Knock knock
I’m playing football again after a long, long absence. My touch will need a few weeks to return to what it was.
We played a full 11 a-side.
After 70 minutes every single player was dead. None of us could move.
Unfortunately for us, the girlfriends and wives turned up. (Yey, I’ve finally got a girlfriend to turn up now…yey)
We all looked at each other with complete doom. It was hilarious because you just saw a sudden lift in everyone…they did not want to look bad in front of the other half. Players were suddenly charging down the wings but it was so clear everyone was shattered. Tony was almost having a heart attack. At one point he said to me “I’m gonna need to be on a fucking drip after this!”
The worst moment was near the end where I was the last defender and a player had just ran past me, I was so tired so I just threw my whole body at him.
It was the worst tackle I think any of us had ever seen.
I got sent off.
I didn’t complain…I was outta there!
I was covered in mud and I saw Nina beaming on the touchline, she was going to rub it in that I’d been sent off…
I walked over to her, got a load of mud on my finger and flung it at her. She gave off a high pitched scream and swung her hand bag at me.
So what’s this first week with Nina been like?
The dramatic change in lifestyle has been quite a shock. Already things have changed.
For the better. I’ve not been at home as much which has been great, mainly from the viewpoint that I feel asif I’ve actually got a life now.
We off to a bonfire party tomorrow…should be fun. Sparklers and all.
Something disturbing has been building up this week however. My old neighbourhood friend, Derek, has been texting me. He moved down south but he got my number recently.
He started texting me and at first the messages were just polite hello’s, but they now seem to have been replaced by aggression and confrontation.
I was a dick to him for years. I’m worried it’s going to come back round to get me. I’ve let him know that I’m different now and if he comes up we should get a drink together. I just hope he accepts this.
I’ve had thoughts pop in my head about whether me and Nina will last after she finishes Uni but what’s the point in wasting time thinking about that?
We played a full 11 a-side.
After 70 minutes every single player was dead. None of us could move.
Unfortunately for us, the girlfriends and wives turned up. (Yey, I’ve finally got a girlfriend to turn up now…yey)
We all looked at each other with complete doom. It was hilarious because you just saw a sudden lift in everyone…they did not want to look bad in front of the other half. Players were suddenly charging down the wings but it was so clear everyone was shattered. Tony was almost having a heart attack. At one point he said to me “I’m gonna need to be on a fucking drip after this!”
The worst moment was near the end where I was the last defender and a player had just ran past me, I was so tired so I just threw my whole body at him.
It was the worst tackle I think any of us had ever seen.
I got sent off.
I didn’t complain…I was outta there!
I was covered in mud and I saw Nina beaming on the touchline, she was going to rub it in that I’d been sent off…
I walked over to her, got a load of mud on my finger and flung it at her. She gave off a high pitched scream and swung her hand bag at me.
So what’s this first week with Nina been like?
The dramatic change in lifestyle has been quite a shock. Already things have changed.
For the better. I’ve not been at home as much which has been great, mainly from the viewpoint that I feel asif I’ve actually got a life now.
We off to a bonfire party tomorrow…should be fun. Sparklers and all.
Something disturbing has been building up this week however. My old neighbourhood friend, Derek, has been texting me. He moved down south but he got my number recently.
He started texting me and at first the messages were just polite hello’s, but they now seem to have been replaced by aggression and confrontation.
I was a dick to him for years. I’m worried it’s going to come back round to get me. I’ve let him know that I’m different now and if he comes up we should get a drink together. I just hope he accepts this.
I’ve had thoughts pop in my head about whether me and Nina will last after she finishes Uni but what’s the point in wasting time thinking about that?
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