82. True Story.

I want to tell you a tale, possibly a short one, but true none the less. It is about the time I played for Newcastle United. Being a lifelong Ipswich Town fan of course I would have loved to have played for them, but things never work out that way. And as Sir Bobby RobsonContinue reading “82. True Story.”

76. Splish Splash.

There comes a time in everyone’s life where you have to make the decision. Sink or swim. I’m not talking about the struggles of life, I’m talking about the day when you get thrown in a swimming pool and splash about and hope you stay on the surface. I’m not sure if it still happensContinue reading “76. Splish Splash.”

69. Soccercation or When I’m Sixty-Four.

The world is a curious place. So many things to do, so many places to visit. And in all my forty-two years I’ve visited very little of it, which is kind of sad really. I’ve travelled, less than some, more than a few others. If I was to put a finger on it, I would sayContinue reading “69. Soccercation or When I’m Sixty-Four.”

68. Burn Baby Burn.

Being a soccer coach comes with its downsides. One of which is having to be outside. What’s so bad about being outside? Weather is outside, that’s what! Weather is never just right. It’s too hot, too cold, too windy, too humid, too dry, too wet, too much snow, not enough snow. Blah, blah, bitch, bitch. TheContinue reading “68. Burn Baby Burn.”

62. Wax on, Wax off.

  It’s not until you start writing these things down that you start to realise how much you have done in your lifetime. I’ve packed quiet a bit in to my forty something years. And whats scary is, there is so much more to write about! From the late 1980s to the mid 1990s I metContinue reading “62. Wax on, Wax off.”