Sunday, 9 December 2007

Damp squib

Here's what I should have looked like yesterday.

Instead I remained warm and dry indoors after picking up a voicemail at 1.15 pm, just as I was about to leave the house, informing me that Chiltern had called the match off owing to a "very wet pitch". Now, call me old fashioned, but since when have rugby matches been called off because it's wet and muddy?

I appreciate that it was a Vets game and us oldies don't really need to be slithering around in the mud when there are better things (well, better according to our other halves, at least) we could be doing, but intrinsically it seems a bit lame to cancel a game just because it's wet. Yes, there was a part of me that was relieved not to be out there in the rain but by the time I received the message I'd psyched myself up sufficiently to be disappointed to be told that I wouldn't be able to spend the afternoon freezing my nuts off.

After all, surely it could not have been as bad as this...

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