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Post by whydelilah on Jul 11, 2011 13:11:56 GMT
Tom Soares
Day 1
Another day of pointless training. I put myself through the ringer each day and for what? I end up breathing out of my arse in order to get fit and then sit around doing fuck all for an entire season. Absolute waste of my fucking time.
Day 2
Same as day 1. This is fucking depressing. Spoke to my agent about a move, alls he can come up with is a move to a lower club. “less money, more work” basically he says, “you’d actually have to do something on a Saturday”. Fuck that for a game of spiders.
Day 3
Losing the will to fucking live. I’m sure the gaffer doesn’t even know what I look like. He never acknowledges me. I turned up for training today still pissed and off my tits on Smack. He never noticed. I threw up 16 times on the hill runs. Nothing, not even a “sort your fucking life out, Tom”.
Day 4
Didn’t even bother turning up today. Gaffer hasn’t noticed, no repercussions. I managed to get to level 42 on Tetris. Most productive day so far.
Day 5
Flew home, fuck this shit. Can’t be arsed with it anymore.
Told Sal to say “here” for me when the register is called.
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Post by MermaidSal on Jul 11, 2011 13:16:56 GMT
Told Sal to say “here” for me when the register is called. At last!! I knew Tone would see the light one day, a mother of two with no legs in the squad is all we've been lacking ;D ;D ;D I'd be about as much as use as poor old TS though, why's he still here again??
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Post by Dharma Bum on Jul 11, 2011 13:58:05 GMT
Told Sal to say “here” for me when the register is called. At last!! I knew Tone would see the light one day, a mother of two with no legs in the squad is all we've been lacking ;D ;D ;D I'd be about as much as use as poor old TS though, why's he still here again?? He's the Chief Exec, he handles the money and gets sponsorship deals and such.
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