Chapter 1731 Fuck: You Owe Me:>9
- He hated the tyke squads. He'd played soccer for about fifteen years now, either competitively or just for fun. He loved the game and he took it very seriously. So to go from the older crowds that threw elbows, slide tackled, checked against the boards, and offered him the rare chance of using his cards, to kids that didn't even know about off-sides was a little aggravating. He even tried to eject an eight year old for crying when his own attempt at an illegal trip caused him to stub his toe.
- Add to that the fact that he wanted nothing more than to be at home with Laura, Chris found himself in one hell of a cranky mood.
- After the third game, Simon caught up with him in midfield. Since Simon had started on time he was already done and changed out of his uniform.