I've just started to watch these now that " 'er indoors 'as gawn ou shoppin"
F*ck me, where's the subtitles? The yanks'll never decipher you two!! It puts me in mind of a modern day version of the Krays
Dusty, I must admit to thinking it would come across as maybe a tad thuggish looking but I was more fearful of myself and Marcus looking like Waldorf and Statler from the Muppet show ... two old geezers reminiscing about bygone days ... which I suppose it was.
As the interview was unfolding, a lot of the memories and emotions from those times came flooding back and I began to once again experience what it was like to live and die our beloved sport; to myself and Marcus, it was the most important thing in our lives and our relationship was like a war.
It may well be we both had a skewed perspective on paintball almost to pathological status, and I'm pretty sure our love/need for the game became an unhealthy indulgence.
But maybe it takes that sort of commitment to get to the top of any sport ..... a sobering thought indeed.
Marcus touched upon the domestic sacrifices he had made because of his devotion to paintball and when articulated, it brought home to the pair of us just how much we had lost or at least compromised in pursuit of our goals.
A great football manager called Bill Shankly once stated something like, 'Some people think football is a matter of life and death. I assure you, it's much more important than that'.
For some people, paintball has that same meaning .....