So if my last week was a movie, the best scene (by far) would have been driving a retired lawyer around in his Mercedes, windows down, elbows out, with him drinking a martini and smoking, and absolutely BLASTING "Night Fever" by the BeeGees. Can't be topped.
As of this week, I have gloriously reached the point where I can yet again KICK A SOCCER BALL! Good Christ, it's been since August when I epically tore my ligament and fractured my ankle. If my pre-wreck form is anything to go by, I can expect some damn good performances come the end of July. Amateur Savannah soccer players- you have been warned. (Seriously, if I wasn't good I would have quit sometime in the last 17 years I've been playing...)
Thanksgiving was fantastic, great food, family time and of course hitting the high street shops with my lady. She will be gone tomorrow for 3 weeks- cue much-needed Man Time, complete with old-fashions (the drink), Modern Warfare 2 on Xbox live (best. game. ever.) and crass conversations. Excellent.
Also, this week marks the beginning of Getting Back on Track, not the most enjoyable processes, but much-needed all the same. After having pneumonia for two weeks and having a big Thanksgiving break, my ass has to go to the gym and also start my evening runs around Ardsley.
Oh, and would somebody please beat Chelsea, they're starting to piss me off. Arsenal failed pathetically, so someone else pleas step up. Cheers.
oh yeah, you know I'd have some football in here....
here's an awesome goal celebration by Jimmy KicksLikeAHorse Bullard ->
-J
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