Saints 1 Knobs 5 - report by William Wordsworth

At this beautiful autumn time, here is a report in rhythm and rhyme.
At The Station we met (well half the team) where Ronald was missing but he had a scheme.
A piece of paper was handed on, 4-5-1 he wrote and then he was gone.
So off we headed for the early start, to St. Albans to play with great heart.
And we started well, with plenty of passing, that left their players, running and gasping.
But from a corner they scored a goal, where the ball rebounded ‘into the hole’.
Which was met by their player with an almighty thwack, that left poor Tony on his back.
He said that ultimately he couldn’t see but why then (we ask) is he our goalie?
A few minutes later, we understood why, when he saved with his feet – what a good guy!
After some struggles, we finally scored, when James carved through the defence like he was a sword.
Scored with a deflection, into the corner, he was as pleased as punch, like little Jack Horner.
Along came the second, with a run down the wing and a pull back saw Nick doing his thing.
Bursting into the box, with those little legs, he shot home under pressure off one of the pegs.
The third came along with some brilliant play, with Martin’s passing and Paul’s great off-lay
Gavin controlled the ball inside the box, and tucked it away like a cunning fox.
The final goal we saw in the first half, came from a Bully free-kick (he’s back on the staff)
And it was pretty much over when the whistle blew, a 4-1 lead was mighty and true.
In the second half, the pace settled down, the pitch sometimes resembled a ghost town.
But Paul kept on hustling and deserved a goal, with a fantastic run and some quality control.
It’s true to say they hardly had a chance as we gave them the runaround, a merry dance.
At the back we were solid, a state of bliss, with Chairman Al, Tony, James and Chris.
In the midfield we battled, really fully, with Nick, Martyn, Richard and the returning Bully.
Up front was Paul getting better and better, and Gavin breathed hard like he was wearing a sweater.
Chris Cox came on and passed it around and it was nice to see Brendan come up from the town.
So there you have it, another victory and we all went home for a nice cup of tea.
Three on the bounce, we’re going up the league but next week, we might see a little fatigue.
Old Owen’s at home, with plenty away but let’s see what happens next Sunday!