Chapter 1 Scotland's finest

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They say scotland is cold, they are right espically in the winter. The cold breeze that hits you when you walk out of your house in the morning i cam best describe like if william wallace to an axe to your face. But every morning and evening weather it was stormy darcy causing trees to collapse or even if it was none stop rain causing my garden to become swamp, Me and my older sister Kirsten and younger brother Bob would still go out. My Dad you see was former semi pro and from the age i was able to kick a ball he would encourge me and my sibilings to go out and practise playing with a ball out our feet. My Dad was goalie for my local team Dumferline Fc up untill he ruptred his knee during in a preaseason match against are rivals Falkirk. My father was one on one with chris waddle last minute of the game, Dumfermline had just a corner cleared and waddle was  

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