You're a normal level-headed bloke, a rock for your girlfriend, and highly respected by mates, family and colleagues. You like to think you're pretty together and not given to emotional outbursts. Yet when Saturday comes round, you're as nervous as a teenager on a first date.

You might fight back tears, hug blokes you barely make eye contact with the rest of the week and sing songs with complete strangers. And the reason for this oddly emotional behaviour? A 90-minute football game. What's all that about, then?

So what do you think? Is crying over football a bit girly? Vote here