Gaffer Kay wished he'd brought his P.A to the teamtalk |
Gaffer Douglas "Spartacus" Kay has his work cut out when offering up his pre-match team talk tomorrow, it seems.
Yes, this week looks to bring on the biggest selection headache since Petrie had to decide on bottles of Blue WKD or shots of Vodka Sourz in Harry's Bar.
Players have been literally crawling out the woodwork (or in Jamie Begg's case the Antipodean bush - Steady! -Ed) to showcase their skills for the famous Peruvian Pulseurs de Boule at Musselburgh tomorrow.
After last weeks thumping 4-1 win in a damp, dreich, dour Dalkeith, it looks like Primaries are well set to mount a strong challenge this season - if Kay can seperate the sweet from the naff (thats a riff on the arable farming term "wheat from the chaff", dingus - Ed) as the playing pool threatens to resemble a Somerset waterway.
No matter. I'm sure there will be ample opportunity for keen-as-mustard upstarts and well-worn-out veterans alike to show what they can bring to this rag-tag, footballing travellers camp we call P.S.F.C.
Incidentally, there is no truth to rumours that Willie French's Am-Dram company "Drambo" offered the squad a loan of their festival bleacher seating to accommodate the teeming mass of substitutes on the sidelines. (What do you mean you never knew about Willie's board treading gift?? -Ed *flounces away in disdain*)
French's award winning portrayal of Elvis in "Somebody Up There Likes Me" |
Anyhow. Our track record at Pinkie has been woeful of late and its about bloody time we took the ram by the horns (will you 'ave 'ush at back! -Ed) and show exactly what a 78 strong bunch of misfits led by a bald Richard O'Brien lookalike can do!
Come along. Play for 8 minutes. Sit on your arse for 82. In the RAIN.
Have at you!!! You CAD!!
Dickie Davis
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