November 6th, 2005

Sunday Bloody Sunday

So, Fitzpatrick's Drunks lost 6 to 1 against Mauritius. This may have been helped by the fact that our team started out at Fitzpatrick's drinking at Noon, continued onto the pitch, started drinking again and looked in awe and wonder at the Mauritius team that seemed to be doing something that resembled stretching and practice.

Also, none of them were smoking.

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Still, we raised more than 800 euros ($1,000) for Mr. Nice Guy's family and I hit the ball six times with my feet. One time "set up our best chance" and another "was you fucking took the ball against their best fucking player."

I'm assuming these are good things.

Rome Girl meanwhile got teased about her Friday antics. The best moment was when Sexy Mom Of Emma walked up to her and said "Smell my finger. Does it smell like diesel?"

I'm told I'm getting sent pics from me at the game and will post them when I get them.