Bruno, welcome back and let’s get this Part 2 underway!
Ha, ha, ha, sure, Grootman (big man). I am not going to mention the name of the team concerned, for obvious reasons, ha, ha, ha. We had just had a pre-match meal and then went to our rooms. A few hours later, everyone – except for one player – was complaining about a running stomach and we had a game to prepare for, later. Everyone was running up and down, making endless trips to the toilet. Even on our way to the stadium, the bus driver had to make a few ‘pit-stops’ along the way because we were just not feeling right. One particular teammate was not affected by this whole thing at all. As you can imagine, he was on our case about how weak we were and all that, ha, ha, ha. It turns out, the reason for our misfortune was the expired polony that we were served and indulged in. The medical team tried to get us some medication to stop the runny tummies.
Right.
