I started playing 5 a side again when I was just into my 40's. I was pretty fit as I'd been gyming for a number of years
My footballing skills relatively returned but obviously I was quite a lot slower than I'd been at my peak
These five a side games were played mainly amongst former 11 a side team mates, with an occasional youngster thrown in to make up the numbers, so almost everyone was at the same pace and disadvantage
We wind the clock forward six years or so and every week someone was picking up an injury
One particular cold evening during my turn in goal, I pulled off a rather spectacular save but it didn't half hurt my hand.
It didn't really recover so a few weeks later I visited a&e had it x rayed and discovered I had a broken scafoid. I was put in plaster and told by Mrs DD that I really should retire before I fuck myself totally
Roll the clock forward again another 10 years and I joined a football group of over 35s, more for the social aspect
Again my fitness was really good as I am gym fit, but my footballing skills had severely deteriorated
It took quite a number of weeks to regain any real passing ability, but return they did
Then just before lockdown, at the ripe old age of 57, I suffered a heel injury which I still haven't truly recovered from, so that is the absolute end of me playing football