Morning training session. Goal count : 3.

All well taken goals. Shows that my scoring touch isn't rusty. =)

This was with some VJC dudes. We owned them. Cheers! I didnt score against their keeper. He was like a mammoth in front of the goal.









This was the picture of the day. Daniel G was doing the usual and I happened to walk past it and went "Holy.."

Nigel and I then snapped one picture each. Damn cool.

Also damn funny. So many butts poking out.







So today was a rush of heat, literay and practically. Morning was at MT street soccer, bare-bodied. For those who don't know me, it's a habit to play bare-bodied for me. In school sometimes also.

Now I am damn tanned, or rather very lobster as said by Mariam. My right ankle is going to collapse soon man.

Then in the evening, our FRIENDLY and POLITE policemen came down to TALK to us in a very POLITE way. ( sarcasm intended)

I had a very heated debate with a very POLITE officer whose hearing needs checking up. Seriously noobish officer. I think I was damn close to spending the night in a cell.

Nevermind. I just realised something. This is to end of the post.

To Danny : Remember the stereotype I told you? IT'S DAMN TRUE AND WE CANNOT CHANGE IT.

Carrying your name, close to me.
11:51 PM