The International Tournament

Man oh man, what a weekend again. I’m pretty sure that was the funniest holiday I’ve ever been on. A trip to the Netherlands to play in the International Tournament. The best way to describe it I think is like a music festival, but with the music replaced with football. And god was it fun.

 

I’m not gonna go into too many details cos I could be writing for a few hours, but highlights for me were…

• Looking hard as with a bandage round my head and blood on my face and shirt, thanks to a collision with a dutch goalkeeper who looks like an afghan dog.
• The red light district in Amsterdam.
• Playing in a team with pretty damn close to all my best friends in the world, the fact that half of them don’t play made it all the sweeter.
• Dressing up like the Sabotage video, and looking unbelievably gay. hot. Watch this, unbelievable genius.
• Going to bed at 5am every night, then being woken up at 7.30am every morning by the Chemical Brothers and the Prodigy playing full blast over the games hall sound system.
• Then heading out to play a game of football at 9am, or just sitting in a dugout chanting and shouting at the other teams.
• The final game against the English team, it ended up 14 v 10 i think, drink being happily consumed on the pitch, the referee joining in the football, Calum scoring an OG, a stripper coming on the pitch, running through on goal and being tripped up in the opposition box by our goalkeeper (CT) for a penalty. The ref then sent the stripper off. Saunders missed the penalty.
• John climbing up a floodlight to raise the saltire at the top, crazy.

All in all a seriously great weekend, I have never laughed so much in my life. Banter heaven.

More funny stuff can be found on youtube and on flickr, also on bitsofbobs, and bitsofbobs flickr.

Ooh, and on the way home Saunders drooled.