Arriving 15 minutes into the game on an exceptionally sunny day one was pleasantly surprised to see the Knobs were 1-0 up. Gavin had slotted home a loose ball after an Ali (that Ali) shot had been parried. Early impressions were that Gavin and Andy could very well be on the verge of a field day with their speed. Gavin a few yards out could hardly miss had he not been so obviously fouled from behind. Some referees do not like to give penalties. They then came into the game with three goal attempts in a short space of time which did not bode well for the rest of the match. None registered.
An old bugbear but one to bear in mind, on off substitutions can disturb team coherence and radically alter the flow of the performance, rarely is there an improvement in a competitive game of substituting on the grounds of constitutional dictats.
Opinions as to team shape and who should play in which position is a matter of many opinions but I felt in the context of this game, certainly, that Vinnie would have been most potent in the final third of the pitch harrassing their back four who were too comfortably winning balls and being afforded time to distribute it constructively.
Mind you they are a good side and looked individually comfortable throughout. They probably deserved their win over the piece showing coherence and high energy levels. The boy Paine/ Payne (or simply whingeing cunt) was a threat throughout and was strong on the ball making two of their goals with crosses. Theoretically all three goals were preventable in that the moves were not robustly contested but you could say that about most goals. They were probably the fitter side but having said that how many of our players probably had energy left to burn by the end but were conserving it to lift pint glasses later.
Gavin makes a crap linesman by the way, likes to chat to the crowd too much- me and Bill.
Nowt much more to say other than there was a good turn out in the 'garden' of the Royal Oak where drinks were quoffed and a 'splendid' sandwich buffet was enjoyed.
Next week Easter Sunday there is a game away to Walkern probably at Thomas Alleyne school, hope the availability is positive.
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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Sorry i had to go straight home lads. My thumb print was throbbing and that only means one thing.
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new rules for 2013
Fuck off anonymous. Theres only room for one anonymous in this club.
I see the level of discourse is as basal as ever. Steady, engage think!
Fry baby fry!
Kev 6
Bob 5
Nobby 8
Dick 6
Frank 7
Bully 3
Cliff 7
Alan 6
Tel 6
Frank 6
Hank 4
Warren 6
Who the fuck are these new players, you left me at home Dave you cunt. I have been at the club years but you chose to bring in your new friends, don't call me when it goes tits up and you have no players. My mate Benny also said to tell you to poke it up your fucking arse. I wouldn't mind as much but when I found out the score from Sunday and you had all your touched (sorry special) players I think back to the Harpenden heroes!
Go lick your own arse you fucking cock.
I was told not to bother and I am one of the founding knobs. The manager is a tosser who picks his faves only. What now after another defeat?
Bully 3, shurely some mistake, 1 for getting out to the pitch, then 0 for not being able to play on it.
It is quite clear to see what the manager done this weekend and it didn't work. Will he now come and ask us old shit players to play this weekend ? Fuck him I say. Bring back Ron.
Sack dave the dick now and bring back Ron the Easter bunny for Easter I say.
I've bust my egg it's back to the pram for me I dont want to play with you rough mouths.
There is clearly an imposter posting false comments on this site, as surely you know that it is beneath me to contribute to this juvenile message board
Don't use my name, and Dave don't bother calling me. I will wait for Ron to return to the job you fucked up !
Brendan the only way to improve the discourse and dialogue of this commentary is to fucking use it!
Appeasement gets us nowhere.
i will never comment on this juvenile pile of shit you fucking bunch of knob jockeys
We have a good team this sunday. I can see us scoring a hat full.
i am available sunday
you had a good "team" last Sunday and......
They did'nt play well did they.
Must admit, thought you lot were a lot different to our earlier meeting. You were a lot more organised and could've left us in trouble by half-time, despite us hitting the bar twice. Good game though, and our 3 goals from a total of 5 yards were much needed!
See you next season lads.
im the fucking paine ill kick the shit out of all of all off you ggrrrr
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