But I slid out of contention.
Commander in Chiefs.
The punter..
It was a ball hogger.
They called me Soccertes.
Because they always call the flop.
The Green Bay Picards.
The idea had its pros and cons.
They have a lot of spirit
Get all of their ducks in a row.
To get their quarter back.
Then, My Luck ran out.
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
The Packers!
It was the testicle.
They’re just OK
Hunchback.
Rumour has it they'll be great in the cup.
Why would anyone fantasize a losing team?
He heard they needed a little team spirit.
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!"
He said, "Why just the saints? There's like 31 other football teams."
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.
I was dating this speed skater who made the national team and was asked to go to the Olympics...Sochi left me.
We decided to visit the Paul. W Bryant Museum before the game. The museum is essentially just a building full of the history of Alabama college football including National Championship trophies and all that. I happened to notice that there were lots of Tennessee fans walking around the museum as well which seemed a bit odd to me.
Me: Dad, why are there so many Tennessee fans walking around in here? It seems strange.
Dad: Well son, they want to see what a trophy looks like.
We agreed to paint our chests to read "FOOTBALL" as we sat in the stands. But two of my pals, the first and second "O", didn't show up. And our team lost! I really should've expected that outcome. My absent friends were the bad o-men.
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
