*Sigh* I have never been, how do I put this... sportif.
Fortunately though, I was spared the shame of being picked last in Gym class most likely because, with my stumbling and severe rule-grasping deficiency, I could single-handedly confuse the opposing team into losing at whatever sport we were playing that week : )
My brother (the ultimate Jack of all Sports) was very patient with me when we were growing up.
He is the reason I know you're only allowed 14 clubs in your golf bag and what offside means and that RBI does NOT, in fact, stand for Really Big Ice cream.
He is the reason I know you're only allowed 14 clubs in your golf bag and what offside means and that RBI does NOT, in fact, stand for Really Big Ice cream.
I must mention, however, that we both call it football, not soccer- a sport he babbles about on HIS blog.
A word of warning, he's a deeply devoted Barca fan and although he loves food as much as I do, he is partial to steak and pasta.
A word of warning, he's a deeply devoted Barca fan and although he loves food as much as I do, he is partial to steak and pasta.
p.s. Happy World Nutella Day, everybody!
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Awesomeness!!!
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