So are freelance gate welders standard issue in these parts? Or is everybody round here nuts?
Is it believable? That someone, who holds an apparently responsible position, should send men round to weld gates together so balls can’t be collected when they go over fences; give me strength, Lord, give me strength.
Don’t let the b******s grind you down, but do let them grind the gates open, that’s what I say.
Enough already, back to the excitement on the field; great win over Prudhoe, they’ll be wondering what’s happened in the last few weeks; good show, but honourable defeat against a top Spennymoor side, with all the fans wanting Defty’s autograph and him pretending he’s shy, and then a great win away to North Shields, which me and the other horizontal lads missed obviously, but was a very good show I hear.
Manager reappears, ahem, ahem, and then goes spending money like it is going out of fashion, while Ozo goes crackers over an upcoming cup quarter final (we’ve won one game by the way), the first in Ryhope’s history the way he tells it. And now just when the locals are primed like Nelson’s cannon, one home game in a month. Have to sell some pies there then.
Let’s not be too cynical though, things are looking up at last, and here’s something you won’t know, but us graveyard lads do; that’s a bonny lass who’s drawing the plans for the new clubhouse. Not that anybody else sees her; the large lad brings her round on afternoons when even the boss is not there, wink, wink!