But I slid out of contention.
Gu-whack-a-mole
Commander in Chiefs.
The punter..
It was a ball hogger.
They called me Soccertes.
Because they always call the flop.
The idea had its pros and cons.
Get all of their ducks in a row.
They have a lot of spirit
Then, My Luck ran out.
To get their quarter back.
Every able lad within a few hundred miles wanted to play football for Central Catholic Fighting Knights.
Those who were familiar with the program, knew that the true heart and soul of the Knights football program was Sister Mary Margaret, an aged nun who would, in full habit, get out on the practice field and work on routes with the receivers, give pointers to the quarterbacks on their stances and releases, but most of all, love them like the second mother that she became to all of the boys in that program.
One year, on the eve of the state championship game, some evil malefactors broke into the convent and kidnapped Sister Mary Margaret. Everyone was stunned by the news, but none more so than the Knights of Central Catholic. They were devastated at the loss of their mentor.
As you might guess, the state championship game didn't go very well. For the first time in the history of the football program, the Knights were shut out. The Spartans beat them 42-0.
The next day, the headline on the local sports section read:
No Offense, Nun Taken
AC Milan
It was the testicle.
The Packers!
They’re just OK
Hunchback.
Rumour has it they'll be great in the cup.
He heard they needed a little team spirit.
Why would anyone fantasize a losing team?
I'm starting to lose Hope. I haven't felt Solo for a long time
It seems they have had Apache start to the season.
EDIT: Lack of context. UK here who knows nothing of 'handegg' (Sorry!) Replace 'football' with 'soccer'.
... I told her "Ask Lance Armstrong."
Younger bro: I probably won't support Chelsea as my London team anymore...
Older bro: I would support Brentside as your London team
Dad: Do you know who I support in London?
Brothers: Who?
Dad: a wife and three kids :D
My mum groaned but we (brothers and I) appreciated it...
Asked my Dad what his favorite college football team is besides his alma mater and my university.
Dad: "Georgia Tech of course." Me: "Why?" Dad: "They're the only football team named after an article of clothing..."
-_-
Mom was really struggling to come up with a team name, she's not super into football, and when she asked for suggestions, my dad immediately blurted "How about 'Mom Brady'?"
"Man, I bet when the refs make a bad call their fans get reeeeeal testy!"
Sinkhole de Mayo
He said, "Why just the saints? There's like 31 other football teams."
Most people don't know that back in 1912, Hellmann's mayonnaise was manufactured in England. In fact, the Titanic was carrying 12,000 jars of the condiment scheduled for delivery in Vera Cruz, Mexico, which was to be the next port of call for the great ship after its stop in New York. This would have been the largest single shipment of mayonnaise ever delivered to Mexico. But as we know, the great ship did not make it to New York. The ship hit an iceberg and sank, and the cargo was forever lost. The people of Mexico, who were crazy about mayonnaise, and were eagerly awaiting its delivery, were disconsolate at the loss. Their anguish was so great, that they declared a National Day of Mourning, which they still observe to this day. The National Day of Mourning occurs each year on May 5th and is known, of course, as Sinko de Mayo.
So we were at my football game discussing what positions everyone was playing. This is how the conversation went.
Dad: okay so who's playing in de gate?
The team: confused what do you mean, where is de gate?
Dad: oh, its next to defence.
The punter.
Every year, the team was in the state championship game, and usually won it handily. Every able lad within a few hundred miles wanted to play football for Central Catholic Fighting Knights.
Those who were familiar with the program, knew that the true heart and soul of the Knights football program was Sister Mary Margaret, an aged nun who would, in full habit, get out on the practice field and work on routes with the receivers, give pointers to the quarterbacks on their stances and releases, but most of all, love them like the second mother that she became to all of the boys in that program.
One year, on the eve of the state championship game, some evil malefactors broke into the convent and kidnapped Sister Mary Margaret. Everyone was stunned by the news, but none more so than the Knights of Central Catholic. They were devastated at the loss of their mentor.
As you might guess, the state championship game didn't go very well. For the first time in the history of the football program, the Knights were shut out. The Spartans beat them 42-0.
The next day, the headline on the local sports section read:
No Offense, Nun Taken
