“There is a saying over here in old Blighty and it talks about football (or soccer if your American) and it goes something like “It’s a funny old game”. This old adage couldn’t have been more apt in my recent dealings with the coach known as Clementus.

It seems when I play my flings against him, if they start the match without my trees – I win, if I start with them – I lose. Now I know there are far more issues surrounding the game than who is in and who is out, but they are perplexing nonetheless. It makes a mockery of the fact I sit here with my fingers crossed hoping both my trees will not take root, when in all actuality I seem to play better without them.

Should I start a fling team without trees – hell no – I may be stupid but I’m not mad!!
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