Benalmadena 26th August

A sunny morning at the Retamar was made even brighter by the return of Boris following 5 weeks on the sidelines.A late text (9.59am wtf) from Terry told us he would be “right along” so a delayed start was inevitable.

In the absence of Sgt. Major Big Al, the warm up was thrown together by Keith and he also decided that Johan would be promoted to referee for the day.

While we were waiting for Tel to arrive we noticed the the proliferation of cars parked just outside the curtilage of the stadium. We guessed they were looking for the possibility of a pay out from the club’s insurance fund. Keith had a quiet word in Dazza’s ear.

Tel arrives and kick-off… The lemons, inspired by Keith’s unfettered mobility and the Owl’s clinical finishing, built up a healthy lead and were 5-2 ahead at the second water break.

The tangerines fought back and dragged themselves into the match to level the score at 5 all by the next break.

The effort expended by the tangerines to draw level petered out and the Lemons again shot into the lead through goals from Dazza, Terry and Dave.

At some point in the proceedings, Keith ghosted through the tangerine defence to fire an unstoppable shot into the top corner. Top goal!

As hard they tried the tangerines couldn’t get themselves on level terms, even with the help of Mike’s seven goals.

Both Swedish tangerines were profligate in front of goal and yet again they were finding it hard to hit the proverbial “ladugardsdorr”.

After regular time the Lemons were 11-9 ahead. To make up for the late start it was agreed to play for a “golden goal”, a bold move by the lemons to gamble all on this ancient concept which younger members of the WF fraternity might not remember. No worries though as Boris stepped up to fire in the winner to seal his dream return.

Final score lemons win 12-9.

Three things to take away from today’s encounter,  one, the liberal attitude of the referee allowed play to flow and as a result the game was played at a v. high tempo. Although there was some debate as to whether or not the pea had got stuck in his whistle.

Secondly, the ruthless finishing of both sides contributed to a high scoring yet thrilling encounter.

Thirdly, Steve the dragon is going to bin his gigantic boots!

Discussions in the beer tent after the game focused on how to explain away the “black hole” at the heart of the club’s accounts.

August has been a very humid month and the excuse of protecting player hydration levels just won’t cut it.

Jeez, even Dave the Bee, of all people, is picking holes in the cash flow analysis.

Come along on Monday with your financial suggestions! See you then.