Hi there . Thanks for the reply , yes i to enjoy writing and recalling the past ,as those events may never come back .but thats all we have now . belive me we homes ogbs have so much to talk about ,and if we just write it down ,surely we will have a book in a few years from now . please keep posting and yeah write your name down whenever you want to post a message melvinn
Scottish Canadain guys were champion foota players when it came to playing in the rains . We guys played barefoot and man it was fun sliding from one end of the field to the other end .
And yeah when the ball went down the khud we made mud balls and pelted one another .( ouch that stung bad )
We looked like really dirty buggers with muc all around us .
I remember the small rock sticking out from the corner end of the field ,and how I mistook it for the ball and kicked it so hard that my flesh was sticking out of my legs . I was rushed to hospi and had to be kept up for almost 3 weeks . I had to take stitches and how the dam anesthesia didnt work on me . 3 nurses were holding me and while sister kathak was stictching my legs up . I shouted like a wild tiger and how I was so much in pain that I socked the nurses up . man those days in hospi were pretty good thats how I met the nurse and finally fell in love with her ,she later on jilted me because i was too innocent and didnt make love to her when she was doing night duty . anyways all the fund days Melvinn
