Will the real Moody Blues please stand up? (We need to talk about Wade.)
The new season began with a wave of optimism as all our usual faces were returning with a new and capable goal keeper in Stevie D and a left back in Grant Master P, who shockingly can kick with his left foot. Also DJ Swift came stumbling in from the post proper football retirement cold and put a jersey on at the ripe old age of 39.
The new season began with a wave of optimism as all our usual faces were returning with a new and capable goal keeper in Stevie D and a left back in Grant Master P, who shockingly can kick with his left foot. Also DJ Swift came stumbling in from the post proper football retirement cold and put a jersey on at the ripe old age of 39.
So with this bunch what could go wrong…..well fuck. Millsy decided to go on a four week trip and the pressure of the 2015 MVP trophy got so much for Manly Matty he got on a slow boat and left the country. We are a team in transition. The real question I need to ask is how do you define the Moody Blues FC in 2016? Against Saints we couldn’t shoot or defend to save our lives.
Against the Reds we free scored and defended well. Against the Japs we scored and then parked the biggest, dirtiest double decker bus you’ve ever seen.
I was also dismayed that we were unable to get a 35’s team to travel. It then hit me. What are these pricks doing in their private lives that is so important? Do we not bleed football? Then someone drops a copy of ‘Oasis’ in my lap. I’m barely over Manly Matty’s meteoric rise into social and print media super stardom when the boys drop the bomb on me that Wade’s going all fucking ‘Blue Steel’.
JESUS H.CHRIST. What the absolute fuck is going on. LOOK. I’ve made peace with the idea that we are not the shit eating wild men version of the Moody Blues circa 1993-1999, that had as much a reputation for nude runs in buses and pooing in hotel pools as winning games. Nor are we the Dodgey Doherty led version of the early 00’s that was just as likely to win trophies as stage coup’s against each other for ash tray money. BUT none of them had to deal with this mob of media darlings and male models. FOR FUCKS SAKE.
Ahem.
I have always maintained I am a people’s President and it would be churlish of me not to consider the needs of others and if Wade has needs that are not being met than I do feel a level of responsibility to assist him in his…well…alternative life style choices. So with that in mind – Wade, I would like to say to you, you are the bravest man I know. Your decision to come out of the closeted styling room and to join the fraternity of male models is an admirable one. In fact I think you held back. So much so you inspired me to give it a go. Sure I don’t have your good looks, pubescent beard, fashion sense or feminine leanness but I felt I could still bring the ‘Dad Bod’. I also had to access my four year old daughters toy room for some shoot accessories but damn it!, I did it and it felt good (see below)
Good on you son. Keep it up and may you have a great season.
P.S Locke, Johnny B, Carl, Rantucci and Andy may not feel the same way.
P.P.S the oar was confusing.
P.S Locke, Johnny B, Carl, Rantucci and Andy may not feel the same way.
P.P.S the oar was confusing.