SO PROUD of my son. He is actually getting paid to play football!! It is his dream come true. He was scouted from his university team and is now playing for a PROPER CLUB when he can fit it in amongst his studies and his other team commitments.
Sadly I didn’t see the game as I was busy doing the dutiful daughter thing and trying to help my mother pack up the contents of her life in readiness for a massive downsize. This is a Herculean task. Unenviable and possibly impossible. She has so much STUFF it is unbelievable – this is a woman who even keeps her old hair to give to the birds to make nests. My brothers and I just didn’t know where to begin. So basically we drank our way through it thanks to a rather large hoard of slightly off wine that we found in a cupboard. The slightly off bit must have been the reason for the massive hangover.
Anyway, back to my proud moment with MY SON – although they lost the game he even got Man Of The Match – the match report said:-
“However, the performance – with five new faces in the side against the league leaders – was a lot more encouraging and the management and players must have a brighter vision of what lies ahead.
However, the team did not buckle as newcomer MY SON was outstanding at the heart of the defence against a home side growing in confidence.
Man of the match: MY SON