Oliver decided that any further talk of shagging would truly get him in a world of trouble, so he latched on to the only other option.
"Not another player, no. I went that route early on, back when I was still with the reserves and promptly learned just how stupid a move that is. Fun times when one of the Beaters keeps aiming for his own Keeper, let me tell you."
It was a sign of how long ago that was that he could laugh over it now. "We laugh about it now, of course, when we run into one another. No, my close calls ended much the same as yours did."