I got a little tired and emotional after last night's summer squash.
Beaten by a girl.
Again.
Failed to eat, as team captain failed to provide sustenance.
Again.
Drowned sorrows on empty stomach.
Again.
Wobbled home in 3rd gear.
Again.
When Atko is your beer monitor you know you're in trouble.
I therefore resolve:
Never to play girls again. (occasional exception made for Mears)
To limit myself to only one post match beer...
Oh, go on, two then...
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