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Colins Report
Thursdays games were a 7 aside fair, reported on below by Rory in game 2 and a 9 aside match in game 1 ref’d and reported on by Colin
Once the imbalanced 10 v 8 was rectified following someone in the wrong shirt, no names being dropped, a 9 aside game of much effort but little on goals was played out.
Reds went 1-0 through Pete 🐟 and it stayed that way for most the game.
Blacks however found an equaliser once they were reduced to 8 men with Bambi his unusual quiet self struggling with a chest infection.
Upon hearing the whistle on the other pitch Mark 🦉 stopped then realised he could continue and did, belting the ball past Pete in goal.
There wasn’t many highlights to report on, many a stumble though and some questionable interactions mostly between management so we let them get on with it 😉
Post game we gather as usual at Grada8 Sport Bar where Geoff announced that the whip will need to go up in future with the increased price of beer
Over to Rory …….
Rorys ramblngs
‘ave you read the rules!
In walking football, there are some incontrovertible truths: Armstrong didn’t land on the moon- (it was filmed in a mock up in Universal studios in LA), and England never won the World Cup in 1966. Everyone knows it was filmed at Sheperton Studios on an old projector; and of course anyone who hasn’t read the rules, argues the toss with John, who wrote the damn things. Well the culprits know who they are, and so does everyone else.
Anyway, that aside the Foxster had pulled together a couple of competitive teams. Surprisingly, it was reds against blacks. The reds were all style and panache… to me to you etc (yawn). The blacks were more direct in the style of Man City. 150 percent possession, but all within a mosquitoes hair ball of their own box.
There were a few returnees to the Poli, welcome back big Al and Johan (tossers). Anyway it was good to have the last of a dying breed, a Swede who could still play half decent football. Meanwhile big Al had lost none of his ability to move between different dimensions, only problem was, when he reappeared on the pitch, his right and left legs had changed positions, thereby resulting in a number of hilariously misdirected shots. Game on!
With the ever ready steady Eddie in goal, the blacks looked solid. Stan had a plan to increase his lead over Tommy for dodgy tackles from behind, but more of that later. Kevo did what Kevo does, propelling his ancient hoverboard across the pitch and providing an attacking focal point for the blacks. Meanwhile Henning released his superpower, at 6 foot 4 and 15 stones, he could knock over some pensioners… Val Halla!! Spirit of the game.
What a game, both teams went at each other hammer and tongs, because they’d run out of footballs, and no quarter was given. Paul, with his cultured left foot (it had studied the classics at Oxford) gently probed down the left flank where Martin served up a number of hospital balls to his team mates. Norn Iron’s finest, Laurie provided energetic wing play down the right, but the black’s defence remained resilient with Stan and Johnny presenting an impenetrable defensive wall.
The deadlock was finally broken when a misplaced pass found its way to Henning, who unleashed a powerful shot past Paul into the top corner. A fantastic goal to break the deadlock. Blacks 1-0 Reds.
Johan was easing himself into the game by missing a golden opportunity to make it two nil but he was happy in the knowledge that the only other decent Swedish player in the World was going to warm the bench at Liverpool. The reds launched a series of well crafted passing moves which prised open the blacks defence. Big Al laid a couple of beauties off to Rory, but unfortunately the mercurial midfielder fluffed his lines and succumbed to the goalkeeping brilliance of Eddie. Three apparently straightforward chances were brilliantly stroked past the post.
Meanwhile, Stan’s strategy to win the golden shin pad went into overdrive when he left John no option but to pop him in the sin bin. Read the f*c*in’ rules! The blacks compensated brilliantly and managed to retain the ball long enough for Stan to re-enter the fray. Eddie was having a blinder and pulled off a couple of classy blocks as the reds sought an equaliser.
But the blacks held on before scoring a late goal to kill off the game. A brilliant strike from Johan rocketed into the top corner, taking Alvin’s index finger with it. A great way to finish off the game. What a great match played in a good spirit with plenty of quality footie.
Thanks to the zen-like referee John for tolerating those participants who hadn’t read the rules and thought that arguing with the ref was a good idea. Lol.
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