28/100 Days of Creativity: Mates

Here he goes again, thought Col as Gerry takes another drink, wipes his mouth with the back of his hand, looks at the three of them sitting at the table in the clubrooms and declares “Why can’t they just prowse and get on with it like we did in the 70’s.”

“I mean have you seen the antics of footballers these days? The over-the-top team huddles, stupid dance moves and blind chest parades you’d think that was the only goal the team has scored all season. Pussies.”

Col, Trev and Bill nod, look into their beers and take another swig.

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For 100 consecutive days I will write and post a short story (about 100 words) incorporating a randomly selected word from Afterliff: A new dictionary of things there should be words for.

Today’s word:
prowse v.
To act cool after scoring a brilliant goal, as if you do it all the time.

Tomorrow’s word:
bangkok n.
A dud firework found in a flowerbed.

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