Highly competitive, hard fought game with little aggro! An I was referee. Am staggered.
We're playing radically changed teams now on a weekly basis as the sort of vet available for selection each week becomes an endangered species- and we haven't even hit Christmas or Mothering Sunday yet!
Well done all participants yesterday, all played well some exceptionally well. Some of our football was quite pacy and imaginative, Martin was back. The happiest side would have been Ware who were dependent on guts and endeavour. With our approach play and chances we have to be a little disappointed to drop two points. Mind hey, it was a true Vets' match no need for the promise of 'his birth certificate's in the post' on this occasion.
The pitch was slick and greasy and a soft rain fell throughout the proceedings.
Totally against the run of play they took the lead from a route one move. Hoof from goalie, bouncing into our area where the wee black guy got the telling toe in and sent it wide of Mark. We equalised before half time from a nice move which led to Andy lashing in.
Second half much like the first, with us on top providing the footballing moves and them defending stoutly, notably their agile keeper. Even he could not deny puff puff Dave as he snuck in late to head a Bully corner emphatically home. You see, no "puff puff" when he's being sneaky.
Gerry was on playing instead of the injured Tony and with 15 minutes to go- or something like that, the stopwatch stopped twice , it refuses to work beyond 30 mutes 53 seconds, Chris had to go off injured and we played the last part of the game with 10. They came into it doggedly yet hardly looked dangerous until him with the towering, shiny pate guided a dropping ball up and over our defence into the top corner for two all. We might have won at the death when Andy made a scintillating run only to see his angled drive tipped past the post by their outstanding keeper.
Dave played well, he's got the makings of a good vet. Fran Cottontraders corsets two for the price of one.
Us and Ware in the Station, no other customers and no food. Whaes like us?
Whae has a pub like us? Twere like a morgue.
Next week away at OK Corral, bring your hardware.
10 comments:
I could have played but noone asked me. Then you would have had 11 and you would have won.
i agree if a couple of the forgotten ones were asked then there would have been 11 at the end resulting in a win. good game my backside
Dave had a good game.
Oh Shucks!
The back-pass rule refers to two clauses within Law 12 of the Laws of the Game of association football.[1] These clauses prohibit the goalkeeper from intentionally handling the ball when a team-mate uses his feet to intentionally pass him the ball, or from intentionally handling the ball when receiving directly from a throw-in.[2] The goalkeeper is still permitted to use his feet and other body parts to redirect the ball. Conversely, if an outfield player passes the ball back using any part of the body besides the feet, the keeper may pick up the ball. An unintentional pass or touch is not considered an offence.
The actual offence committed is the handling of the ball by the goalkeeper, not the ball being passed back. An indirect free kick is awarded to the opposing team from the place where the offence occurred, i.e., where the goalkeeper deliberately handled the ball. In practice this offence is very rarely committed. Unless you play on a Sunday morning and have Ron refereeing.
Well when I was a lad yi didnt hev them silly rules. So vets should [play the rules they are used to. Nae rules and plenty of hacking.
Anywhere this silly rule was to prervent time wasting- hardly relevant here.
\And I wor bein friendly like- nowt rang wi that is there?
what the fuck are you twats on about?
If yi canna understand plain friggin English god bless yer cotton socks.
He's just tellin it how it is or isn't - not sure really, perhaps inside out...how or where?
Goal.........
Can't believe it, Brendan's injured. It seems that his knee is well and truly fucked.
Poor brendan- it'll be all them bacteria and the odd virus he's into.
Knee good crying.
Thank God we have Alistair.
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