Don't know about anybody else, but I still can't get the match out of my head. And it occured to me that it feels like the morning after a very good sh@g :-) Well more than a sh@g in fact, say the first night with someone really special. I'm totally knackered, I'm walking around in a daze, with a serious hobble, and have this stupid grin on my face. I can't helping replaying each goal in my mind, going over them again and again, trying to relive the pleasure. All the time I'm thinking about the next time, wondering and hoping. But at the same time I know it won't last, and I'd be foolish to even entertain the idea. What should I do? 8-P

-- Anonymous, December 19, 2001

Answers

Almost post-coital

-- Anonymous, December 19, 2001

It was soooo long ago Pete i cant remember what that felt like...

-- Anonymous, December 19, 2001

Enjoy the now, worry about the later...err, later. :-)

-- Anonymous, December 19, 2001

Wallow in it for 3 full days because on Saturday that new someone special will probably get sh@gged rotten by someone else :-(

-- Anonymous, December 19, 2001

With me watching...or to be more accurate just listening :-(

-- Anonymous, December 19, 2001

Hang on Pete, you were with me last night. Granted the earth moved up in block 18, row 34, seat 48, but I can't remember being interfered with. Maybe next time (we win in London)

-- Anonymous, December 19, 2001

ROTFLMAO, Geordie. Got to be Greenspun Post of the Month for December.

-- Anonymous, December 19, 2001

I'm walking around in a daze, with a serious hobble

A serious hobble? I daren't ask really. Perhaps I'm doing it wrong.

-- Anonymous, December 19, 2001