Time For A Holiday
When I were a lad summer was a very different beast.
Inspired by Seve we'd take to the fairways, dedicated to mastering the Royal and Ancient game well
enough to give Nick Faldo the beating he so richly deserved.
We'd take to the tennis court to out boom-boom Boris Becker.
Football would take a back seat, save for the odd snippet of transfer gossip and the release of the
official squad photograph, never fully complete without a sprinkling of mullets and a selection of
ill advised moustaches.
The Scottish Football Blog @ Jun 15, 2011 1:30 PM EDT | Blog Profile
