None noted so far, so we'll just make some up - Bones,
Twiglet,
Fanny-Baws.
APPEARANCE:
Looks like the gable end of a pound note
STRIP:
mid-nineties torn and frayed Alan McInally Bayern Munchen top,
which
he also allegedly wears to bed. And on nights out.
PLAYING STYLE:
Languid, laid back, relaxed......okay he's a lazy git!
Normally lopes forward, doesn't pass, turns, doesn't pass, turns again,
has
a kip, shoots, and generally doesn't pass. Has been known to score a
couple
of goals, but never listens to his more senior colleagues (like myself)
when
advised on how and when to let go that crucial potential match-winning
pass.
Failure to listen to quality experienced players could be a major
stumbling
block in this lads career.
Also tackles like a smelly damp sock, filled with marshmallows. Cannae
haud
his beer either.
NEMESIS:
Richard "Jonny Vegas" Lee, who once sat on James for the entire
60
minutes, leaving this fragile twiglet's features permenantly squashed.
Richard also tried to cripple the lad when James had the audacity to try
keepie-ups, right to the big man's face, in the closing minutes when
comfortably ahead in the match. A "pure ragin" Riccardo saw enough, and
promptly booted wee James. Into park number 2. He'll no be doing that
again eh?
PITZ APPEARANCES:
7.
GOALS:
approx 21.
FAVOURITE PLAYER:
Idolises Alan McInally, good good personal friend, who
also played for Bayern in Munich in Germany.
BORING FACT:
James plays in a band called Young Vegas, I was told to
say.
