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luck is said to come in three's, so it was with open arms that the Strikers
welcomed back Arthur Fonzerelli, plus their loyal supporters at Spreydon Domain.
A glint was seen in the eye's of the Strikers Strikers as only eight of the
Titanz bothered to show. Early into the first half however, Tackle's nemesis
Snow pulled the sky blue love wagon into Domain Terrace, thus evening things up
ever so slightly.
Numerous missed attempts from the Strikers throughout the first half led to
the half time sacking of Sunnyside Football Club Association leading scorer
Drag'm. The only players deemed to be worth their salt in the first being Jesus,
The Fonz, and Snow, who managed to fat one in from 35 yards into his own goal.
Half time saw the Strikers up by 4-1.
The turnaround, and perhaps the oranges of the season certainly fired the
lads up. Some captaincy brilliance saw Timmy Tackle promoted to the front line,
as well as the hard man of Sunnyside Football fending off all around him to nab
his second of the season from as many appearances at the helm. To quote Trigger
himself:
"Put me at the front, and I'll score f###king goals"...
"Pass me the Drambui, bitch"...
"Better stop the van"...
"Dan, can you put me to bed?"
Jesus finally produced the form we have all known exists within him, and
found himself struggling through a tally as player of the day.
When all was said and done though, 8-1 reflect a pretty piss poor effort
against only nine players. The Strikers weekly practices have thus been
cancelled.
Of special note this week, Hoffa's missus, who came to support wearing really
tight shorts. Keep up the good work.
 
Captains Report
I was tired of my lady
We'd been together too long
Like a worn-out recording
Of a favorite song
So while she lay there sleeping
I read the paper in bed
And in the personal columns
There was this letter I read"If you like Pina Coladas
And getting caught in the rain
If you're not into yoga
If you have half a brain
If you'd like making love at midnight
In the dunes on the Cape
Then I'm the love that you've looked for
Write to me and escape."
I didn't think about my lady
I know that sounds kind of mean
But me and my old lady
Have fallen into the same old dull routine
So I wrote to the paper
Took out a personal ad
And though I'm nobody's poet
I thought it wasn't half bad
"Yes I like Pina Coladas
And getting caught in the rain
I'm not much into health food
I am into champagne
I've got to meet you by tomorrow noon
And cut through all this red-tape
At a bar called O'Malley's
Where we'll plan our escape."
So I waited with high hopes
And she walked in the place
I knew her smile in an instant
I knew the curve of her face
It was my own lovely lady
And she said, "Oh it's you."
Then we laughed for a moment
And I said, "I never knew."
That you like Pina Coladas
Getting caught in the rain
And the feel of the ocean
And the taste of champagne
If you'd like making love at midnight
In the dunes of the Cape
You're the lady I've looked for
Come with me and escape
repeat chorus twice and fade out
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