oggbashan
Dying Truth seeker
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Tatelou said:Og, you intrigue me so goddam much. Do tell me some more... please!?
Lou![]()
OK. Their team coach broke down outside my female cousin's house. She was a substitute for the team and because her parents' house was large and near the pitch had arranged a meal for the team before the afternoon game. The coach was to be the last vehicle to leave her house so that the team could arrive after the fans.
I wasn't going. I was cook's assistant and washer up - the things one does for relations! - and my job was to clear up after they'd left and get everything ready for the victory feast or losing wake.
When their coach wouldn't start there was panic. They would lose the match by default. My cousin borrowed my car and piled all of them in it. They only had to travel about 3 miles but it was a dangerous drive. All their kit was already at the pitch so it was just bodies.
The coach driver called out his firm's mechanic and the coach was ready to collect them after the match. My cousin drove my car back.
They won. It was only a friendly match so no bones were broken. I thought mine would be. Grateful women hockey players who have won a match can be demonstrative.
Cold and frigid they were not. They were the female equivalent of rugby players - hard playing, hard working and just hard-on all the time.
Apart from that event I stayed well clear of them. I wanted to survive at least until I was 21.
Og

