Four wins on the trot. Well done.
Our longest away fixture, to dreary Bedford, the day of the clocks going back and a rainy windswept one at that. Spirits rose on arrival at Kempston on discovering a totally revamped sporting complex. Everything new, a stadium, a lovely manicured pitch then the reality. We were playing on the back pitch, a women's game in the arena taking precedence. Still it was a canny pitch.
Several players had aborted over the past 24 hours so there were 12 of us to do battle. Someone said Kempston had beaten Histon 5-1 last week to which one thought what or where is Histon.
Kicking downhill in the first half with a fierce breeze behind us did not suit. They scored first, as a bit of showboatin gave them the ball to do something with, which they did. A square ball to Phil some 30 yards out and dead centre saw him drive home with power. Half time 1-1.
Second half against the wind, it was all one way, our way. They hardly threatened as they were garrotted in midfield and undone by pace and verve up front. Matt scored a bit of a freak, which trickled over the line, all the more glorious, then Mike scored from close range and a tight angle after another breathtaking sprint by Gavin. Gavin had pace to burn and he did so, shaking off his flu symptoms in the best possible way. Are yi listnin Mark? Matt added a fourth with a delicious flighted shot from 20 yards. Their keeper saved them on several occasions and we contrived to miss a few. Satisfactory result. The Eagle beer was canny afterwards complementing the corned beef sandwiches and wodges of pastry and gristle somewhat elegantly.
Those of us with Steve enjoyed a rather scenic drive yem via every village in NW Hertfordshire.
Debbie's second effort at selling a dominoe card got the bum's rush (not surprisingly as he won the first) and he and I retired for a final pint in the Station sometime around midnight.
The next two weeks see us with a glut of player availablity and two friendlies, home to Birchanger and away to Garston. I would welcome chaps to contact me as to whether they have preferences as to which match they would like to play in. The Garston game is going to require we field our oldest side possible. I have some ideas as to who will participate in either or both but if you're not that bothered help me out.
By the way Kevin dropped out injured, Carl had weekend work and the Mills' brothers were ill. We look forward to hearing from the groupies attending Liverpool's Cavern Club to experience Knebworth's only geriatric rock 'n roll band, mostly ex-Knobs players who took up this pensioners' hobby when their vets' football days were over. Yi see footie, it's a young man's game!
Young Ron, who played the young man's game, obviously.
Goodbye Sir Ronald
Quack quack
Monday 29 October 2007
Friday 26 October 2007
Blog Poll
The latest poll has now finished and most think that the longer serving and more elderly members of the club should have a chance so it’s down to Ron now as long as he declines the Spurs job and stays with us.
The next poll is about rating players after a game so get voting.
And if anyone has any ideas for future polls then please let me know. A poll on savoury snacks has been suggested and is on the shortbread, I mean list.
The next poll is about rating players after a game so get voting.
And if anyone has any ideas for future polls then please let me know. A poll on savoury snacks has been suggested and is on the shortbread, I mean list.
Thursday 25 October 2007
League: latest information
Copy of an email received by Ron from Andy who runs the league. Everyone who is under 35 or looks young (not many but definitely me!) will need to bring ID with them. This info could probably be added to Ron's new chart with weight of sacks!
Hi losers,
Updated results and league table. As always, any errors please let me know - and, please, again, let me have your scorers if you haven't already done so - this year it looks like there could be three or four candidates for the Golden Boot award, so every goal counts and every goals a hole.
On a more serious note, yet again I've had complaints about the ages of players. Where possible, I try to deal with any criticism objectively and see no point embarking on a witch hunt - in other words, I try to make it impersonal in the hope that those involved will sort out any perceived problems themselves. However, what I'm now getting is more than just mild concern - it is turning to anger and that cannot be good for the future of the league.
Everyone knows the rules, yet it appears they are being flaunted. I've got to the stage with this where I propose that the rules that exist are rigidly enforced. If this means teams have to bring proof of age with them, then so be it - it isn't working allowing teams to self police,and after one incident this weekend, there is little point in having a referee who just ignores any concerns that are raised. Accordingly,could I ask for your vote on whether you think if there is any doubt that a team satisfies the age rule before kick off, that team has aright to be given the ages of the players and if this proves that a sideis underage THE GAME IS AUTOMATICALLY FORFEIT 1-0 TO THE OPPOSITION.This is a bit Draconian, but it is of course unlikely to bother the majority like myself who are 50+, but I suggest any team with younger players, or even those who look young should consider having ID with them.
I know the above is heavy handed and almost patronising and I'm sorry for that, but I feel I've no choice but to spell out the concerns that have been raised in the hope everyone will respond in the right manner -if that means the rules have to be updated to achieve that, then so be it.
Cheers
Andy P
Hi losers,
Updated results and league table. As always, any errors please let me know - and, please, again, let me have your scorers if you haven't already done so - this year it looks like there could be three or four candidates for the Golden Boot award, so every goal counts and every goals a hole.
On a more serious note, yet again I've had complaints about the ages of players. Where possible, I try to deal with any criticism objectively and see no point embarking on a witch hunt - in other words, I try to make it impersonal in the hope that those involved will sort out any perceived problems themselves. However, what I'm now getting is more than just mild concern - it is turning to anger and that cannot be good for the future of the league.
Everyone knows the rules, yet it appears they are being flaunted. I've got to the stage with this where I propose that the rules that exist are rigidly enforced. If this means teams have to bring proof of age with them, then so be it - it isn't working allowing teams to self police,and after one incident this weekend, there is little point in having a referee who just ignores any concerns that are raised. Accordingly,could I ask for your vote on whether you think if there is any doubt that a team satisfies the age rule before kick off, that team has aright to be given the ages of the players and if this proves that a sideis underage THE GAME IS AUTOMATICALLY FORFEIT 1-0 TO THE OPPOSITION.This is a bit Draconian, but it is of course unlikely to bother the majority like myself who are 50+, but I suggest any team with younger players, or even those who look young should consider having ID with them.
I know the above is heavy handed and almost patronising and I'm sorry for that, but I feel I've no choice but to spell out the concerns that have been raised in the hope everyone will respond in the right manner -if that means the rules have to be updated to achieve that, then so be it.
Cheers
Andy P
Monday 22 October 2007
Knobs 3 Saints 1
Another three points -actually our first three points- unbeaten in three games , very satisfactory. Controversial game, in the sense, that we kept to the side which was playing so well whilst the game was highly competitive. Apologies were made to the 3 subs, used in the final 20 minutes or so, by which time we were 3-0 up, but at least we are still competing in the league. Next week's game v Kempston will see us reverting to on- off subs every nanosecond, should any subs be available.
Anyway the performance on Sunday was a notch above normal in terms of physical effort, determination and teamwork as well as flair, passing ability and a desire to keep the ball. Well done! This opposition are no mugs and kept grittily involved right to the end.
First goal , a 25 yard thunderbolt from Matty into the top corner. The goalie neither saw nor spelt it, as good a shot and as fierce as you'll see in the Premiership- perhaps some good comes from watching Arsenal! Mind that clown Adeebiyorrr he could nivvor hit one like that
Second goal, a challenge from a flighted Bully corner was nutted in by a determined, then delighted John Twigg, who it has to be said was having a stormer at left back, some of his challenging headers were both towering and brain cell destroying.
Third goal, another of our many pleasant-on-the-eye attacks seemed to have broken down, but Mark 'never say die ' Mills raced to retrieve a ball going out then dispatched a cross which was accurately nutted in by Matt.
Their consolation goal came after Blind Pew, the referee, failed to notice their forward gently placing the ball down his shorts and ignoring a choir of lusty shouts for handball, allowed play on from which they scored.
Wye lad it wiz a canny game mind even though their number thorteen wiz a birrova bullsy, so there wi gan. Am so happy, all be tappy lappy aal neet when the bonny lads torn thi Spors ower the neet. A hate ti see grown men cry so al not be lookin ower wor fence inti Johnny Boyle's garden, al just leave him ti grieve privately. Prediction Newcastle 3 Spors nought. Owen, Martins and Milner ti score.
Howay thi lads.
Blind Pew
PS Never Say Die
Anyway the performance on Sunday was a notch above normal in terms of physical effort, determination and teamwork as well as flair, passing ability and a desire to keep the ball. Well done! This opposition are no mugs and kept grittily involved right to the end.
First goal , a 25 yard thunderbolt from Matty into the top corner. The goalie neither saw nor spelt it, as good a shot and as fierce as you'll see in the Premiership- perhaps some good comes from watching Arsenal! Mind that clown Adeebiyorrr he could nivvor hit one like that
Second goal, a challenge from a flighted Bully corner was nutted in by a determined, then delighted John Twigg, who it has to be said was having a stormer at left back, some of his challenging headers were both towering and brain cell destroying.
Third goal, another of our many pleasant-on-the-eye attacks seemed to have broken down, but Mark 'never say die ' Mills raced to retrieve a ball going out then dispatched a cross which was accurately nutted in by Matt.
Their consolation goal came after Blind Pew, the referee, failed to notice their forward gently placing the ball down his shorts and ignoring a choir of lusty shouts for handball, allowed play on from which they scored.
Wye lad it wiz a canny game mind even though their number thorteen wiz a birrova bullsy, so there wi gan. Am so happy, all be tappy lappy aal neet when the bonny lads torn thi Spors ower the neet. A hate ti see grown men cry so al not be lookin ower wor fence inti Johnny Boyle's garden, al just leave him ti grieve privately. Prediction Newcastle 3 Spors nought. Owen, Martins and Milner ti score.
Howay thi lads.
Blind Pew
PS Never Say Die
Friday 19 October 2007
Blog Poll
The current poll has now finished and finally ended in a draw between Hobnobs and Garibaldi biscuits though ‘Fuckoff you loser’ came quite close.
The next poll is another hot topic from the blog this week so give your view and and cast your vote.
The next poll is another hot topic from the blog this week so give your view and and cast your vote.
Sunday 14 October 2007
Knobs 7 Old Pretenders 3
Early Sunday evening listening to JohnnyCash and wondering how you all spend the rest of your Sundays after THE match. Do you walk the dogs, feed the ducks, dream about how better you were in days now gone by, (an understandable failing in a once born-once died existence) or are you permitted the opportunity to snooze before bedtime beckons? Do you indeed wonder what's the fucking point?
Today a vast multitude of availables turned out gin the 10 men of Old Pretenders (Internationale). A bit of a headache making sure everyone got a chance for a slice of the 90 minutes. By the way I am so old that I can say I hate substitutes it's such a recipe for internecine warfare. If a bloke dies on the pitch then I can recognise a possible rati0nale for substitutes but other than that a canna think of an obvious need.
Fortunately Carl stepped into a breach giving them an eleventh man in the first half. He was up against a post-gout John Boyle, who looks a sure fire selection for the hapless Spus anyday now.
"Anyday now giving your love to me .....".
Despite some very pleasant on the eye football we contrived to miss several early chances, stand up "ferret killer" (who contributed to play well to be fair), we but managed to do more difficult things in ensuing our 3-0 half time lead- a terrific individual shot from Matt (miles out), a sweet move and a deadly finish from the Bull and a run through from Martin culminating in an exquisite chip (some said he fucked it up but not from where I was lounging).
Half time saw Nick, making his debut for us, replace Carl as their 11th man and then prove to be their most competitive man in the second half viz. some skirmishes with the aforementioned Carl, who came on for us. Did they kiss and make up or did they only kiss, I don't really know and I wouldn't like to say. Nick's father, watching, lost the match ball sometime during the first half, slicing it into a nearby garden. Seems familiar Nick. I'll get it back tomorrow, after all I struggled through nettles and dog shite last week to find that fucker. Anyway I know the neighbour whose garden it entered, think his name is Ornery Cunt- perhaps I'll send Mr Boyle to get it.
How many misses in the second half from Messieurs Mills and Lisle? They both scored one each but even my left nipple at its lactating best could have scored Mark's. They managed to pull one back through an inexplicable raid down the middle, John Boyle scored a cheeky one from the most knicker elastic of angles and late on, after a second for Matt, and a succession of corners from Carl, cascading conkers from every conceivable tree, they managed curiously to smuggle a third. Mind you a sneaky deal between Steve Hammond and Trevor releasing the latter from his goalkeeping duties might have contributed to that. Oh yes, the second goal of theirs, ushered in that near post might have increased Trevor's longings for a role outfield. And this after weeks of goalkeeping hurt when I have been lauding Trevor's goalkeeping prowess to all who might contemplate listening. This bloke is unbeatable quoth I.
To the pub. Or the wake. A moderate turn out, sandwiches were there, consistent and cold, colder than the Stella and there the old braves chewed the fat over the morning's happenings.
Ron
Today a vast multitude of availables turned out gin the 10 men of Old Pretenders (Internationale). A bit of a headache making sure everyone got a chance for a slice of the 90 minutes. By the way I am so old that I can say I hate substitutes it's such a recipe for internecine warfare. If a bloke dies on the pitch then I can recognise a possible rati0nale for substitutes but other than that a canna think of an obvious need.
Fortunately Carl stepped into a breach giving them an eleventh man in the first half. He was up against a post-gout John Boyle, who looks a sure fire selection for the hapless Spus anyday now.
"Anyday now giving your love to me .....".
Despite some very pleasant on the eye football we contrived to miss several early chances, stand up "ferret killer" (who contributed to play well to be fair), we but managed to do more difficult things in ensuing our 3-0 half time lead- a terrific individual shot from Matt (miles out), a sweet move and a deadly finish from the Bull and a run through from Martin culminating in an exquisite chip (some said he fucked it up but not from where I was lounging).
Half time saw Nick, making his debut for us, replace Carl as their 11th man and then prove to be their most competitive man in the second half viz. some skirmishes with the aforementioned Carl, who came on for us. Did they kiss and make up or did they only kiss, I don't really know and I wouldn't like to say. Nick's father, watching, lost the match ball sometime during the first half, slicing it into a nearby garden. Seems familiar Nick. I'll get it back tomorrow, after all I struggled through nettles and dog shite last week to find that fucker. Anyway I know the neighbour whose garden it entered, think his name is Ornery Cunt- perhaps I'll send Mr Boyle to get it.
How many misses in the second half from Messieurs Mills and Lisle? They both scored one each but even my left nipple at its lactating best could have scored Mark's. They managed to pull one back through an inexplicable raid down the middle, John Boyle scored a cheeky one from the most knicker elastic of angles and late on, after a second for Matt, and a succession of corners from Carl, cascading conkers from every conceivable tree, they managed curiously to smuggle a third. Mind you a sneaky deal between Steve Hammond and Trevor releasing the latter from his goalkeeping duties might have contributed to that. Oh yes, the second goal of theirs, ushered in that near post might have increased Trevor's longings for a role outfield. And this after weeks of goalkeeping hurt when I have been lauding Trevor's goalkeeping prowess to all who might contemplate listening. This bloke is unbeatable quoth I.
To the pub. Or the wake. A moderate turn out, sandwiches were there, consistent and cold, colder than the Stella and there the old braves chewed the fat over the morning's happenings.
Ron
Friday 12 October 2007
Last Sunday at Therfield
Do you remember the delayed start to the second half? It transpired the old guy reffing had gone for a shit! He never did return did he? Definitely a case for Miss Marple "The mystery of the missing ferrets allied to a referee shitting bricks somewhere". Can anyone spot any connection cos am buggered if a can. I'll just away ind watter me leeks.
Toodlepip.
Gerry Hattrick
Toodlepip.
Gerry Hattrick
Wednesday 10 October 2007
League: latest information
Email received from Andy Pandy who runs the league that we are in:
Hi Ron you cunt,
I have received a full disclosure of the ages of all Goldings players.Short of seeing their birth certificates, it would appear that they did not field any more than 2 players who were under 35 at any one time,albeit they fully accept that they did have 4 available players out of13 who were under 35, 2 of which being in their 20's and they also fully appreciate that the average age of their squad is also low, meaning they will be seen as a young Vets side.
However, in light of the above, they are not doing anything wrong based on the rules we all signed up to. Despite this, I've asked them to consider the spirit of the league as distinct from just the written rules by trying to get a slightly better balance to the team, and have at the same time reminded them that if they do not field a "qualifying team" then they run the risk that the game can be forfeit 1-0 to the opposition anyway.
I hope that as the season progresses things will work out and you'll reconsider staying in the league next year - it may be, of course, that we change the rules so that, say, the 2 players under 35 still have tobe at least 30 - that would take out the 20 year old element that you are most unhappy with. One to ponder I guess and maybe take a vote atthe year end.
Yours big wig
Andy
Hi Ron you cunt,
I have received a full disclosure of the ages of all Goldings players.Short of seeing their birth certificates, it would appear that they did not field any more than 2 players who were under 35 at any one time,albeit they fully accept that they did have 4 available players out of13 who were under 35, 2 of which being in their 20's and they also fully appreciate that the average age of their squad is also low, meaning they will be seen as a young Vets side.
However, in light of the above, they are not doing anything wrong based on the rules we all signed up to. Despite this, I've asked them to consider the spirit of the league as distinct from just the written rules by trying to get a slightly better balance to the team, and have at the same time reminded them that if they do not field a "qualifying team" then they run the risk that the game can be forfeit 1-0 to the opposition anyway.
I hope that as the season progresses things will work out and you'll reconsider staying in the league next year - it may be, of course, that we change the rules so that, say, the 2 players under 35 still have tobe at least 30 - that would take out the 20 year old element that you are most unhappy with. One to ponder I guess and maybe take a vote atthe year end.
Yours big wig
Andy
Tuesday Training at the Odyssey
Tuesday night training at the Odyssey started yesterday and 7 people turned up. Lots of people expressed an interest in the training but not many of them appeared last night!
We need to get about 10 people each week to make it worthwhile so don’t just say it but do it and turn up.
Anyway must go and have a cup of tea and a biscuit.
Bye bye
We need to get about 10 people each week to make it worthwhile so don’t just say it but do it and turn up.
Anyway must go and have a cup of tea and a biscuit.
Bye bye
Monday 8 October 2007
Therfield 2 Knobs 3
Comfortable as 10 men laboured against 10 on a silent, balmy October day. unnerving tranquillity- probably contributed to low energy levels of both sides and a true veterans' game ensued.
Scoring- Phil smashes home a 25 yd left footer before they equalise with a speculative high one- too high for pygmy boy. Second half Carl's spilled shot was gobbled up by Richard following in, quickly followed by a Chris Wilson effort. Late on Therfield found three men unmarked on the far post- loitering there from a move which broke down some five hours earlier- one of them picked his spot.
We missed loads- some good saves- some shots just wide and some only-the goalie to beat. Stand up John T and stand up that late arrival Mark -the- canary, but to us, the- camel- Mills. Eh lad but yer a rusty camel- yer need a good fuckin oiling.
Mark, having misread 3 e-mails, turned up toward end of first half. (Discussion on non received e- mails ensues- they nearly score). "How many have we got?" "10, get changed" (Discussion on viral complaint that has laid him low these past days- they attack again). "Mark I'm trying to create a passable impression of playing in goal, go and get changed if yer up to playing".
Half time comes and goes, comes and goes, comes and goes, the weather continues balmy, Mark is somewhere, we change ends for so is the custom...zzzzzzzz!
Ten minutes into second half Mark arrives, resplendent in orange, rarin' to go!
"Have yer got any shinpads?" "Nah a dinna use them n if a had ad be wearin them"
"Have yer got any shinpads?" We defend a corner successfully. "Nah play without them".
"Chris have yer got any shinpads?". Phil queries whether we are getting an eleventh man. "In probability no, but yer never can tell- can yer function with a camel?"
5 minutes later, possibly an aeon, "is the dressing room open?", for it is he! "How div a knaa if the dressin room's open am tryin to play in goal ower here". "Have you got the key?"
Silence, they nearly score. "Hev a got the key?- what's gannin on here?"
Some time later a think al try summat clivvor, dribble the baal oot and pass it. First part accomplished but just as I was ganna pass to the left, a sudden realisation that the recipient of the pass was fully clad on the line but not yet part of play- fuckin hell it's the Marie Celeste at starboard, a change of tack, give the ball away in shock, they nearly score. As Therfield said the eleventh man was very influential. Mark then came on with 20 minutes left and what a sight, he had nae shinpads but he had a pair of ferrets stuffed doon each sock. Didn't help him though they had nae bite.
MARK ARE YOU AVAILABLE SUNDAY AT HOME- OCTOBER 14-10.30 KO? Your turn for the kit.
An aside , hey they had some big lads playing. Nah am mean some really big big lads. Chris took some gettin roond that centre forward. Navigational aids nivvor shin pads were the requisite equipment. Therfield water supply?
Next week Mark and 10 others will take on the might of the Old Pretenders in a friendly.
Half man half biscuit and three quarters bactrian at your service.
Scoring- Phil smashes home a 25 yd left footer before they equalise with a speculative high one- too high for pygmy boy. Second half Carl's spilled shot was gobbled up by Richard following in, quickly followed by a Chris Wilson effort. Late on Therfield found three men unmarked on the far post- loitering there from a move which broke down some five hours earlier- one of them picked his spot.
We missed loads- some good saves- some shots just wide and some only-the goalie to beat. Stand up John T and stand up that late arrival Mark -the- canary, but to us, the- camel- Mills. Eh lad but yer a rusty camel- yer need a good fuckin oiling.
Mark, having misread 3 e-mails, turned up toward end of first half. (Discussion on non received e- mails ensues- they nearly score). "How many have we got?" "10, get changed" (Discussion on viral complaint that has laid him low these past days- they attack again). "Mark I'm trying to create a passable impression of playing in goal, go and get changed if yer up to playing".
Half time comes and goes, comes and goes, comes and goes, the weather continues balmy, Mark is somewhere, we change ends for so is the custom...zzzzzzzz!
Ten minutes into second half Mark arrives, resplendent in orange, rarin' to go!
"Have yer got any shinpads?" "Nah a dinna use them n if a had ad be wearin them"
"Have yer got any shinpads?" We defend a corner successfully. "Nah play without them".
"Chris have yer got any shinpads?". Phil queries whether we are getting an eleventh man. "In probability no, but yer never can tell- can yer function with a camel?"
5 minutes later, possibly an aeon, "is the dressing room open?", for it is he! "How div a knaa if the dressin room's open am tryin to play in goal ower here". "Have you got the key?"
Silence, they nearly score. "Hev a got the key?- what's gannin on here?"
Some time later a think al try summat clivvor, dribble the baal oot and pass it. First part accomplished but just as I was ganna pass to the left, a sudden realisation that the recipient of the pass was fully clad on the line but not yet part of play- fuckin hell it's the Marie Celeste at starboard, a change of tack, give the ball away in shock, they nearly score. As Therfield said the eleventh man was very influential. Mark then came on with 20 minutes left and what a sight, he had nae shinpads but he had a pair of ferrets stuffed doon each sock. Didn't help him though they had nae bite.
MARK ARE YOU AVAILABLE SUNDAY AT HOME- OCTOBER 14-10.30 KO? Your turn for the kit.
An aside , hey they had some big lads playing. Nah am mean some really big big lads. Chris took some gettin roond that centre forward. Navigational aids nivvor shin pads were the requisite equipment. Therfield water supply?
Next week Mark and 10 others will take on the might of the Old Pretenders in a friendly.
Half man half biscuit and three quarters bactrian at your service.
Tuesday 2 October 2007
Goldcheats 1 Knobs 1
A reasonable result, tight at the back passage and busty up front but we still scored. Missed a few mind, a penchant for the pretty, over passing and good chances surprisingly missed? They had a bit of energy but were effectively dealt with (a kin see wye they play vets footbaal their lair o youngins, naebody their oun age wid give thim a gyem. Tek awa their bit o runnin and thi heavy breathin n thir emasculated. Fackin yapless).
Matt scored put through by a sumptious Bully through ball. Everyone contributed and kept going to the end, in John B's and AN Other's case that consisted of leaving the Station Hotel by 6.30, having imbibed a few with us merry band of few at 3 Horse Shoes on way yem. John is disciplined and dropped for this week, the early pub beckons.
(Didn't the other bonny lads dae well? Beaten 3-1 by a bunch of forriners, coming ower here and tekkin wi jobs an wi wimmin, what's things comin tae. Did a see them? Hadaway ti hell, thi buggers didnt come to see me when a wiz sick. Ah the glory days of 1969 are still fresh in me mind - we won the Inter City (ounly us in it?) nah Inter Cities Fairs Cup- ah was at the second leg at St James'- a think? nah a tell a lie a was, a was there with a bonny Geordie lass caaled Ann Hope. Moncur was captain- he was hopeless a thought, wot does anyone else think?)
Next week Therfield away, fairish team, friendly, good pub for grub afterwards.
Di yi think Friday's bondage session went aal reet? A bit disappointing a thoght cos the ounly whip a saw was the one I was carrying all neet in a pormanent vigil at the bar. A good turnout- next one is a Knebworth treasure hunt, "find a pub." December date to be announced.
Lash Larue
PS we cares who friggin scored for Goldnobs!
Matt scored put through by a sumptious Bully through ball. Everyone contributed and kept going to the end, in John B's and AN Other's case that consisted of leaving the Station Hotel by 6.30, having imbibed a few with us merry band of few at 3 Horse Shoes on way yem. John is disciplined and dropped for this week, the early pub beckons.
(Didn't the other bonny lads dae well? Beaten 3-1 by a bunch of forriners, coming ower here and tekkin wi jobs an wi wimmin, what's things comin tae. Did a see them? Hadaway ti hell, thi buggers didnt come to see me when a wiz sick. Ah the glory days of 1969 are still fresh in me mind - we won the Inter City (ounly us in it?) nah Inter Cities Fairs Cup- ah was at the second leg at St James'- a think? nah a tell a lie a was, a was there with a bonny Geordie lass caaled Ann Hope. Moncur was captain- he was hopeless a thought, wot does anyone else think?)
Next week Therfield away, fairish team, friendly, good pub for grub afterwards.
Di yi think Friday's bondage session went aal reet? A bit disappointing a thoght cos the ounly whip a saw was the one I was carrying all neet in a pormanent vigil at the bar. A good turnout- next one is a Knebworth treasure hunt, "find a pub." December date to be announced.
Lash Larue
PS we cares who friggin scored for Goldnobs!
Monday 1 October 2007
league: for information
e-mail sent to league bloke at st albans today.
No point going to 40 + just keep it at traditional vets level, 35+!
Goldings had many 20 year olds! The son of one of their players is the 24 year old son of their ref, who was recently going out with our centre half's daughter, the son that is !
As for not being able to recruit older players, we used to beat Goldings fairly comfortably yet since this league started they've mysteriously morphed into a very young side- Bob doesn't play nor does the ref anymore, and several of us are older than them.
Also they had several subs which meant two or three who were on the side at any one time were true vets with the ringers on the field. We had 1 sub- all our players were vets and we feel that their vets should have been on the field matching their skills and longevity against us.If someone was suffering from some near fatal injury then and only then should a youngster come on and replace them.
When the vets league was mooted I would have thought all those who put themselves forward were vets' teams- no point an under 21- club putting themselves forward I would have thought! The league gets started and suddenly youth is all the rage- Ware have told me that Sandy have used that 19 year old for the second year running- yes he apparently scored another hattrick against poor old Ware! We do not accept puny excuses and ultimately cheating and will continue to fulfil our fixtures this season but despite your obvious hard work and organising we won't be continuing next season. What must be acknowledged is yes it's only a game- well then 'friendlies' are quite suitable, but for some reason in competitive situations when youngsters are turning on their arrogance alongside their definite superiority in physiques, energy and running ability nasty retaliations become highly possible- re our game with St Helens last season, who by the way continue to be far from being a vets team. Sorry to be harbinger of crap tidings but there we are, we are a vets side who wish to test our diminishing skills and memory banks among our peers.
Personally, I recognise there has to be a vets cut off point be it 35 or 33 or 43 but it is universally recognised as 35 so why don't people just stick to it, what's the glory or enjoyment in winning, drawing or even losing with your team packed with youngsters? Ultimately it's unfair, it's cheating.
Ron
No point going to 40 + just keep it at traditional vets level, 35+!
Goldings had many 20 year olds! The son of one of their players is the 24 year old son of their ref, who was recently going out with our centre half's daughter, the son that is !
As for not being able to recruit older players, we used to beat Goldings fairly comfortably yet since this league started they've mysteriously morphed into a very young side- Bob doesn't play nor does the ref anymore, and several of us are older than them.
Also they had several subs which meant two or three who were on the side at any one time were true vets with the ringers on the field. We had 1 sub- all our players were vets and we feel that their vets should have been on the field matching their skills and longevity against us.If someone was suffering from some near fatal injury then and only then should a youngster come on and replace them.
When the vets league was mooted I would have thought all those who put themselves forward were vets' teams- no point an under 21- club putting themselves forward I would have thought! The league gets started and suddenly youth is all the rage- Ware have told me that Sandy have used that 19 year old for the second year running- yes he apparently scored another hattrick against poor old Ware! We do not accept puny excuses and ultimately cheating and will continue to fulfil our fixtures this season but despite your obvious hard work and organising we won't be continuing next season. What must be acknowledged is yes it's only a game- well then 'friendlies' are quite suitable, but for some reason in competitive situations when youngsters are turning on their arrogance alongside their definite superiority in physiques, energy and running ability nasty retaliations become highly possible- re our game with St Helens last season, who by the way continue to be far from being a vets team. Sorry to be harbinger of crap tidings but there we are, we are a vets side who wish to test our diminishing skills and memory banks among our peers.
Personally, I recognise there has to be a vets cut off point be it 35 or 33 or 43 but it is universally recognised as 35 so why don't people just stick to it, what's the glory or enjoyment in winning, drawing or even losing with your team packed with youngsters? Ultimately it's unfair, it's cheating.
Ron
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