You try and show off your Messi like ball skills (in my dreams)… Then something gets in the way. The dog loves football. He’s very keen however he still is struggling to pick up even the most rudimentary basic game rules.
“Dad now its the end of the season it’s time to check our team predictions.” Each of us tries to guess where each team will finish in the English Premier League. That’s 20 teams.
Ok I’ll go and find the lists we wrote down.
“No need Dad I can remember where we put each team”. That’s two lists we did back in August. When I later checked – he remembered both lists perfectly. I can’t even remember our telephone number..
Guess who lost….
“Dad you said Fulham would finish 7th. They got relegated.”
“You said Huddersfield would be mid table and they all got 16pts coming last”
“Funniest one is you said Newcastle (my club) would finish bottom. They somehow got to to 13th”.
He didn’t even have to check the final league table. This was memorised perfectly as well.
“As you came second I need to decide your forfeit. You have to listen to YouTube Alvin and The Chipmunks song videos for three hours solid.”
Deep joy. Still could be worse. Could have been U2….