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Jaztheman
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Being in a coma all those years have definitely taken it out of me. I'm as skinny as... I'm just incredibly skinny. I've lost all stamina I once had and I can't really run without getting tired. Despite this, we still attempted to chase the old man. We came to a town and we saw a black cloak go hurrying down an alleyway. We were sure it was him.
We picked up the pace but then and get there would be blood spitting out of Lennie's mouth. We went down the alley but it was a dead end. There were two doors either side to what seemed to be two houses. We walked to the end and saw there was a note on the wall. It read, "What goes around the world but stays in a corner? If you get it right, then one door will open. If you get it wrong, one door will open."
A riddle and we won't know if we get it right? Great. Lennie and I started walking around like people do when they're thinking but we couldn't think of anything. Then Lennie, being the rock drunken hippy legend he is, said something brilliant.
"A stamp?!
"A stamp?"
"Yes, a stamp!!!"
"How the hell does that go in a corner round the world...
*Silence falls*
You genius Lennie!"
We ran to the wall at the end of the dead end and said out answer. The door on the right opened up. We were positive we were right but we were still hesitant about going through. We took a deep breath and walked through the now open door, with what could be described as blackness all we could see.
We ventured forth into the open dark space. Nothing could be seen, hidden by darkness, Goose bumps raced up my neck and the door shut behind us. A candle was lit up ahead. I walked towards the candle, whilst keep looking back to check Lennie was still there. I was just coming up to the candle when I just about saw a figure to my right. It was the man.
"We meet again, Edmonds."
"How do you know my name?"
"That is not important. What is important is telling you what you are."
"What I am?"
He pulled out two chairs from behind him and sat them in front of where he was sitting. He got up and lit a lantern a few feet away. The discussion soon turned to my talents. I couldn't recall anything I was good at apart from I remember receiving a trophy for being good at something. He told me that I was a very promising footballer and was one of the best in the world for my age. But that was 15 years ago, how does it matter now?
"What's that got to do with me now?"
"You have an incredible footballing mind Mr Edmonds, one which shouldn't go to waste. That is why they've sent me..."
"Who are you? Who's sent you?"
We picked up the pace but then and get there would be blood spitting out of Lennie's mouth. We went down the alley but it was a dead end. There were two doors either side to what seemed to be two houses. We walked to the end and saw there was a note on the wall. It read, "What goes around the world but stays in a corner? If you get it right, then one door will open. If you get it wrong, one door will open."
A riddle and we won't know if we get it right? Great. Lennie and I started walking around like people do when they're thinking but we couldn't think of anything. Then Lennie, being the rock drunken hippy legend he is, said something brilliant.
"A stamp?!
"A stamp?"
"Yes, a stamp!!!"
"How the hell does that go in a corner round the world...
*Silence falls*
You genius Lennie!"
We ran to the wall at the end of the dead end and said out answer. The door on the right opened up. We were positive we were right but we were still hesitant about going through. We took a deep breath and walked through the now open door, with what could be described as blackness all we could see.
We ventured forth into the open dark space. Nothing could be seen, hidden by darkness, Goose bumps raced up my neck and the door shut behind us. A candle was lit up ahead. I walked towards the candle, whilst keep looking back to check Lennie was still there. I was just coming up to the candle when I just about saw a figure to my right. It was the man.
"We meet again, Edmonds."
"How do you know my name?"
"That is not important. What is important is telling you what you are."
"What I am?"
He pulled out two chairs from behind him and sat them in front of where he was sitting. He got up and lit a lantern a few feet away. The discussion soon turned to my talents. I couldn't recall anything I was good at apart from I remember receiving a trophy for being good at something. He told me that I was a very promising footballer and was one of the best in the world for my age. But that was 15 years ago, how does it matter now?
"What's that got to do with me now?"
"You have an incredible footballing mind Mr Edmonds, one which shouldn't go to waste. That is why they've sent me..."
"Who are you? Who's sent you?"
treva
ICC Chairman
Bloody brilliant again! Can't wait to see which club wants you...
PaulNixon1
Club Cricketer
Woah what an update james! KUTGW!
Jaztheman
Chairman of Selectors
Thanks for all your kind words and for helping the story get to 50 posts.
So far I'm enjoying this more than any other story I've written and hopefully I can continue it for a time to come. There should be about 2 more updates to come today, at least.
m_vaughan
Chairman of Selectors
Someone from your old club. How cant you remember then?
shantanu_rooney
Chairman of Selectors
Great update !!! Cant really wait to know which club wants you
Jaztheman
Chairman of Selectors
A lengthy discussion then occurred as I found out so much more about, well me basically. I was one of the most brightest prospects ever to come out of Russia and was the best young captain in the country at the time, even though I was only sixteen years old. He said that the team I used to play for, Lokomotiv Moscow, had sent me to England to give me every chance of waking back up. They'd sent this guy to wait for me to wake up and take me back, where they'd assess me and see if they could offer me a job anywhere in their ranks.
"If you have even half the footballing mind you had 15 years ago, then you could easily become the best manager in Russia."
"That's all well and good, but I don't know where I am and I don't know where I'm going."
"Ah that's where I come in. My name is Landkort Retning and I am your guide"
Ooo my own guide! Apparently, Lennie was supposed to find me and take me to Denmark, which is where I am if you hadn't noticed! Only for Landkort to take me the rest of the way to Russia. We were to set off to Kobenhaven, then to take a boat to Helsinki in Finland then to cut across to Tallin in Estonia before crossing the border to Russia. I'm travelling the world already!
I asked Landkort whether he played football and apparently he used to play in the youth team with me before breaking his leg 5 weeks before my accident. He got sent to England and got told not to come back unless he was accompanied by me. He was 2 years older than me, but he aged terribly.
"What way is Kopenhaven?"
"That way."
"Right. So when does our car arrive?"
"It doesn't."
"So how are we going to get there?"
Just as I said that, two horses appeared from the street trotting down towards us. Landkort whistled and got the horses to stop a few feet away from us before looking at me.
"Ever rode a horse before, James?"
Oh god, I hoped he wasn't insinuating what I thought he was. Unfortunately for me, he was. He put me on the horse and tested me to see if I was fit to ride it. Apparently I was, but to a man as desperate as Landkort, even if I wasn't he still would of put me on. With me on one horse, Landkort jumped up onto the other horse. Then it hit me.
"Where's Lennie's horse? We need three horses."
"I know. That is because this is where we split. Lennie's done well to get you here, now it's my job."
We were best friends, to be fair he was my only friend but that doesn't matter, and now we were getting split up. I looked at Lennie, his face radiating many emotions; sad, confusion and eventually a smile. I then looked away with a tear in my eye...
"What has to be, has to be."
"If you have even half the footballing mind you had 15 years ago, then you could easily become the best manager in Russia."
"That's all well and good, but I don't know where I am and I don't know where I'm going."
"Ah that's where I come in. My name is Landkort Retning and I am your guide"
Ooo my own guide! Apparently, Lennie was supposed to find me and take me to Denmark, which is where I am if you hadn't noticed! Only for Landkort to take me the rest of the way to Russia. We were to set off to Kobenhaven, then to take a boat to Helsinki in Finland then to cut across to Tallin in Estonia before crossing the border to Russia. I'm travelling the world already!
I asked Landkort whether he played football and apparently he used to play in the youth team with me before breaking his leg 5 weeks before my accident. He got sent to England and got told not to come back unless he was accompanied by me. He was 2 years older than me, but he aged terribly.
"What way is Kopenhaven?"
"That way."
"Right. So when does our car arrive?"
"It doesn't."
"So how are we going to get there?"
Just as I said that, two horses appeared from the street trotting down towards us. Landkort whistled and got the horses to stop a few feet away from us before looking at me.
"Ever rode a horse before, James?"
Oh god, I hoped he wasn't insinuating what I thought he was. Unfortunately for me, he was. He put me on the horse and tested me to see if I was fit to ride it. Apparently I was, but to a man as desperate as Landkort, even if I wasn't he still would of put me on. With me on one horse, Landkort jumped up onto the other horse. Then it hit me.
"Where's Lennie's horse? We need three horses."
"I know. That is because this is where we split. Lennie's done well to get you here, now it's my job."
We were best friends, to be fair he was my only friend but that doesn't matter, and now we were getting split up. I looked at Lennie, his face radiating many emotions; sad, confusion and eventually a smile. I then looked away with a tear in my eye...
"What has to be, has to be."
treva
ICC Chairman
Brilliant. Each update gets better and better. Good to see you leave that freak behind! 
"Here I go again on my own, going down the only road I've ever gone..."
"Here I go again on my own, going down the only road I've ever gone..."
Dr. Pepper
Chairman of Selectors
Lol at the Horse. I think you have more feelings for Lennie than you're showing . Great surprise. I didn't expect. Top update again. Keep em coming mate!
. Great surprise. I didn't expect. Top update again. Keep em coming mate!Jaztheman
Chairman of Selectors
Just to clear up these rumours in which you have no evidence or grounds to start them, the English born turned Russian James Edmonds is infact not gay.
If you need proof, I can hold of the next update and insert an update which shows he's not gay.
Thanks for the comments guys, very much appreciated.
If you need proof, I can hold of the next update and insert an update which shows he's not gay.
Thanks for the comments guys, very much appreciated.
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