A goomba of the critically acclaimed Super Mario Brothers Movie.I actually woke up early today. At seven. But that's all going down the drain as it is almost five in the morning.
Believe it or not, I got sick for the hour of the game today. However, Guy Van Gogh was around to stand in for me. It's a shame, I was itching to play with Guy, too. It was especially painful to not play, as we were facing old rivals - Tony's Academy Autobody (the team from the business). They are Italian. They have beaten us one or two games, while we've beaten them once, in the important league cup last year.
After the game, Guy told me all about it. He was playing defense, and got scored on twice quickly. This dampened the spirits of our team, though it hadn't helped that they had far too many men to play with any sort of individual consistency. They picked us apart, and we lost 7-2.
Guy almost had a couple goals, and he nutmeg'd the biggest asshole on the pitch, (Big old fuck) who just wouldn't shut up. After he got tripped while chasing down another player, he raced to catch up but ended up knocking over a girl. For the second time that match. Which earned him a yellow card and two minutes in the box where Big old fuck jeered at him. Guy got a bit snarky, but mildly, and not noticeably.
Guy had a bad game. Maybe it was the jet (?) lag, coming from Austria and all. He also tells me that he has a new rival, in the form of Tony's Academy Autobody, the team. I know, it makes little sense. At least he meg'd that guy.
Tomorrow he's in Australia for an "Australian Super Cup" game against the "Brisbane People". Sometimes I think he makes these things up. Apparently, Austrian teams are allowed to participate in the Australian competitions, because of the similarity in country names. Who knew.
At any rate, we've to go do the usual jeering at Tony's Academy Autobody (the store) some time soon. It's a tradition. I'll have to take Stephen and Carissa before they leave to return to Ontario in a few days.
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