Oh Eddie Eddie, Eddie, Eddie, Eddie, Eddie, Eddie Stein

I read an interview this week online with the wonderful Eddie Stein which brought back some fantabulous (my new word) memories. Whaddaya mean you don't know who Eddie Stein is? Check it out here: http://www.barnetfc.premiumtv.co.uk/page/News/LatestNewsDetail/0,,10431~1009443,00.html


Speaking of sport- running around a rugby pitch in 27 degree weather whilst wearing a black 100% polyester shirt IS NOT FUN. We went eastwards yesterday for a rugby tournament and one of the other teams was short of players so I went to play for them with a couple of others from my team. They had enough players for the position that I normally play in and when one of the other girls went off injured in the first game I took her place and played out of position. It was actually good fun playing for another team (except for getting smacked in the ear, having a very high tackle on me by some bitch and the bruises all over my knees and elbows) I gave everything I had (which isn't a whole lot) and played over 3 and half of the 4 games we had and although we lost all our games we didn't play too badly actually. Most interesting was the game when I played against my own normal team. Steffi was desperate to tackle me and didn't manage it- hah!- and even gave my team a penalty when she came offside against me.

Come to think of it I actually played football for a bit yesterday- during a game I was chasing the ball and was about a metre ahead of my opponent so I had no possibility to pick it up which meant I had to resort to kicking it along gaining some distance up the field until it finally went out for a line out. This was also done only with my left foot- quite an achievement as if I was a footballer I'd be totally right footed.