Think like a man?

By Tony Mochama

It was one of those sunny Sunday afternoons when one just knows they cannot escape the clutches of the ‘chick flick’ afternoon with the Missus. Especially because on the Saturday afternoon, you just stepped out to ‘catch he soccer game with the boys for a couple of hours’ at 2pm — and returned home half a day later.

It reminds me of the true tale of the dad who gave his son ‘honeymoon’ tickets for him and his new bride to catch the Champion’s League final game at Munich this past May.

The couple had already planned a trip to Paris for the same.

They got married on the morning of May 19, 2012 the day of the finals. By evening, the new groom was squeezing into the stadium in Munich with his old man (having given him his wife’s ticket, after running away from his own reception).

Dad: Don’t worry about the new wife, son. You made the right decision!

Son: It’s not her. I’m worried Chelsea won’t be able to beat Bayern in their own stadium. (Postscript – Chelsea did beat Munich ... and the Chelsea man is now single).

Anyway, back to the ‘chick flick,’ it was called Think Like A Man and the simple plot revolved around one of those annoying ‘life changing’ women trying to get her non-committal dude to commit; you know the type who wants to switch your furniture and dress you to compliment the way she is?

Then there was the Baby Momma and the Mama’s Boy — a worse combination I cannot fathom, but the bottom of it was getting this fried out zombie combo to work.

Third was the corporate go-getter type of lass, of a species increasingly seen in Kenya, and the dreamer type dude. Now, because I’m a poet of sorts, and the missus, a management kind, I’ve often felt affronted by know-nothings who think this is a ‘oh so romantic’ twosome. Dreamers dream, doers do — and never should the two mix.

To complete the quartet of couples was the player versus the gal who is holding out (never mind that she had been super-sluttish before she met our player hero)!

In the parallel universe in which many chicks live, all these opposites not just attracted, but made it work out (mostly because the guys made 180 degree personality turns).

Get this: Ladies, a non-committal chap will only commit when he wants to (at 40), a mama’s boy can’t be helped past 21, dreamers will always sell you dreams — and a player will always be a player.