, especially when I was at Atlético. Now she is also having a good time herself. She has always known how to calm me down when I haven’t been able to see the way out of the tunnel, or wake me up when I’ve been sleeping. She pushes me when I need to be encouraged.
The person that lives with you is sometimes the only one capable of helping you up when you don’t realise how down you are."

Nice, Fern Dawg.