MY TIME TO SHINE!.. THEIR BOOTS.

This extra Blog finds me currently detoxing at the 'World Cup Campsite', which is about an hour's drive from the center of Rio.

  World Cup Campsite...the venue for 'Britain v The Rest Of The World!'

World Cup Campsite...the venue for 'Britain v The Rest Of The World!'

There was a 7 aside football competition organised for this morning, for which the teams were Britain v The Rest of The World
 

Now!!...by the end of the first half things were not going according to plan when, despite some sublime play from the talented British striker (me?) and a few near misses from others, we were loosing 5-1 .

After a passionate half time talking too, which involved a disturbing 'hair dryer incident', we started to pull it back. I had one low shot that just fizzed wide, and one long range effort that was hit sweetly, but went out for a throw in. Luckily the other British forwards were a little more accurate (and talented) and we clawed it back to 6-5 (playing first to 10).

  Some of the Rest of The World squad...with Gerry the 'British winger sneaking in on the far right of the picture!

Some of the Rest of The World squad...with Gerry the 'British winger sneaking in on the far right of the picture!

It was at this point of the game that I came into my own. I played, what at least one other person agreed, was the ball of the match to Gerry, our winger, from Chelsea. I curled the ball cross field with pinpoint accuracy and Gerry showed the prowess of a ballerina but the ability of a slug, when he delivered the perfect air shot.

2 mins later Gerry, obviously feeling guilty, repaid the compliment by floating a beautiful pass that was crying out to be hit. With glory in my mind I decided to go for a ' half overhead kick' type approach, making good contact with the ball but volleying it directly into my own face.

HOWEVER.... all was not lost..... despite having almost broke my nose, the ball was dropping directly onto my right foot and as the 'Rest of The World' defenders were all distracted by laughing, I seized my opportunity and hit the ball with a delightful strike. The ball, now travelling close to the speed of sound, sailed way over the cross bar, and with cries of "Av It" was heading for row ZZ of the stand when it got stuck in a tree, alas bringing the game to a premature end. Final score 6-5 to the Rest Of The World.