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Good Old Days At Sportplay

A football memory Just like football* i am very old so if I may be so bold this memory I'll unfold each day,when school was out off to a green,hereabout- the teams often numbered seventeen! with our jumpers as posts, no boots ,referee or coaches ,you'd see back and forth we'd be 'til tired out,and ready for tea *you call it soccer over the pond Copyright © Brian Strand | Year Posted 2011

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