end of


Winter’s done, the wee yin’s football’s done. It’s grand final time on the telly. For a wee moment it felt like the doors werenae just closed to keep the cool, conditioned air in. So the end of season party in the park was awesome. The kids had a kickabout and we had cakes with green […]

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A real win


The wee yin’s fitba was cancelled. The other team (the weakest) decided a wee bit of rain was too much. So we had a knock about. Though only after the kids had chased each other round the park for twenty minutes because I forgot the equipment. I made amends by providing the funds for team […]

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am I too old for football?


My wife’s convinced that I am too old to play football. And let’s face it, she knows me better than anyone. After a third trip to the physio in a week and two missed shifts at work, the injury I picked up having a kickaround with some like-minded souls will have cost us somewhere in […]

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with the ball at her toes


My daughter played her first organised game. This was no football fiction. It was the real thing. And the story couldn’t have worked out any better. She raced to join the swarm around the ball and as quickly fell into step as it wheeled across the grass like starlings in an autumn sky. While her […]

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