in last night's dream i was part of a village team that was assembling in a churchyard amongst the tombs and memorials
to our great discomfort it turned out that the opposition was going to be the italian world champions
we immediately sent the verger into the graveyard to create a few rough patches with a fork, hoping to even things up a little
but from the first moment of the match we played very badly ... and then i woke just as canavaro was about to shoot
