Well I never thought I'd be playing in a squash tournament in Sweden, but it's happened. Named Roslagen, based in that particular area of Stockholm, saw me and a few others from Uppsala squash club go down and give it a go.
As my fellow compatriots fell by the wayside, I made it through to the final, where my little chicken legs couldn't keep up the pace they aren't accustomed to. Nevertheless I gave it everything I had, considering I looked more at home with a zimmer frame or crutches before the match, to still be competitive was a good result by itself. I cant remember the exact score, that sounds strange but you focus on the game not the points.
After we finished, went for a cheeky coffee, met some scum IFK Goteborg supporters then called it a day.....
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As my fellow compatriots fell by the wayside, I made it through to the final, where my little chicken legs couldn't keep up the pace they aren't accustomed to. Nevertheless I gave it everything I had, considering I looked more at home with a zimmer frame or crutches before the match, to still be competitive was a good result by itself. I cant remember the exact score, that sounds strange but you focus on the game not the points.
After we finished, went for a cheeky coffee, met some scum IFK Goteborg supporters then called it a day.....
Here's a clip of the action.....
