Today is dedicated to Emily who is getting sun burnt in America. Also to the wonderful Allana Bananna :D. The star of the blog today is Shane.
Well I crawled out of bed this morning and set about making some toast. All we had was granary bread and a baguette so using my initiative and cut the baguette length ways and toasted it with some marmalade and butter. Wouldn't be complete without a glass of sainsbury's own Orange Juice. Then I had a life changing choice to make. Watch the Andrew Marr show or the F1 race. It goes without saying I chose to watch the F1 and I think good decision. It wasn't to boring and it was raining which made it better but then it was red flagged cause it rained to hard. That is crazy! They are paid to put there lives in danger so why not do it. They should have done last car standing as the winner.
After the F1 I walked up to Shane's house and we watched the last twenty minutes of Cardiff against Swansea and it was a pretty good match. I was sitting there with the dog sniffing my bollocks as usual and then Swansea scored a screamer. Then they got a penalty and scored and we walked down to loop road to watch meadow. We discussed all sorts and timing was pretty perfect. Half an hour before kick off so enough time for a kick around. Meadow were playing Onslow/ St Francis so it was always going to be an easy win. Cougars took them to extra time so meadow weren't exactly going to struggle. Ollie B and Fullbrook were there. Meadow scored two early goals and were cruising until they scored. I missed the goal cause I was busy being dazzled by Rideouts unbelievable goalkeeping talent. I remember them scoring again straight away from Meadows kick off from about 40 yards. Jake Ayres I'm fairly sure you weren't happy with that. Once again I was amazed by Cheesy again. He is like a bullet. A BULLET! He looks faster as well with the hair fly backwards making him more aero-dynamic. At half time it was 2-2. The other team had a right porker up front. He was about as mobile as a beached whale and had as much prowess as a cat going through a cap flap that's to small for it. Anyway you get the picture. Eventually Meadow scored but then the other team scored again and it finished 3-3. They drew 3-3 with a team cougars only lost to in extra time. We also conceded two less goals and with a back four which couldn't clear a fogged up windscreen never mind a moving football.
After the match the fun started. We practised getting lobbed and then Whitby, against all the odds majestically, magnificently and every other superlative beginning with M curled the ball in off the post into the top corner but better was still to come. Standing about 30 yards from the goal and directly in line with the goal a curled the ball in between the posts. This sparked wild celebration. Next the amazing Tracey picked us up and as we were on our way home I got Shane's wallet and cards out my bag. Cause my bag is a bit muddy the wallet may have got a bit dirty. Shane decided the best method of cleaning would be hang it out the window of the car so the dirt would fly off. I am fairly sure that even the dumbest reader can predict what happened next. The wallet flew out of his hand and bouncing on the side of the road. To make matters even better the wallet landed next to a dead rat. I got in and did nothing until I was listening to Sky Sports News to find Man U losing to villa switched on five live in excitement cause my parents are stingy so we don't have proper sky. Anyway I found that after each commentary orgasm there was a goal and unfortunately the one in the 90th minute pissed me off. Stinky top four. I hate all the top four and there glory hunting fans. I think my favorite top four team is Arsenal though at least they play nice football and I like Alumina. I am not even going to get started on Chelsea or Man UTD. At least Liverpool has one or two real fans.
That was that really. I have learn't how to put a poll on the blog now and a youtube video box. Also there is quote of the day and on this day in history
JD
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