Game of football ladies?

Football is so not my thing. However the problem I have, like so many other girls I'm sure, is that my boyfriend lives, eats and even dreams football - that's right he actually kicks me in his sleep, I presume he thinks I'm the football. But then again who really knows. 

For the past hour and a half I have been sat in my car on the sidelines of a football match, watching my boyfriend and his friends run madly around the pitch after the small black and white ball that is in fact the horrible 'creature' known as a football. As hard as I try I just cannot see the attraction of the 'sport', what can be so enjoyable about chasing a checkered ball across a muddy strip, of what I once presume was in fact grass. I mean really, what can it be? 

Is it the adrenaline rush, the nearly visible testosterone (men are so competitive) or is it something else? A friend once said that football is his one true love - he loves playing the game, watching the game and everything else that goes with it. But I just don't understand why? 

Football is my own personal anomaly, no matter how many games I watch or explanations I get I honestly doubt that I will ever understand a persons love of football. Plus it is just so rough - who wants to be hurt out of choice? 

I really hate football...