“Cacaw . . . cacaw . . . nevermore.”

It was the day of All Hallow's Eve. The day where we prepare for the coming of Samhain from the nether world. In the spirit of this occasion we, DSBH, decided to pretend we were a futbol club and play against the Hawks. It was muddy, wet, almost World War One trench-like conditions. You know what this means. Yep another tie. The final score being 1-1. Despite the frustration of this situation, there was one instance of comedy. This occurred when Dom screamed a grievance towards the Hawks and the ref on the pitch. One of the Hawks took offense and retorted back. Lo and behold, they recognized each other as former highschool classmates. Afterwards, they had a little catching up and returned to their respective clubs.

Go DSBH, Yeowwwwww . . .