Knobs 3 Birchanger 1

Here we are again. Good competitive win, enjoyable game, cosy in the pub, till we had to leave and go our separate ways!
After a sluggish opening 10 minutes or so every one was up to this scrap on a conducive slippery pitch.
They fared better, downhill, in the first half but were ultimately restricted to long range shooting
all handled very capably, thank you very much, by Trevor.
Once we started to verbally encourage each other the mindset for the game was set in stone.
They led 1-0 at half time thanks to a near post corner, headed on via two of our defenders, the last being a valiant John Boyle, up into the top of the net and out again. Those new fucking clips- useless. We had chances in the first half but noone seemed capable of heading in the sumptious crosses- plug plug!
Ron was reffing, another valiant effort in stocking feet.
No concern since our two latecomers, Chris W and Gavin were about to be unleashed for the second half. Chris replaced Roy slightly earlier as the latter took a real nasty backward nut to the cheekbone. Softy.
We kicked off and within a minute or so Chris W broke, served Gavin on the left who hared off 60 yards like a Boit in no box , left all in his wake, before equalising with a cool, low finish. As JB said Gavin is devastating in mini seconds. He repeated this run several times when he was availed of the ball which probably wasn't all that much. Once he was crudely hacked down from behind and another time he evaded the foul by retaining his feet and crossing. Steve would rather have had the penalty but he should have fallen over.
Our second was due to their trying to work their way from the goalline under pressure with the final pass arriving at Steve's feet, a few feet out, and he slid it home. He doesn't miss from there!
Well actually he does, Old Owens away last season, sorry Steve you top scorer you.
Chances came and went until our third arrived, Boyle assist?, through which Matt smashed a rocket into the top corner.
They could have had a penalty, which was rightly turned down, Brendan agrees, and from the resulting freekick on the edge, Trevor completed a phenomenal tip over save.
Lovely game hope you all enjoyed it. Quite a pace too!
Bill made tea for everyone, thank you Bill, a lovely touch. Remember you lot take your cups back to the kitchen. Alistair swept out all the dressing rooms. oh did anyone let him out? I'd better pop over and see or his Sunday dinner will be really dried up!
The boots that caused the lip with a little help from the mental lubrication have now caused two enormous heel blisters. They're cursed I tell you, currrsed! Will they recover for next week's stroll? The boots that is.
Injured players Bill, Dave and Phil turned up to game and pub. Good stuff they'll soon be back.
Was Mark M spotted furtively beneath an oak tree early on? We do not know. He is also struggling on the injury front but didn't make the Fox.

Newcastle are currently bottom, but nihil desperandum is our motto or is it divvint worry yi fackin cunts will soon be fuckin climbin high. (JK). Who are you laughing at you cunt!

Ref Ron