Remember the caseys we used to play with?
Played for Old Swan's Boys Club for a one off.
Mystery Wavertree, pissing down with rain, casey became like a medicine ball.
I was playing fullback, opposing keeper hoofs the ball down the pitch, me and the centre half watching one striker, centre half shits out, opposing striker shits out, me being an advocate of not letting the ball bounce attacks the ball, great clearing header but knocked myself fucking sensless.
Those old caseys certainly soaked up the water!