On the back of 5 straight wins and playing a team we beat 2-0 away earlier in the season confidence was high amongst the team.
The hat-trick heroes from the previous 2 games were away together on a narrow boat holiday so we were an inform striker and a Banksy light but such is the depth of the squad and attacking players this season that we could field strong replacements so the management were not concerned. We felt the only thing that could beat us was our own complacency.
Goldings have 1 tactic. The hoof! They have 1 decent player who Ron, every time we played them over the past 5 years, used to tell us was 29. He still looks the youngest in the team, plays up front and is the recipient of each hoof up pitch. It didn’t take too long at the weekly management meeting for the management to come up with a plan to nullify this tactic by giving James the job of marking him supported by Richard.
We kicked off and Goldings proceeded to lump the ball up pitch on every occasion. In response, either James or Richard headed it back and when Peter Pan pulled out to our left the self-declared “Roberto Carlos” (Lee) did the same thing. Other than a rugby tackle on James, Peter Pan did very little and ended up asking to play in midfield half way through the 2nd half. He didn’t get many touches in there either and with no big lump to aim at up front Goldings run out of ideas.
With the 1 and only threat cancelled out Tony C remained pretty much a spectator throughout. He had the odd goal kick, ran off his line a few times, shouted some abuse and that was it. The back 4 played as a unit, supported each other throughout with Tony K and Lee raiding down the flanks at will. A great platform for the team to play from.
On the odd occasion Goldings tried to play through the middle Bully and Darren simply took the ball off them with ease and launched further attacks. Gerry and Greg on the wings were getting on the ball and causing problems and preventing Goldings’ wingers getting the ball. Total midfield domination throughout.
There was lots of possession and lots of great passing football with every single player involved. Paul and Jonno up front showed great movement, held the ball up for the midfielders to join the attacks and terrorised the Golding back 4 all game.
It was about 15 minutes in that we scored our first. A pass out of defence up to Jonno’s feet was flicked wide for the on running Darren. Darren’s cross from near the right corner flag was met by a thundering header from Jonno, leaving the keeper with no chance. It was the least we deserved even at that early stage having had a few half chances and shots saved.
We continued to dominate for the rest of the half but no further goals followed.
Dave was happy at half time and brought himself on at left back and Gavin on at right midfield.
We were even more dominant in the 2nd half but best of all passed the ball with confidence. It was no wonder Golding tired as they spent most of the game chasing the ball. When they did get it, we won it straight back.
Paul got his deserved goal early in the second half. He picked the ball up 10 yards out and sent a rocket into the top right of the Goldings goal. Again, no chance for the keeper who was clearly tired from hoofing the ball up the pitch every few minutes.
The 3rd goal came when Roberto Carlos, back at left back after a breather, collected a ball at the byline just inside the Goldings box on the left, cut the ball back to the on running Darren who slid the ball in from inside the 6 yard box despite Jonno stamping on his foot.
And there you have it. 6 straight wins!
We scored 3 probably had 70% possession and every player played well. You couldn’t ask for more.
Next week we have a league game against new boys Rickmansworth town. Dare we dream of making it 7 straight wins?
18 comments:
Never your goal, definitely my goal but as your are boss you are always going to pull rank.
Leave it or I'll beat you up.
From where I was it was clearly Darren that scored so I'm giving it to Jono.
Also From where I was making runs Darren was also there tackling me. getting right on my nerves he was
I don't believe it. Everyone is pretending to me all of a sudden. I just want to say on record that I am sorry for being an embarrassment on Sunday. I have let myself my family and most of all the team down. It's just that Darren was marking me all game and I couldn't get away from him.
I hope everyone has reflected on the incident on Sunday between myself and Stephen. The sooner you no-marks realise it is my team and my ball, and that merely threatening to take glory or even the ball away from me will result in you being dropped from the team. I told Stephen this mid-way through the second half on Sunday - I have conditionally accepted his apology in the post above. Don't even get me started on Chairman Mao threatening to change the formation when I was on holiday. I repeat, my team, my ball. End of.
Yes you dare.
That bloke is still only 29 and probably will remain so for his lifetime. After all he started playing with the vets about 12 years ago, 17 he was. Never did play with his peers, so now as he ages he gets his true rewards,
He was always useless just bulk and youth on his side!
Your entire team* is made up of white, British (by which I mean English) old men. Keep up the good work.
*I noticed you have an Irish but presume he only performs menial duties and provides comic relief with his hilarious foreign accent.
Never your goal, definitely my goal but as your are boss you are always going to be a wank.
I have been with the team for around 7 years and the one thing I have learned is that the posts to this "blog" are rarely in the correct name. Any posts with spelling mistakes are Dave any with swearing are John.
Fuck off Gavin. Your a Wanker.
You've got that wrong Gavin. Dave swears and im rubish at speling
I'm still distraught about being sub but appreciate that the management appreciate that there has been a public sector pay freeze and I can only afford £3 a week. This also explains my pub absences.
And does this also explain why you never wash, you have cut back on soap?
UKIP represents everything that is nasty and selfish about Homo sapiens.
Politics is the art of compromise. Each individual cannot have everything entirely their own way. We all need to rub along to make for a pleasanter and tolerable world. If these should be the rules some are not playing fairly by them. But for fucks sake lets not join them or everything becomes very very nasty.
We are all better off than say life some 20, 30 years ago, we're more than surviving, don't let anyone tell you otherwise. Life is wonderful.. until you die, then perhaps......
Howay the Knobs, make your togetherness universal everyone will gain, everyone will feel better
VOTE LABOUR for the slight chance of a better world NOW.
Fuck labour fuck thr tories and fuck the old knobs.
You can tell there's an election in progress. Ron has woken up and is telling us how to vote.
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