Teams
Orange - Dave Redshaw (c), Grant, Owain, Dan K, Andy Inker, Mike Barker, Neil, Greg, Stu
Blues - Dan (c), Mike Inker, Sean, Martin C, Little Andy, Jick, Martyn, Craig
Captains Redshaw and Dan stood in the corner slowly picking teams, trying to get the balance of age and ability right. Dave "I won't pick Owain" Redshaw, had first choice in each round.... and did pick Owain... He picked all the forwards.
Before the game started, the blues grouped together to devise a strategy to win the game. Keep it simple, pass the ball, move, and enjoy yourselves.
Quite straightforward instructions, nothing too complicated, even for those with limited footballing intelligence. What followed was an absolute disgrace. Sean attempting Maradona-esque dribbling round the opposition. Martyn hitting 40 yard passes. Dan trying to pick too clever a pass. the pattern was basically blues lose the ball, give it to Grant/Owain (delete as applicable) and the ball nestling in the back of the net.
what the blues needed at this stage was an experienced old-timer. One of the better players, will the footballing nous...enter Craig Erskin... instead of settling the blues Craig gave away another 3 goals in quick succession.
the oranges then sending in their heavies to try and break any little resistance the blues had. Neil and Greg getting "stuck in" in an old fashioned vinny jones style.
with the extra man the oranges established a good lead, but then stu swapped sides to give the blues a fighting chance, then dilly dallied too long on the ball, gifted it to grant, in wrapping paper with a bow on, another goal. Stu then feigning injury while he went home to spend the remnants of the missing football kitty on cheap whisky.
Dan conjured up a couple of sublime finishes, the first a cheeky bender with his left. Like we don't have enough cheeky benders already on a tuesday. the second a roy race rocket fizzed past a packed defence and a startled goal keeper - blazing into the net like an exocet missile.
not enough to turn the game. with redshaw sitting at the back and thumping the ball skywards each time it came near him the game fizzled out, and with it Dan's unbeaten record in tatters.
what a disaster!
Before the game started, the blues grouped together to devise a strategy to win the game. Keep it simple, pass the ball, move, and enjoy yourselves.
Quite straightforward instructions, nothing too complicated, even for those with limited footballing intelligence. What followed was an absolute disgrace. Sean attempting Maradona-esque dribbling round the opposition. Martyn hitting 40 yard passes. Dan trying to pick too clever a pass. the pattern was basically blues lose the ball, give it to Grant/Owain (delete as applicable) and the ball nestling in the back of the net.
what the blues needed at this stage was an experienced old-timer. One of the better players, will the footballing nous...enter Craig Erskin... instead of settling the blues Craig gave away another 3 goals in quick succession.
the oranges then sending in their heavies to try and break any little resistance the blues had. Neil and Greg getting "stuck in" in an old fashioned vinny jones style.
with the extra man the oranges established a good lead, but then stu swapped sides to give the blues a fighting chance, then dilly dallied too long on the ball, gifted it to grant, in wrapping paper with a bow on, another goal. Stu then feigning injury while he went home to spend the remnants of the missing football kitty on cheap whisky.
Dan conjured up a couple of sublime finishes, the first a cheeky bender with his left. Like we don't have enough cheeky benders already on a tuesday. the second a roy race rocket fizzed past a packed defence and a startled goal keeper - blazing into the net like an exocet missile.
not enough to turn the game. with redshaw sitting at the back and thumping the ball skywards each time it came near him the game fizzled out, and with it Dan's unbeaten record in tatters.
what a disaster!
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