Fat Dads Football Club

When I lived in London I played five-a-side football once a week. The players were in their thirties and forties and it was fab; particularly as I am incapable of doing any other exercise (jogging, gym etc) as they are duller than a dull thing from dull-land.

When I moved out to the shires I pined for the old game, tried a bit of mountain biking, but in the end just watched my man-breasts grow ever larger.

In a business meeting with a local web developer bloke I discussed the lack of football and discovered that he too would like a game but couldn't get enough players together.

Not knowing many people locally I decided to employ a brilliantly lo-fi piece of advertising: I put a card in shop windows. It said:

FAT DADS FOOTBALL

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Call 0781 XXX XXX

Suprisingly over the next few weeks I got quite a few calls which all started with: "Hello, is that Fat Dads football?"

We have now been playing nearly a year and have a block booking at the local leisure centre.




One of the better players is 58 years old! I would be quite happy with being alive at 58 never mind playing football.

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