Benalmadena 12th July

Countdown to the next  game

Match report by Stephen McHugh

A hot and steamy Monday morning at the Retamar saw the burnt sienna tabards ending up with a close fought 5-4 win over the tuscan sun tabards. (For the non-public school plebs amongst us, the orange bibs beat the yellow bibs.)

The back and forth game was jolly exciting for all. Indeed, after the game, Simon remarked he hadn’t had so much fun since his school days when he used to smuggle caviar into the school dorms for a midnight snack, after lights out! We shouldn’t be too hard on him though. Although he didn’t score, Simon covered every inch of the pitch. (Editor: but that’s only because of his first touch.)

Of course, there were a few glum England faces but the Scots were on hand to offer a few words of consolation. Just joking…. Steve “Milky Bar Kid” Conroy was heard singing, “It ain’t coming home!”

There’s no doubt the goal of the game, nay, the goal of the year, was scored by Mike with a 40 yard screamer. The celebrations were short lived as he pulled a muscle in his drinking arm when punching the air, shouting, “take that, England!”

Even though they lost, Keith was full of praise for the tuscan suns while commenting, “We lost because we didn’t win. To put it in gentleman’s terms, if you’ve been out for a night and you’re looking for a young lady and you pull one, you’ve done what you set out to do. We didn’t look our best today but we pulled. Some weeks the lady is good looking and some weeks she’s not. Our performance today would have been not the best looking bird but at least we got her in the taxi. She may not have been the best looking lady but we ended up taking home and it was still very pleasant and very nice, so thanks very much and let’s have a beer. Other than that, I’ve got nothing to say. Any questions?”

Eddie had a great game with a hat-trick and notable mentions go to the rest of the goal scorers, Welsh Steve, Big Al, Dave the Owl with one each and Mats with 2.