Went for a couple of beers last night with a mate from 25 years ago who moved away through work.This mate was a bit of a ladys man a piss artist and loved his hull city.But last night he was like an old man before his time.We are both 45 i still think iam 20 he was going on 60 we both got two kids mine a couple of years older both got a mortgage both got health problems.He could not understand how i was still in contact with all our mates from back then how we still meet up before and after games and stay out and go home pissed.kept telling me he doesn't have proper mates he has work mates and he talks to his neighbors but thats it.He even joked if it was still the same pair of samba i had on when he left.He looked miserable as sin more of less admitted he was fed up.And to cap it off he never even went to wembley because his wife and kids did not want to go.Think i will stay as i am




