- May 12, 2010
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Sunday league was brilliant. I was only 16 and me and a mate joined the The Durham Ox, the underage drinker pub in Northallerton.
Training was a game of 5 a side every Tuesday night in Thirsk, and then a run around town on Thursday's. I'd get to the pitch behind the leisure centre every Sunday morning at 10am, ready to warm up for the 10:30 KO. If we were away, then it'd be 9:30 at the pub car park to get a lift to wherever we were going. Then after 90 mins of brutality, chasing long balls and the right back hoying up at the corner flag, it'd be back to the host teams' pub for a Sunday lunch and a pint.
For a 16 y/o it was initially intimidating, and eye-opening, mixing it with these blokes ranging from mechanics and factory workers in their 20s to some office based guys in their late 30s; But it matured us quickly as well, and gave me a grounding. Loved it.
Training was a game of 5 a side every Tuesday night in Thirsk, and then a run around town on Thursday's. I'd get to the pitch behind the leisure centre every Sunday morning at 10am, ready to warm up for the 10:30 KO. If we were away, then it'd be 9:30 at the pub car park to get a lift to wherever we were going. Then after 90 mins of brutality, chasing long balls and the right back hoying up at the corner flag, it'd be back to the host teams' pub for a Sunday lunch and a pint.
For a 16 y/o it was initially intimidating, and eye-opening, mixing it with these blokes ranging from mechanics and factory workers in their 20s to some office based guys in their late 30s; But it matured us quickly as well, and gave me a grounding. Loved it.