Look, mummy! It's a furry monster!!

First football game today, after almost three months away. I played carefully, afraid of twisting the ankle again.

My team was beaten without mercy, in part because we had three players that should have been replaced by garbage cans. If this sounds heartless, it's because their total absence of tactical inteligence and discipline gets on my nerves (something that's not easy to happen).

Oh well, my foot is hurting a bit now but I think it was a decent comeback. Let's see if Sunday I'm ready for another, much more serious, match.