Opening day of the spring 2020 Over The Hill season was a little different this year on account of the effing virus. I did not get up really early and take three poops before going into battle with my old footy pals. There was no Captain Flicky pre-match inspirational speech, no dodgy tackling, no verbals, no three nil tonking of Stoneham FC and worst of all ... no post game beer and chitterlings.
Instead I slept till 9, made a tinkle and crawled back in bed. I made an extensive mental list of all the socially isolated projects I wanted to complete on this day ... bike ride, weights, clean out closet, avoid beer, pull weeds, oil change, read book, prune bush, paint trim, avoid beer, bake a pie and avoid beer. Fast forward to the end of the day ... I had some success because I made the pie but ate almost half of it which showed a shocking lack of self control. I did manage to paint a three foot long section of trim in a bathroom before I gave up from boredom and a dry throat that required beer. Beer ... she's a silent mistress.
I watched the daily briefing and spent most of the time wondering what Fauci really thinks of Trump ... I would love it if he just stopped Trump mid sentence and said what I think ... "Trump, you are a wanker and a stupid git ... now sit down and shut up!"
So this is life without Sunday morning football? It's different.
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