Yeah right.
Not a phrase that is often employed by TLF, particularly when Mr TLF has just trounced me at badminton, hit a few more clay pigeons than me or beaten me at the derts.
And certainly not when TLF’s football teams suffer defeat. In his first week of being properly mounted (stoppit), Bardolph’s magic worked a treat for the Mighty Foxes and helped reduce TLF grumpy levels. Sadly, however his influence could not extend to the Mighty Saints as TLF’s long absence from Clarence Park was rewarded with a mood dampening defeat.
Perhaps the phrase just needs a tweak however. It’s not the winning but the…
* Pre match beers in the pub watching Liverpool with Julie
* Catching up with the fine folk running and lurking by shop and beer stall and the Saints bar
* Half time rant about politics
* The company of our fine programme editor at half time and being forced to have that fourth pint because apparently, ‘the bar doesn’t do halves’
* Seeing El Presidente Malcolm, in fine fettle and having a good chat for the first time in ages
* Four and a half pints (oops)
…that counts.
De Coubertin Fox
Fox nailed to the wall. Colours nailed to the Fox