Kind of forgot about this thread.
In a career that never reached the heights predicted by my mum, I have just hit another new low. Played 2 weeks ago for the 2nds but was pretty terrible. Was away last weekend but back for selection this weekend. The 2nd team coach stated earlier in the week that they had a full squad so he would get me a game for the 3rds. Found out last night that the third team don't want me, and that I had been hawked around the club like an old set of shirts. The only team that wanted me was the 8th team, so tomorrow I am at Bank of England for a relegation battle (and hopefully some mortgage advice) for the Poly 8's.
Got an email about the game this morning and we are expected to meet 1.5 hours before kickoff. I am imaging that is because we all have to tie each others boot laces up as no one can reach their own.