Back In Black

Right, where were we?

No need to bear witness to the events of a fortnight ago. Last night the season began in defeat to a good team of good guys. This is how it was meant to be - you remember - fun. Kudos to Tim for a game well-pitched, to Simon for an astonishing reaction catch, to Andrew (HE IS A WIRY LITTLE WELSH FELLA WHO HITS BOMBS) for his efforts with glove and ball and to all the rest of us for being as cute as chinchillas, dawww.

If anyone can think who the diminutive American was, making unpleasant remarks about guide dogs a couple of years back, and thus besmirching our reputation, please advise. If he's still in the country we'll get Laura to have him forcibly repatriated, she has the ear of the next Prime Minister you know.

Also, Tecumsehs are forbidden to vote Conservative or to leave the pub before closing (this means you Oh Captain, my Captain!)

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Brian Johnson says hi.