Not having played football for almost three months was killing me.
Ignoring emails asking for players for a Friday night fixture was horrible. Sadly, I have not been in much of a position to exercise much since the hernia op and have felt under the weather and bloated due to the exercise dropping to zero and the foot and wine levels continuing at excessive standards ....and it showed
Had the on pitch movement of Jabba the Hutt.
Saying all that away for ten weeks, on the scoresheet in ten seconds. Move like a continent but I've still got it.
Colours vs the whites in the Ivor Faure arena.
5 goals wasn't a bad start considering i was finding it hard to move for more than 1-2 minutes so preferred to stay in goal or sit on the bench.(yeah, I know!!!)
Lee Cooke scored what was the goal of the night and this was celebrated by his fans young and old.
News from far and wide showed an unfortunate training incident outside Man City changing rooms.
As the title race goes down to the wire....well it will if CFC beat the scousers, our reporter reveals his true colours.
Frank was so close I could have touched him when he took a corner in the second half.
The Black Eyed Pea celebrates Franks penalty rebound goal.
Unfortunately I am currently post match in bed having spent the last two hours puking and being doubled up with stomach cramps.....mind you I am trying to get the wife to put on the steak and onion lattice pie that I bought for dinner....cleared the decks and up for it big time.
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