Faraway Sir Ronald

It's been on and off for years but finally the time has come for Sir Ronald to be put out to pasture in Pembrokeshire and become Faraway Sir Ronald. Plenty of gardening to be done and the drink is already a distant memory. The KNOBS, who are they?

Goodbye Sir Ronald

Goodbye Sir Ronald
Quack quack

Sunday 31 August 2008

Knobs 1 Royston 5

Divvint despair emm- I think Trevor's back next week. What else can one say.
We tended to be a side of disparate parts and not very well oiled parts at that. Except perhaps when we're in The Fox.
Thanks to those who stand in as keepers but for two games now we've given the oppo goals. Not to say we deserved anything from either game but the keeper position has been a mitigating factor. Still onward and upward. Steve Bull scored from the penalty spot and is now top scorer infinitesimally.
Matt got a lumpy eye from an errant elbow, JB and Steve persevered with last week's rib injuries, Dave was back from his holidays and was all over the pitch and and and......
I'm off to Newcastle for the week so not much else to report.
Thanks to Phil for reffing.
And isn't that Carlo A FUCKIN TOSSPOT. you heard it here first.

The comeback kid- in a minute.

Thursday 28 August 2008

August 24th Knobs 1 Walkern 4

No need to despair sae divvint ye fret me canny lads a thort yiz wornt si bad actually, ones each in thi second half when yiz gorra proper goalie like!
Walkern are always a competitive side, the've all played before. Last season we beat them twice and they beat us once 1-0. They got the rub of the green on Sunday, they did ping the ball around with some zest and their crosses from set pieces and open play were always in the right areas. Fair enough. I'm not saying they couldn't have scored on other occasions but the 4 goals they managed were serious individual errors. First one, how noone even went near the incoming player who had a free half volley on an open goal, I can't quite fathom. The next one I can cos I was at the heart of the action and a faint heart it was- goalie meanders leisurely toward through ball, committed forward gets there first and it's 2-0. Pathetic! The third was a poor pass out of defence, which was cut out in a central position by their bloke who audaciously strode forward and chipped the keeper with ease. Three feet and rising! Fuck me that's three. Yet I had thought we'd had some interesting moves in the course of the half. Any criticism would be that though they were probably suffering as much as us in this first game they were prepared to suffer that little bit more. We tended not to push out when we got possession, work done we think and we walk out. That's not good enough. When Chris was shouting "move out" I'm sure people could hear but weren't heeding. Pushing out and upfield is not a rest period it's an integral part of keeping a relevant, compact shape. Let's improve on this next weekend.
Second half much better. An excellent goal starting with Bill, in the left full back position, saw the ball quickly and accurately transferred to the right where John O'Boyle or John O' Me fuckinchestsknackered Boyle was having increasing joy (he was robbed of a goal in the first half). The said ball, for it was it, cutely arrived to Monsieur Bull who scored with aplomb. We conceded a 4th which was interesting and bizarre from my angle (John Twigg had gone into goal by the way) I was now watching and playing with a pretty little flag. Martin got injured, broken toe I reckon and the match faded away on a not so Elysian field.
I went off to deal with Ernie and Brenda and I've subsequently had a complaint about unlocked doors and gates and dirty corridors so something must be arranged to avoid our being tipped the black spot from the council.
Most of us toddled up to the cricket club for a couple afterwards together with the opposition. Very nice. Absentees Martin, broken toe, and Mark, why I know not!

Next week home to Royston with Garston at home the week after. Garston have made their usual request.

Ron 'I'll never don the gloves again' not Springett