I made two poops, jumped in the jam jar and drove to DHS whilst listening to the latest Brexit news on a rather pleasant April morning. Here is how the game went ... we trailed by one, pulled one back, then trailed by one and pulled one back. At the end of the day a tie was a fair result especially as, once again, we were missing half of the team and even the players that showed up were injured or hung over. Lesly scored the first goal and I can't tell you a thing about it other than it went in. Cain got the second five minutes from the final whistle and it was a belter. We started with a 4-5-1 line up and played pretty well throughout which is quite astonishing given our shortage of players. After the match Doug Vee served three different types of calzone, laughed at my daft jokes and told detective tales in a really loud voice which is, without a doubt the best way to finish up a Sunday morning game. The beer flowed like wine (I know, I know that I have used this joke before ... but it's one of my favorites) which was complimented by boxes and boxes of wine and heaps of nips. Let me explain ... Tom opened up the back of his car and invited everyone to help themselves to the multiple bottles of wine that were stashed within... for some reason the stuff had to be lifted. Tom once again proved that he is a great addition to the team ... oh, and he's a good keeper. Lesly showed up with a trash bag full of nips (a brother in law apparently works for the airlines and evidently pilfers the stuff on a regular basis) and again everyone was instructed to load up.
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