| Well, I'll be damned... |
[Feb. 6th, 2003|01:08 am] |
I have a page of writing up on my site here about my experiences when I used to play what we call American Football over here. I just got an e-mail about it from a former opponent! I never expected feedback...
Here it is:
Andy,
Read with some interest your American football page. I actually played for the Luton Flyers and on reading back through the programmes I see your name - I can scan in the copy of them if you desire?
I finished playing in 87 after our second year in the top divisions when the Flyers folded. I spent a season up at Milton Keynes and then left the sport. I now live in Sydney, NSW and there is a very low level game here. Have been to see a few matches and too be honest any of the teams from the Anglian division would put a fair few points past them down here!
Anyway nice to read about it.
Cheers, Brian
Have to say, the Flyers murdered us in both games that season. Mind you, after the second game, on the artificial turf at Kenilworth Road, I got asked for my autograph for the first and only time in my life.
Here's a couple of pictures. The first is before the first Flyers game - I'm on the far right of the back row (#37). The second is, er, the lightest registered player in the entire British American Football League in his Mum's front room, circa 1985. The shirt is the one I wore in training and the number 81 is a tribute to my footballing hero Dick 'Night Train' Lane.
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[Feb. 6th, 2003|06:52 am] |
This isn't good. Can't tell whether I'm okay again, or whether the stomach bug's still here. There's a lot of rumbling but nothing's happening. I think I may still have a problem but with no real proof I don't know whether to go into work or not.
Plus, tonight we're supposed to go to my parents' for my grandmother's 90th birthday... |
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