I really thought that Shakey would do me fucking proud and beat the Dirdy cants but you can just imagine the scenario can't you
Shakey turn up at 12. noon for a 1.30 kick off after stopping the night at a local hotel.After signing autographs and chatting with the milling supporters they then change into their initialled tracksuits (all the surname initials end in a big H) and inspect the pitch ,brief warm up comprising of a few shuttle runs and stretching off the Friday nights ribena etc.
All the time this is going on the DODOFF team sit in the club house trying to work out why most of them have the same blood group while at the same time start to drink themselves into oblivion before kick off.
At 1.25 DODOFF take to the field for a pre match spliff only to be greeted with the sight of what can only be described as a full scale training session before them.Mr Hudson with a whistle and a clip board already starting to think of footballing cliches for the write up on the website (www.mammiwhyhaveigotmorefingersthanteeth.co.uk)
After the group huddle and shaking of hands between the hudsters (ten minute delay)the game commenses.
5 fucking nil - what a load of fucking babba you've turned out to be.I really thought that I would be waking up to some good news on a sunday morning,intead I find that you've bottled it aganst a team of half breds that arn'rt really any good.
Thats the trouble with having the charlie rice lot in a mans league.Fish butty I bow to your great knowledge you were spot on.I bet they are just so embarassed that they were humiliated.
If this is not a true reflection on the game then please Mr Hudson come on and put the record straight
Shoo shoo mongol boys
Dirdy Hudsters
Shakey turn up at 12. noon for a 1.30 kick off after stopping the night at a local hotel.After signing autographs and chatting with the milling supporters they then change into their initialled tracksuits (all the surname initials end in a big H) and inspect the pitch ,brief warm up comprising of a few shuttle runs and stretching off the Friday nights ribena etc.
All the time this is going on the DODOFF team sit in the club house trying to work out why most of them have the same blood group while at the same time start to drink themselves into oblivion before kick off.
At 1.25 DODOFF take to the field for a pre match spliff only to be greeted with the sight of what can only be described as a full scale training session before them.Mr Hudson with a whistle and a clip board already starting to think of footballing cliches for the write up on the website (www.mammiwhyhaveigotmorefingersthanteeth.co.uk)
After the group huddle and shaking of hands between the hudsters (ten minute delay)the game commenses.
5 fucking nil - what a load of fucking babba you've turned out to be.I really thought that I would be waking up to some good news on a sunday morning,intead I find that you've bottled it aganst a team of half breds that arn'rt really any good.
Thats the trouble with having the charlie rice lot in a mans league.Fish butty I bow to your great knowledge you were spot on.I bet they are just so embarassed that they were humiliated.
If this is not a true reflection on the game then please Mr Hudson come on and put the record straight
Shoo shoo mongol boys
Dirdy Hudsters


