I will try to keep this brief, since this match is best forgotten, and I doubt whether many of you will be inclined to read this blog anyway!
We played well in the first half, showing some lovely passing at times, and we held a deserved 4-2 lead at half time.
For the second half, Dave J rotated the team, in order to give everyone a chance to play, including himself. Now, this was an end-of-season friendly, and I fully support the laudable aim of allowing everyone to play a half. Unfortunately, however, the team was weakened by the various changes, particularly the loss of Dave himself in goal, and Buntingford were the better team in the second half. With the help of individual errors by some of our players, they ran out 6-4 winners. This was a great way for their retiring manager to bow out in his last game, and it was a good day for the landlord of The Station Bar and Dining, since the Buntingford players packed into the pub to celebrate. Quite a few of our players also came along, to be fair, and Dave amused us by being incapable of finding the winner of the scratchcard, when it he had won the prize himself...
I must give credit to all of our players for their exertions on a very warm day. There were many excellent performances, but I must mention Dave M, for his tireless chasing and running, and a very sweet finish for our first goal, and Paul, who showed great composure in scoring a quality hat-trick: he should be very proud of that. Finally, it was good to have Rob back - and now he also knows how to find the brooms, when it's his turn to sweep the pavilion!
Good luck next week.
Chairman.
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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Bring back the taller Tony
Why do we need him? Told you last week, he couldn't catch a cold
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