YELLOWS FADE IN THE RAIN
Colours: Steve, Felix, Rupert, Rob, Mark, Shane, Scott, Geoff
Yellows: Tom, Mark Abs, Heath, Ash, Tony, John, Paul B, Rich
Score: Colours 6 5 Yellows
It's a funny old game as someone famously said and this one certainly was that for the following reasons:
- Felix turns up 10 minutes late and Geoff 20 forcing the normally quiet mouse Tom into a rant about turning up on time. Let that be lesson to you both, the next culprit will face the stocks. Sorry the stocks was a target audience joke for John, Steve, Paul and Tom.
- Geoff scoring a goal (not an own goal) for the Yellows but finishing on the Colours team.
- Ash injuring himself by jumping over the fence.
- Steve deciding to use his feet in goal rather than his HANDS.
- Scott scoring a goal with his head and left foot.
Anyway apart from these odd events it was a game that the Yellows seemed to have in the bag, rather like last week, but they let it slip again. The Yellows quickly came back from 2 goals down (scored by goal machine Mark) to draw level through the impressive Tony and another from Rich. When Geoff turned up he started on the Yellows team and the score quickly rattled up to 4-2. Tom made a quick decision to switch Geoff with Ash, as it appeared the score would be of cricket proportions.
After this the game became a close affair, though the balance seemed to tip slightly when the Yellows lost Mark Abs, their influencial veteran midfield play maker, to an achilles injury which has dogged, the once Cruise lookalike, for many years. In saying that he made some good saves, but eventually could not keep the Colours at bay, conceding a couple of late goals.
Man of the Match: Despite good games from Tom and Tony the MoM this week goes to goal machine Mark (despite gifting the opposition a goal) for scoring 3 goals, having a big hand in the other 3 and just being a constant thorn in the side of the Yellows.
posted by rupert bolger at
12:59 PM
3 Comments:
Can't see anything about the performance of the Yellows' 'emergency striker' Rupes ... were you too tired to remember the pace and power he displayed to take the ball on the turn, knock it past you and still beat you to it despite conceding a couple of yards head-start? Or what about the desire and the boundless energy diplayed in ploughing the loan furrow up front all evening (despite the atrocious weather or the fact that he was carrying an injury?) Come to think of it, there was also the competent first touch and the silky skills displayed in the nut-megging of Simmo? Talk about editorial bias! (Oh yeah ... by the way ... I know I can't shoot to save my effin life ... so thanks for not mentioning that mate!).
By
Killer's Back!, At
3:14 AM
What a great report...and a good game considering the weather!! Thx for the 'mention'... It's almost like i've been asking for it for weeks... haha!!
By
GM, At
5:46 AM
Gaffer to you: Last week you were moaning about having to play up front because of your calf problem, so when you did the same this week I thought he is struggling again. So when the ball was played through I thought old dodgy calf won't get near this so I ambled to it only to see you nip around me. No more psychological games Hibberd this is war.
Goal Machine: Hopefully no more whingeing frfom you for a couple of weeks!
By
rupert bolger, At
8:23 AM
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