From a dissappointed Keith Maple
A lovely spring
day in the park. The sun was out. The rabbits playfully poked their heads out
to sniff the March air. The girls lapped
up the sun’s rays and a man, the
absolute spitting image of Carlos, sat at the side of the pitch observing the scene. Toddlers skipped along, kicking stones
and yelling at squirrels. The waft of bacon from the clubhouse enticed in the
hungry , Nicks beaming face told the story of Crystal Palace’s wonderful
victory against Chelsea the day before. Ed and Christelle’s trip away together
was the talk of the touchline. Birds sang in the trees and the promise of
lighter evenings brought joy to even the most cantankerous. Everything was
beautiful in England’s green and pleasant land.
Oh And we lost 8-0
2 comments:
Keith - truly The Beautiful Game. Your finest report yet.
Excellent post. From a still beaming Nick
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