Dreams involving City?

Once dreamt that I scored twice in a Derby. One was an angled volley from inside the six yard box. Thing is I've been a defender at a very low level most of my life (and even now in Walking Football).
 
Once dreamt that I scored twice in a Derby. One was an angled volley from inside the six yard box. Thing is I've been a defender at a very low level most of my life (and even now in Walking Football).

I need to put my subconscious in touch with your subconscious for a bit of advice about how to fabricate an ego-massaging dream! See above (#41) for my version of playing for City…
 
Just had a vivid City related dream.

My car trailer (which I do not own when I am awake) had broken. For some reason my trailer was octagonal shaped, and the carriage had completely disconnected from the frame.

Ederson appears in bed with me and the Mrs, explaining that I would need to pay for repairs in 3 installments. £150, £177 and £1100.
I was fuming. It only cost £900 to buy. He was taking me for a mug.

Then another guy gets in bed with us and explains we must pay £150. He produces the jcc card payer and, after transferring some cash (this section of my dream went into great detail), I reluctantly pay it.

They leave and I tell the Mrs I'm going to trading standards.

I just can't trust Ederson anymore after his latest actions.
i be more upset with 2 blokes getting into my bed to be honest
 
One day I dreamed that Real Madrid won a match fairly and cleanly, without stealing, without buying referees.
 
Just had a vivid City related dream.

My car trailer (which I do not own when I am awake) had broken. For some reason my trailer was octagonal shaped, and the carriage had completely disconnected from the frame.

Ederson appears in bed with me and the Mrs, explaining that I would need to pay for repairs in 3 installments. £150, £177 and £1100.
I was fuming. It only cost £900 to buy. He was taking me for a mug.

Then another guy gets in bed with us and explains we must pay £150. He produces the jcc card payer and, after transferring some cash (this section of my dream went into great detail), I reluctantly pay it.

They leave and I tell the Mrs I'm going to trading standards.

I just can't trust Ederson anymore after his latest actions.
Thanks for the belly laugh I've just had.

Salvador Dali and Hieronymus Bosch envy your fertile surrealism
 
About 25 years ago I dreamt that I was watching a game in the middle of the Kippax and Sharon from Eastenders scored a screamer from about 30 yds out. She was wearing high heels at the time. It was accompanied by the voice of John Motson shouting "WATTS!" as she scored it.

Dreams are weird...
 

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