ahhh so thats what the balls meant to look like (next you'll be saying we play on grass..) , and i think Wilson have got an excuse for fluctuating performance, there shirts do say "Imperial Medical school FC"....
It's nice to know that you gave Linstead a mention worthy of our reputation. As for the standard of the games, something has to be done about infringements. We don't want a re-occurence of what happened after the Holbein/Willis Jackson-Linstead game do we?
"Wilson came back the next year to dominate the league and inflict what is still Clayponds heaviest defeat" - this will remain in all our memories. For those of you who want to cast a look at this double-winning Wilson House team, check http://www.ansgar-kirsch.de/photos/fussball.html !! Many greetings to all and good luck for this year's teams!!
I had the pleasure of actually playing for pembridge in all, well but one, of the totally diabolical, but unbelievably stupidly hilerious games of toga in which we happened to lose. As it happens, for those of you who think we're s**te, well yes, infact, we are, but also on the side, for about 15 of those games, we only fielded a side, half drunk most of the time, usually with the average turnout of 4 or maybe 6 players. These few had to be woke up with rape alarms thrown into their rooms i mite add. So, even though we did actually lose to brazabon, which is quite an achievement even for pembridge, keep in mind that there is no other team that could have possibly matched us for the biggest laugh that we had when playing 'football'. Sunday mornings just wont be the same again with all you serious boys and no pembridge jokers. Ahhh, the joy. Still, there is always the wilson house communal toss tisue to play with.
Well, as Pembridge Captain I have to take some of the plaudits, though I am now a broken man. I just want everyone to know that zero points is a record that can't be beaten and hence I am proud. I don't know if we had more fun than everyone else, but when we lost 4-0 to Wilson on the last day of the normal season, we were the ones breaking out the beer and we were last off the pitch. Although the latter was because we were beating up our goalkeeper. Ah, the joy. Roll on next year.