Knobs 7 Steeple Morden 1

Several visits to the ground led me to believe some form of match could take place- tiddlywinks perhaps the purists might say.
Sir Ron- in new, proper boots, hey that's part of the game, had a blinder- deny him you scrooges! He knows he still has a bit in him but the youngsters keep him out of the fray.
We played on the top pitch and played reasonably well.
Ron missed an early chanc e couldn't lift it over the keeper. But the keeper made amends by not doing anything after that. Hey, they were a very young side by the way- very. Their tactics simply seemed to be their makkem dribbling forward, like the absent Gav, before running out of options. They had a few shots wide in the first half. Matty foraged well before lashing in our first goal. I think Chris Wilson got the second, was that Ron's clever dummy by the way? The third came from another subtle dummy by Ron and was turned in by the coccyx challenged John Boyle- known by his opposition as "dickhead". Another good move saw Chris smashing a shot inside the far post. 4-0 half time.
We started sluggishly in the second half and they got one back was it Mark or was it Brendan or even was it Steve? No, unanimously it was Brendan. He'll deny it. Alistair, reffi ing, can you run the line Bill? "No", but he did. Another goal by Chris against their keeper who couldn't bend it
like Beckham or any fucker. But his fourth a 40 yard half volley into an empty net was a gobsmacker.
A freekick by Bully on target- important this- saw their keeper again challenged in the bending department. We could have scored loads as we carefully played our way round the ice.
Hey the new boots were great, thanks Steve, my 'career' has been elongated to my pension age.
If you can put up with me.
Next week a league game against high flying Harpenden , an unusual team selection conundrum. Picking those who are match fit- let me know if you think you are so categorised!
Goodly turn out in t'Station, just like old times except we win.

Sir Ron