We went to the footy last week, to watch the big guns of the Burley Trojans (reserves) facing up to division leaders Horsforth. The Trogs went ahead early in the first half as some comedy goalkeeping allowed our nippy striker in the score. "Keepers!" bellowed the keeper, as the ball bounced over his head and through his hands. A lucky goal, but could we hang on ? No, towards the end of the first half their striker, Gobshite I think he was called, a man who was so piss poor even Sheffield Wednesday sacked him, squeezed past the Trojans defence (honestly, danced through them leaving several layers looking like statues) and equalised. All through the game Burley keeper Fenners sparkled, as Horsforth pressed forwards and peppered the Trojans goal he kept shot after shot out of the net. Into the second half big Jamie Davey got booked for an innocuous push, which seemed unfair as he should have been booked for telling the referee to fuck off, the opposing players to fuck off, a man walking his dog to fuck off................ Oh no! After some pressure, and some more fine goalkeeping, Horsforth take a 2-1 lead, and despite some late pressure from the Trojans, win the match. The svelte and athletic Jamie Davey glides past a Horsforth midfielder whilst to the right, winger (and brother in law mk.2) Andy Wheeler and two Horsforth players get in some line dancing practice. Football hooligan, look at the hatred writ large upon brother in law mk.2's face, look at the way he's kicking that man in the nads after he's gone down, look at Jonathon "Chopper" Clarkson performing the Horsforth two step and thinking "He can't do that, that's my job."