Wednesday, December 31, 2014
Wednesday, December 10, 2014
The New Leg - a short story by Brusselsbliue
Collski and his “new” mates are playing
indoor football on Thursday night when the door swings open and in strides this
tall figure sporting a newly acquired Spurs retro shirt and gleaming white
trainers. “So which one of you f**kers is going to pick me”.
They all stare
dumfounded.
The last they saw of this guy he needed a stroller to walk
around Stillorgan Shopping Centre. Nobody moves until Hobbles coughs and claims
he needs a rest and would be happy to sit on the bench. Yiddo goes up top calling
for the ball. It is played in to his feet. Collski tries in vain to go through the
back of him (his “special” as the big bully calls it). Yiddo swivels and
Bullock bursts in to tears as the ball hits the back of the
net. Without another word Yiddo turns his back on his erstwhile friends and
strides out the way he came in pausing at the door to glance back and saying
“It’s that time of the year my friends . The king is born – again”
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