It's supposed to be about football.
What are you doing on it then? You don't know anything about football. Writing sentences with "49ers" and "win" in them doesn't signify anything in particular. Girls can do that. And the only thing about football most of them know anything about is not covered in the Agony Aunt columns. Which hasn't stopped them cajoling their way onto the football programmes.
I bet you agree with that malarky about the honour being in playing the game rather than in winning. Nobody gets in the
teams unless they play the game like hounds do when they catch the fox. Otherwise we wouldn't need all these officials.
The teams down the local park are just blowing the booze and smoke out of their lungs and having a rest from the family and they play to win. And a pitiful sight it is too. Especially when it is muddy.
And I'm cutting and pasting nothing. Somebody else proved the gold thing for me and I know you said you made your sister, or your wife, or your wife's sister, cry, with your atheist twaddle. It doesn't matter which lady it was. Making ladies cry is not right. They have quite sufficient to worry about as it is. One should try to make them laugh.
Anyway, on behalf of the crew, I invite you to play in the Pick-um game next season. And farmerman too. I would enjoy giving you both a good stuffing.
PS. How many officials are there in these games I see on TV?