Comments on: Friends Reunited http://theball.tv/2002/blog/2002/04/18/friends-reunited/ Football's Leaving Home Tue, 18 Jan 2011 11:24:16 +0000 hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.3.1 By: Dinar http://theball.tv/2002/blog/2002/04/18/friends-reunited/comment-page-1/#comment-502 Dinar Thu, 01 Jan 1970 00:00:00 +0000 http://theball.tv/2002/blog/?p=21#comment-502 Hi Chris, Phil and Rich, It was nice to meet you in Bukhara. Wish you to get to your climax :) Next time you play soccer take care of your gates properly. :) Wish you luck in North Korea. Let border guards be benevolent to what you do for football sake. Dinar Hi Chris, Phil and Rich,

It was nice to meet you in Bukhara.

Wish you to get to your climax :)

Next time you play soccer take care of your gates properly. :)

Wish you luck in North Korea. Let border guards be benevolent to what you do for football sake.

Dinar

]]> By: Tim http://theball.tv/2002/blog/2002/04/18/friends-reunited/comment-page-1/#comment-503 Tim Thu, 01 Jan 1970 00:00:00 +0000 http://theball.tv/2002/blog/?p=21#comment-503 Are you Genesis now? Who's Phil Collins then? Are you Genesis now? Who’s Phil Collins then?

]]> By: Rob http://theball.tv/2002/blog/2002/04/18/friends-reunited/comment-page-1/#comment-504 Rob Thu, 01 Jan 1970 00:00:00 +0000 http://theball.tv/2002/blog/?p=21#comment-504 Did you pack your gates? Did you pack your gates?

]]> By: Chris http://theball.tv/2002/blog/2002/04/18/friends-reunited/comment-page-1/#comment-505 Chris Thu, 01 Jan 1970 00:00:00 +0000 http://theball.tv/2002/blog/?p=21#comment-505 We failed completely to pack our gates... hence the comment. What Dinar's referring to is a game we played in Bukhara at the foot of the city's famous minaret. Five a side, Uzbeks v. Englishmen... we met Tim, another overlander to the World Cup in an internet cafe, and he, Rich, Phil, myself, and a Tajik friend of Rich's lost convincingly to the local lads. Full story to come... sometime... We failed completely to pack our gates… hence the comment.

What Dinar’s referring to is a game we played in Bukhara at the foot of the city’s famous minaret. Five a side, Uzbeks v. Englishmen… we met Tim, another overlander to the World Cup in an internet cafe, and he, Rich, Phil, myself, and a Tajik friend of Rich’s lost convincingly to the local lads.

Full story to come… sometime…

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