Is right lid, no regrets at all I can tell.Indeed, it's often just a matter of opportunity. I was a better footballer than Ball back in the day. Only difference was I grew up on a concil estate, my ma and da were skint, and I was more interested in sagging than taking my PE lessons.
Not surprising really. PE used to consist of, err, baseball, rugby and cross country, with the occasional footy thrown in. Not to mention that one of the PE teachers was a 6' 4" ex rugby player who seemed to thrive on slamming into little weeds like me.
F off mr teacher, ya bellend, this is Liverpool. We don't want to play rugby, and don't get me started on baseball.....
Anyway, I digress, you can probably tell I'm half way through a bottle of scotch....
I have had two offers to play rugby in the past few weeks but think I'm gonna swerve it as it probably would hurt now.










