Part 18
GAME 5 - tummy trouble
Now, those of you that know me and my chequered past, may associate me/Chester/tummy troubles with an incident in a playoff game when (due to illness) I actually fouled myself during a game.
This tummy trouble, however, is a reference to my erstwhile traveling companion, Warren Thomas, who revealed himself to be a genuine ‘Dr.Jeckle and Mr. Hyde’ when confronted with arriving in Chester without first attending a McDonalds, turned into a thing of pure evil. It turns out that he has a history of mood swings when his ‘precious’ is empty. I’d hate to be the one returning from fetching a curry only for him to find it cold….. Ooh, scary
Still, the game was a good affair despite a lack of players. I was once again re-united with Beggy as my right guard. It seems like only yesterday that he was treading on my toes. (Wait a minute – It WAS only yesterday that he was treading on my toes!)
We lost again and now it is four straight games without a block
Catch you next time trench fans - Keep blocking
