Johnny Mo
Failure is always an option
i finally got my ball back. What happened was in 1999 during the summer. my parents bought me a small rugby ball (looks a bit like an american football ball for those who dont know) and like any 9 year old lad i went over too my mates house and we started to play rugby. i say started i kick the ball into a big vine plant on the wall of someones house on my first go.
Now 8 years later i found my ball on the bottom of my mates street. What are the odds eh?
Now 8 years later i found my ball on the bottom of my mates street. What are the odds eh?





