it was a rainy evening in concord

the storm clouds have gathered at edwards park the reserve grade team had not won a game yet and the coach a very nicw man trained the f**k out of us until we were nearly dead with out touching the balls all nite for 3 nights while all the time shouting our match instructions on the loud speaker system. this mental torchure was almost unbearable, nightmarish things like pass the ball to your team mate, make the first tackle count, pass and move,pass and move pass and........sorry where was i anyway it always worked for us is all im saying.

Posted By: loveshack on August 28th 2005 at 11:40:52


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