Pick-up match yesterday was ace.

[mc_mike]

When's the next? All apologies to my teammates about the lack of direction I experienced a time or two over the course of the game, as well as for the score I made against you, Wood. Didn't cost us anything though in the end, yeah? Still won, buried more like, and I s'pose the looker playing Seeker on our side may've had a hand in that. Reminds me - MacDougal? My eyes are still awaiting an apology.

Cheers for the bruise on my arse, Smith. It's made sitting a right adventure and walking a riot.


Fuck, it felt good to fly.

Comments

[http://users.livejournal.com/mike_corner_/]

Oi, it'd've taken more than a sodding Quidditch move named after you to've turned that match to your favour. Cor mate, we even scored for your team and you still lost with your pants around your ankles.

[http://users.livejournal.com/_boot_terry/]

You must not remember the glory of the Boot Shuffle if you're saying such a thing as that, mate. That move was bloody brill. And my pants were firmly planted, as was the arse they were covering, unlike yours.