As any pie-eyed reveller on the plane going to Ibiza will try and tell you, there's only one certainty about that chaotic rocky island - you can never guess what will happen next. But that is exactly what I'll have to do on Sunday, playing tunes to crowds featuring bared breasts and other sundry fun in the sun. You guys can still claim the 2nd finest prize - raise a lazy glass to the ultimate 8-a-side game - I’ll probably be on a sun lounger being charged 50 Euros for a water so you 2 to can make your prone position more entertaining.
Soccerette Anyone?
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