getting the hang of this "picture" thing just as it seems to be going out of fashion. well that's an improvement. i normally get the hang of things just as they come back into fashion.
much excitement this evening! went to watch brighton play northern ireland. well fulham actually but they are gradually bringing lawrie's green and white army on board. split loyalties! i like the seagulls and they played well promising hope for the coming season. but i really wanted to see the boys in green playing in white. i even brought my norn iron shirt (last worn in underarm, underarm copenhagen) to the game; carefully concealed in a lakeland carrier bag - that's how proud i am to wear the colours.
anyway! learning from my ignominious and groveling remarks to mr eubank [see earlier] i decided to be more courteous towards mr sanchez. having attracted the great man’s attention by brandishing my green cloth and scribbling nonchalently in the air (similar to the action used to attract a waiter's attention in a restaurant) i told him he "should be proud of what he had done for northern ireland football" and wished him and his team well in the coming season. he smiled benignly and graciously, probably fearing assault by an imbecile wielding an indelible marker pen. friendly fire i think it's called. if truth be told he was charming and went on to sign my shirt and programmes left, right and centre for folk around.
hence the picture. i know it's sad but i'm happy.
much excitement this evening! went to watch brighton play northern ireland. well fulham actually but they are gradually bringing lawrie's green and white army on board. split loyalties! i like the seagulls and they played well promising hope for the coming season. but i really wanted to see the boys in green playing in white. i even brought my norn iron shirt (last worn in underarm, underarm copenhagen) to the game; carefully concealed in a lakeland carrier bag - that's how proud i am to wear the colours.
anyway! learning from my ignominious and groveling remarks to mr eubank [see earlier] i decided to be more courteous towards mr sanchez. having attracted the great man’s attention by brandishing my green cloth and scribbling nonchalently in the air (similar to the action used to attract a waiter's attention in a restaurant) i told him he "should be proud of what he had done for northern ireland football" and wished him and his team well in the coming season. he smiled benignly and graciously, probably fearing assault by an imbecile wielding an indelible marker pen. friendly fire i think it's called. if truth be told he was charming and went on to sign my shirt and programmes left, right and centre for folk around.
hence the picture. i know it's sad but i'm happy.
2 comments:
Brilliant. Did you shout: "Hey you, big man!" in the end?
And blogger may be going out of fashion, but like my retro Northern Ireland kit proclaims; fashion fades, only style remains. Although my kit is both faded and unfashionable now.
Naw! I thought Brighton was maybe the wrong place to do that.
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