Fresh Strawberry Juice

Vags cucumbered out an under-ripe kiwifruit 1-1 draw at the ludicrously square St Mary’s.

It was a real middle of the park foot-in-fest. Fair play, the AOB know what they like, like it and do it well. There was no space to exploit and it was, finally, condensed milk.

The zing from the strawberries was nothing to do with the score but just the almost forgotten nostalgia sprung forth from a good game of football with a good bunch of guys getting stuck in. Yellow cards? – not even close. Hard tackles? – yes, but it’s football. Occasional hard done by shouts at the ref (both sides)? – yes.

Shirt pulling – no. Diving – no. Cheating – no.

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Osaki Futsal from 16:00~18:00 @ Osaki ThinkPark Arena
Pub Quiz from 19:00 @ Osaki Footnik

Building Castles in the Sand

A long, long time ago in a far off land called the Rising Sun (a pub in Yotsuya not Nippon itself) a young Prince, who was regent to the territory of ‘Shoddy Bodyland’ which covered a swath of Tokyo, envisaged a grand and most estimable plan, over an Ichibanshibori and a bowl of piping hot ramen.

‘Let us’ the young royal burbled, ‘go forth into the less hospitable areas of our kingdom, and spread the word about this chipper game called footy. And let me have, now and forever, another pint.’ The bureaucrats who surrounded his throne were understandably concerned by this mad plan and tried to get him to take a rickshaw home, even though in those days the Prince was able to legally cycle while under the influence and oftentimes did. Such was their concern about this weird and worrying scheme.

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