Howay the lads! Easy-ish. It should never have been so close. Nice to be back - sort of......
First half only one team looked like winning- us. Some of our attacking of the ball from corners left a lot to be desired. Richard and Dave got there easily for unopposed headers but missed. Dave got a bit closer with a more difficult one and a delicious corner from Mark saw noone remotely near the far post, us or opposition. I thought they looked exceptionally poor, though honest and fair. It only would take a few percent increase in workrate by us and a cricket score would ensue. We took the lead, a comfortable shot from Andy ushered into the net by their hapless keeper. Oh this is easy, yet it was not to be. We weren't eager enough to collect the second ball, thinking it would be easy and lo and behold they had a couple of chances. Back four looked strong nevertheless until half time. Second half we seemed to start even better but after ten minutes they equalised. Ball bobbling round the area arrived to the edge where their bloke swung a leg and sent an unstoppable shot into the net via the cross bar. Fuck me 1-1. They then galvanised their youthful energies and a bit of a contest ensued until Andy scored his second and missed a few one on ones before Steve put the game to bed with a lovely free kick over the wall and everyone else to make it 3-1. Not great but it's always nice to win. The pub was fine, most showed, but summat was missing or was it just me? Next week John Boyle takes charge as I am on my ban bear farming walk. The week after am back- I'll referee! Highlight of the game? Darren's "you and you and you move" as he was ushered into touch. Andy and were two of the "yous" who was the other?
Man of the match- Chris Wilson good ooooold Chris.
Love you all- well almost all!
Ron
Welcome to the festive ramblings of faraway Sir Ronald and his knobs Dancer Dave, Dasher Darren and Prancer Al. Do take the time to browse around and participate in the blog. Older, slower and fatter than ever, that's the festive knobs!
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?
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Have people forgotten how to blog around here.
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anyone tell me where the blog is these days, been looking for it for months
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immature old fools
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