JAMES SPRATT .org

I feel battered. Yesterday was the first game of the season for us and for the forseeable future, our ‘home’ ground is Battersea Park. Dog turds or body parts, actually I’d go with the body parts. Pleased to report that we trounced the sweatie-porridge-lovin’ amateurs, so despite their bagpipe support on the side lines they still couldn’t muster a point against us, shame. So it was good to have a run out and the odd hard hit here and there.