87-89 has cramped up and can only watch in despair as 75-81 disappears over the hill, along with any lingering hope of catching up. The tramline ribbons are on the trophy and the T-shirts have all been printed.
Bollocks. It's a greater travesty that the 69-72 isn't here slugging it out with the tramline.
I'm reliably informed that Socrates had both in his collection and faced a daily dilemma as to which one to wear for "night-time activities".
I suspect our ideas of a ginger biscuit are very different 😃 I'm not sure it would be wise for me to trawl the internet and find something that will give me nightmares.
Getting a bit tight, but I'm confident that after a refreshing afternoon siesta, the old boys will be out in force to put their cross against the tramline kit.
I'm more a mint humbug man.
Just heading out to strim some thistles and nettles and fully expect to see an unassailable lead by the time I'm back in to change my incontinence pads.
All over bar the shouting. 75-78 playing possession football, knocking it around at the back. Hopefully the ref will do the decent thing and blow up early.