If you're reading this, chances are you're sat morosely at your desk seeking brief respite from the drone-like existence of your tedious job. Meanwhile there are men out there who are receiving a good-luck peck from Angelina Jolie, skidding a Ferrari round a race-track and heading home to pluck a fat cheque from the doormat. So, to celebrate me scoring a goal on Monday, I've got a pic from last nights of our new Soccerette who told me all I need to know about becoming a stuntman and one poor punter set himself on fire.
Who’s in??
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