Colin Jennings

He says.....

From: County Armagh

(the city of saints and scolars), Northern Ireland.

Position: Defence, but wants to get fit enough to chase and tackle in midfield. Accepts it could be a forlorn hope.

Loves: Food and drink.

Hates: Maroon 5 (more than anything really, except possibly Frank Lampard).

Favourite Player: Roy Keane.

Hated Player: Frank ‘the smig, shaved-bodied, fake-tanned, tully-lamped, shouldn’t

play for England’ Lampard.

Strange fact: People invariably think I’m a drug dealer. I’ve no idea why. But I did

accidentally smuggle a bag of grass into both Capitol Hill and the FBI Building

in Washington (I just forgot it was in my bag). I was searched in both places but they missed it.

I was drawn by the bright lights, beautiful ladies and rock ‘n’ roll lifestyle of London, and ventured to the capital 8 years ago; an innocent, wide-eyed indie-kid Irish boy.

The temptations of the night got the better of me and my rugby and football days

seemed lost forever.

As the years wore on my hair got shorter and the stubble became more permanent. Comparisons to Robbie Williams and Liam Gallagher turned to Roy Keane and eventually the proverbial Irish soak with a paunch that haunts all locals staring bleary eyed at anything that moves, which wasn’t the best as I don’t drink that much. Still, Williams and Gallagher are twats so maybe it’s just as well.

It was on a night like this that I returned from the pub and realised I’d put on about 2 stone and was missing sport immensely. Just then, I spied a posting on Gumtree from JT looking for footie players. It was as if God had spoken to me directly. I later discovered that JT was not God, simply a mere human, a very lazy human who lives in London. Still, I answered the call and can’t wait to get the fitness and fire back and start winning matches. I’m looking forward to getting to know the lads in the teams and playing my heart out.

On my first outing I was pleased to hear Sally Cinnamon as a ring tone and later met another couple of lads who’d been to the last Libertines gig and the odd Stone Roses gig and I thought that this could be a pretty cool club to play at. I was also intrigued to find out what it would be like playing on the same team as the Terminator.

From: County Armagh

(the city of saints and scolars), Northern Ireland.

Position: Defence, but wants to get fit enough to chase and tackle in midfield. Accepts it could be a forlorn hope.

Loves: Food and drink.

Hates: Maroon 5 (more than anything really, except possibly Frank Lampard).

Favourite Player: Roy Keane.

Hated Player: Frank ‘the smig, shaved-bodied, fake-tanned, tully-lamped, shouldn’t

play for England’ Lampard.

Strange fact: People invariably think I’m a drug dealer. I’ve no idea why. But I did

accidentally smuggle a bag of grass into both Capitol Hill and the FBI Building

in Washington (I just forgot it was in my bag). I was searched in both places but they missed it.

I was drawn by the bright lights, beautiful ladies and rock ‘n’ roll lifestyle of London, and ventured to the capital 8 years ago; an innocent, wide-eyed indie-kid Irish boy.

The temptations of the night got the better of me and my rugby and football days

seemed lost forever.

As the years wore on my hair got shorter and the stubble became more permanent. Comparisons to Robbie Williams and Liam Gallagher turned to Roy Keane and eventually the proverbial Irish soak with a paunch that haunts all locals staring bleary eyed at anything that moves, which wasn’t the best as I don’t drink that much. Still, Williams and Gallagher are twats so maybe it’s just as well.

It was on a night like this that I returned from the pub and realised I’d put on about 2 stone and was missing sport immensely. Just then, I spied a posting on Gumtree from JT looking for footie players. It was as if God had spoken to me directly. I later discovered that JT was not God, simply a mere human, a very lazy human who lives in London. Still, I answered the call and can’t wait to get the fitness and fire back and start winning matches. I’m looking forward to getting to know the lads in the teams and playing my heart out.

On my first outing I was pleased to hear Sally Cinnamon as a ring tone and later met another couple of lads who’d been to the last Libertines gig and the odd Stone Roses gig and I thought that this could be a pretty cool club to play at. I was also intrigued to find out what it would be like playing on the same team as the Terminator.

In our years at Tilburg we've met a lot of the Oirish.

Who could forget those glorious journeys out to Greens United where the local gypsies, resplendent in Noel Edmond jumpers, would charge en masses down from their council-endorsed wasteland to call Stew 'Scotch'.

Tilburg even claims to sport a few Oirish in Damo, Johnny and Kev (indeed, Kev even has a 'made in Ireland' kitemark on his right arm!) whilst Ronan has tried his damnest in the past few years to appear more Irish (one suit, stinking of booze and cabbage) but to no avail. However, none have been as truly Emerald Isle as Colin.

He's so Oirish that it's hard to understand him.

Colin looks a bit shifty - hes got borderline heroin-chic about him. And there lies the irony. He's not shifty at all - he's possibly challenging Phil Deane for 'nicest bloke in Tilburg'.*

Solid defender and hopefully a solid drinker. He's roight grand!

*this is based on one meeting - he could turn out to be the next Shipman/Kong.

The lads say.....

In our years at Tilburg we've met a lot of the Oirish.

Who could forget those glorious journeys out to Greens United where the local gypsies, resplendent in Noel Edmond jumpers, would charge en masses down from their council-endorsed wasteland to call Stew 'Scotch'.

Tilburg even claims to sport a few Oirish in Damo, Johnny and Kev (indeed, Kev even has a 'made in Ireland' kitemark on his right arm!) whilst Ronan has tried his damnest in the past few years to appear more Irish (one suit, stinking of booze and cabbage) but to no avail. However, none have been as truly Emerald Isle as Colin.

He's so Oirish that it's hard to understand him.

Colin looks a bit shifty - hes got borderline heroin-chic about him. And there lies the irony. He's not shifty at all - he's possibly challenging Phil Deane for 'nicest bloke in Tilburg'.*

Solid defender and hopefully a solid drinker. He's roight grand!

*this is based on one meeting - he could turn out to be the next Shipman/Kong.

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