What a day

1. Ryder scored his first goal. The only player in his team not to have this season. He was made up as was I :) Ryder plays with his heart on his sleeve constantly puffing his cheeks out and looking for me as soon as he's done something good. It is a joy!

2. Dad's birthday - he was made up too after Engaland battered the Scots in the rugby (Dad played Lancashire schools when he was a kid and continued his rugby well into his 30s).

3. Jack lost his London cup semi and was mortified. First game they've lost all year.

4. At Mum and Dads Uncle Paul gave all the goss on the AT&T Pebble Beach Pro Am. Him and his brothers (the South London Irish Mafia) all went over there to drive the rich and famous around the course. Lots of stories involving Jim Furyk, Mark Wahlberg. Jordan Spieth and Larry Bear. Apparently his brother got talking to Larry Bear (the owner of the SF49ers completely unbeknownst to him) whilst waiting for a car. After Larry got picked up the locals immediately came up to him and said you did know who that was right? His reposnse was 'I don't care if it was Yogi Bear where the hell is my car?'. Chuck in a few expletives and you get the idea.

On the running front I jogged the 10k to my folks house cutting through Crystal Palace park and Sydenham Hill where I used to train when I was a boy. Very slow in 5min Kms. 117ks for the week and knees are better.

This is dad around 30 years ago with his all conquering school team who he managed all the way through to 6th form.  I know a lot of them still today and also played with some. 4 of them were good enough to make it pro but just did not work out for them. One though did make it and played well over 200 games as well as in the Prem - the question though who was it?