Firstly I got bored of the old template so there is a new one.
Today is dedicated to Hegars who is going to show me some clothes tomorrow. Not any skinny jeans mind. I am never buying skinny jeans. It is also dedicated to Adam who also help save me on Thursday by buying me a Raseberry J2O and I love him.
Saturday morning is hell. Chores, chores and more chores I hate Saturday mornings. I was mean't get to Cobham for 1.00 so I had a few hours to kill. These were filled with aguements over chores as they always are. Eventually I made my way down to Cobham and was 10minutes late. The usual happened when I got there: Ken gives me a slap; I smile and look silly and get a mars bar although today I didn't.
The reserves were playing Chessington and we only had 12 players after being ravaged by injury. The ground was an absolute shit hole. Even by my standads it was a hole. Leechy got injured in the warm up which meant Ruggles at centre back and me in goal. After Thursdays shocker I was a bit nervous so I said to myself we are 10-0 up and I have already made worldy saves. Amazingly it worked and I played quite well. We were backs to the wall most of the game and some of the players are going to have sore arses in the morning after some of those blocks. We made it to half time 0-0 and I was feeling confident. Second half and we were under more pressure as we had the slight slope against us this time and again we were under pressure but everyone worked so hard. Ruggles was a wall. Then they scored. I thought thats that and then with 10 to go we scored the most jammy goal ever. Bobby shot a free kick which hit Indy on the mohawk and looped in. With our first proper shot. Then they came and score two in the last 5 mins and won 3-1 but overall I was pleased with myself. I ate sandwiches and then went home feeling very contented
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