Time until the Next game at Benalmadena Polideportivo
As if to confirm that WFS Benalmadena is arguably the top venue on the Costa del Sol for walking football, yet again two 6 aside matches were played at Polideportivo on Monday.
Match A on the pitch nearest the bar resulted in a comfortable 6-2 win for the Blacks.
This primarily due to the deft ball distribution and influence of El Tel, mine host of the nearby Lilac Tree.
Arriving just in time to be included in the team photograph, this after having taken in 3 deliveries in record time.
The match was refereed by John aka Fireman Sam, both teams made up of the aged, those less able and those recovering from injuries.
Consequently and as a result of the aforementioned, Keef somewhat controversially, in his first session in charge of team selection due to Breck’s enforced absence, allowed unlimited touches and high balls to be played.
This proved difficult for some, as they couldn’t count beyond three!
It remains to be seen whether such changes will be remain in the future.
The Blacks raced into a two goal lead thanks to a superb brace by El Tel, only then to be pegged back by Steve W for the Reds, another member of the Lilac Tree mafia.
Not quite sure what the letter W stands for, albeit he is Welsh.
2-1 to Blacks.
In between old stager and goal scrounger Ken getting yet another hat trick, new boy Jim squeezed in a debut goal, making it 6-1 to the Blacks.
Bambi during this period missed a penalty for the Reds, awarded after encroachment by a Blacks defender into his own goal area.
However, in fairness to him the referee was slow to prevent the barracking from El Tel and Foxy Dave, which undoubtedly put the local villain off.
Notwithstanding this, Sean in goal made a good save.
Nigel nursing a leg injury finished off the scoring with a consolation goal for the Reds.
FT: 6-2 to Blacks.
For the Reds, like two lovers having a tiff, teammates, Steve W and Bambi were continually at one another’s throats. The former for refusing to pass to Bambi no matter what, the latter for never admitting he was running or had made a bad pass.
Boris as ever was solid in defence for the Blacks, hardly putting a foot wrong, allowing El Tel free to cause havoc in midfield, by constantly putting the Reds on the back foot.
In the bar afterwards. yours truly put some Yorkshire pennies in the whip to celebrate his 78th birthday, including a return to action after more than 8 months out through injury and illness.
Match 2 Report by Steve Mc
Apologies in advance for the very short and sharp report this week from the far side. This reporter couldn’t summon up the enthusiasm after an 8-3 drubbing by the Black team.
On paper the teams seemed fairly matched but the Red team (Keef, Laurence, Ian, Pete D, Dave the Owl and yours truly) were outplayed, outwitted, outgunned, outmatched, outclassed, outmanoeuvred, outsmarted, outgunned, outplayed, outwitted, outgunned, outmatched, outclassed, outmanoeuvred, outsmarted, outgunned, outplayed and outmatched by Jonny, Glyn, Olaf, Dave the Cab, Alex and Kevo.
Apart form the searing heat, the major problem with the Red team is that they couldn’t string two passes together and they couldn’t even buy a goal! It didn’t help that Black team played very well (isn’t that a form of cheating?) and a number of the Red players delivered an especially shocking performance… well, all except Keef, Laurence, Ian, Pete D and Dave the Owl. The eagle-eyed readers will have deduced the number was 1.
In contrast to the Red team’s performance, a number of the Black team played very well. Alex had a great game (silky smooth). So did Olaf (long legs, long arms and great saves). So did Kevo (solid and cool). So did Dave the Cab (midfield dynamo). So did Glyn (great strikes). So did Jonny (better than Puskas!). Yes, that number was 6, unfortunately for the Reds;-)
However, “score be damned” because everyone had a great time, winners and losers alike. See y’all next game.