It was only my 3^rd game back and I was picking again. Luckily it was against my Uncle who decided to introduce a new style of picking. His opening comment was “Ok, so who do you want?” Very surreal.

In true tradition I tried to pick family first. Mac snatched Dave O but I managed to get my Dad and Andy. Mac of course would have picked Ben first but an early light review showed a lovely sunset. With more Red in the sky than Blue, Ben could not force himself to play. Life must be hard for him.

Due to my horrific fitness levels and lack of sleep, the match was a bit of a blur to me. It certainly wasn’t an Istanbul. At one time I forgot that I was captain. The only goal I really remember is Dave O’s. Somehow he managed to squeeze the ball at high speed between my huge forehead and the underside of the cross bar. I may have ducked but again, I can’t remember. I’m sure my mate Phil “best player in the club but yet to join” was at fault for one. Richie made his usual contribution to the game and Andy had a blinder.

The match end 3-3 and finished in the traditional shoot out. Mac tried delay this for as long as possible to the disgust of the oncoming team. This clearly had an effect on me. I eventually lost.

Sincere apologies for the late match report. Completely slipped my mind. No excuse really.

It’s good to be back boys. Really hoping I can stay fit now.

xxx