Player Update

View United is battling! We have lost some of our best players, including recent MPPs. The situation is diabolical with 2 players sitting on the bench and only 1 player scoring goals. Here is a recent player summary.

Coach and masters are still participating in friendlys as they have been from the beginning. Their roles remain the same and they perform them with the same high levels of skill as before.

Doc has gone into retirement. In fact, she barely participates in friendlys. Although she does come to the match, she just sits on the bench absorbed in Durban. Yes, Durban was the one that forced our reigning MPP into retirement. In fact, one could say they are the admin staff of View United. This is because their admin has created some interesting situations. The rest of the team, like most people, cannot stand the admin but it appears they have to deal with it. Needless to say the admin is ALWAYS silly, which just frustrates the team more. However, Durban now has someone to dye his hair for him.
The storms along the coast line recently were not cause by the alignment of the earth, moon and sun as people seem to believe. It was in fact caused by Durban’s disgust over being called a groupie, he believes he should be on the team. I did however manage to show him that he didn’t want the stigma and public humiliation of scoring an own goal. Incest is still a crime here, we are not in Utah people.

Tit is also in retirement but she participates in friendlys whenever the aging family does not require feeding at their birthday dinner. Her groupie, though not new on her scene, is a bit of a new-comer to The View United Fan/groupie Club. Von Dutch(man) has made few appearances because he has been away so not much to report on him just yet, I’m hoping to see a little more from this groupie as the others have been so committed in the past.
Token and myself have found our way back to the bench. Actually Token never left the bench in all honesty. Although he attempted to kick something the other night, it wasn’t actually for any form of game play and he kicked me instead, bruising my ankle.

Our MVP Delicious is the only one earning her paycheck! She is now the MPP too. Watching this girl play is jaw dropping. Her skill and perfection are so evident, her game play is smooth and confident as she commands the field. When out on the field the other teams are attracted to her like moths to a flame baby!!! She is carrying View United, like Johnny Wilkinson carried the English team to victory through the last world cup. Delicious will not suffer any pain (particularly in her back) for carrying the weight that is View United as her skills are unmatchable and irresistible.

What looked like a promising season for the team has turned into a season scarred by scandal and player loss. The vast number of their supporters are worried about the remaining players and the evident lack of commitment shown by the other players.

Remain Infinitely Cute
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Happily Ever After my ASS

Why is it that the people who deserve the most in life never actually get it? And the people who don't deserve it...get it ALL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Possibly the most selfish, useless person I know in this world gets everything handed to them on a silver platter...whilst another person close to me gets nothing. The latter has to work her ass off to make ends meet...and never complains doing it. Still she finds time to be there for everyone else in her life. She never puts herself first...But come the time that she truly needs help, the one person who is able to give it to her refuses, because she apparently 'ruined his life' a lifetime ago...

I struggle to see how she ruined his life when he is sitting pretty financially and emotionally, and is happy in his new life. The new life happens to be with the above mentioned selfish, lazy bitch which is where my dilemma comes in...

How do I continue to show respect to this person when all she does is think about herself and how she can keep up with the Jones' that are her friends? Sincerity and genuineness certainly don't feature in her vocabulary. But man is she good at faking it...

So, in a nutshell, you have a man...let's call him Bob. You have a lazy, useless excuse for a decent woman...we will call her Slob. And you have a wonderful, caring, loving woman...let's call her Love (please excuse creative nightmare on the names).

Bob and Love end their relationship. Bob continues to punish Love for years on end...for what? I wish i knew...Bob then finds Slob and convinces himself that he is happy with her and together they make Love (doubtful :))...make Love - the person - and everyone else close to her's life a living hell...

Marriage = wonderful
Divorce = a f*cking disaster
Divorce + Slob + a very changed Bob = quarter life crisis for myself !!!!!!!!!!!!

I have had my moan...Next post will be full of fun and laughter I promise - just have to get drunk and make another ass out of myself first :)

Have a good week all...
Yours in Monday/Divorce Blues
Tit

Flowers

A bunch of roses arrived in my favorite colour.
They really are beautiful.
The card was sweet.
So why do I feel so shocking?

Out for a Golden Duck

I have this alarming skill of making a complete ass of myself and last night I did such a perfect job that I had the entire Dodgy Rodger adding in their little bit on the event.

Infinite Cuteness walks up to the wicket. The crowds and fellow team mates watch with antici…..pation. She approaches the wicket. Before she takes her stance, she does her signature hair flick and prepares for the ball that will soon be flying at her at great speed. The crowd holds their breathe……… The other team yells with glee, Cuteness is out… for a GOLDEN DUCK!

Ok, granted this is a little cryptic. So, last night, while desperately looking for a place to put our bums last night, I saw some stools standing wide open. I rushed over, reading to plonk my ass on one. A girl told me that her boyfriend and some mates were sitting there. I looked at her ever so coyly, slowly started to sit and suggested they stand for a bit….. At which point I realized that I was putting my bum down on fresh air! In slow motion I fell to the floor! Now I wasn’t drunk, was on my first drink which was half full (note: first drink – first ball – out = golden duck). And no it was not in a little tucked away corner or in a very empty restaurant. It was smack bam in centre of a very packed Jolly! The girl helped me up. My friends had walked off, but they did not realize I had fallen. Durban said “I turned around and u were there then turned back and you were gone! Then this girl said that I just walked off and left you after you fell, and she called me a C@#$.” People watched as I told my friends of my story, blushing and giggling. They laughed and smiled at me trying to make it seem ok. I just felt small. Very very small.

Needless to say I have a bruised bum, back and tricep. Being renowned for my clumsiness I haven’t had a spectacular fall in a long while, this one makes up for the rest of 2007!