drrrrrrrrream
Right, in this dream I was playing left-back for Manchester United (bear with me on this one!) and we were playing Norwich. I had done well in training and had been given a chance. Now, there was no Fergie or Queiroz. Nope. There was, however, the evil fat bastard of a coach I had a couple of years ago who made me feel so small and low that I quit playing, and his assistant. It was quite warm so when the ball was out for a throw we all rushed to the side-lines to have some water only Norwich had nicked all the bottles! The Brazilian youngster Rincon was playing at right-back and he kept having a laugh waving to me and making faces every time I looked over to check that I wasn't ruining the offside-trap. The last thing in the dream was me going over to the Norwich bench saying "YOU NICKED OUR BOTTLES!" and that's when I woke up!
My coach would NEVER had let me play even if I HAD done well in training so this was quite an unrealistic dream ;)
My coach would NEVER had let me play even if I HAD done well in training so this was quite an unrealistic dream ;)