Red (5): Jeremy, Kevin, Daniel, Richard N, John G
Yellow (6): Oz, JP, James, Richard P, Gerald, Stuart
He left as Daniel, el Capitano. He returned as Lars, the conquering Viking and true to his recent saga, three hours sleep couldn’t keep him from the fray.
Red were sprightly from the start and popped in a very rapid four goals in under ten minutes, the smoothest coming from a string of slick one touch stuff, very watchable football. They goaded yellow by talking of clean sheets and offering an extra player, but yellow declined and promptly responded by opening their scoring. And then it went dead. Nothing for the rest of the half other than Gerald giving a goal kick straight to the opposition who couldn’t take advantage.
The second half was more closely fought with yellow eventually pulling it back to 6-5. The oddest goal came from a long ball that arced over Daniel’s head, Gerald surprisingly ducked and the ball bounced through the goalkeeping legs of Jeremy, bizarre and most amusing for the two fans who’d come along. Belief was beginning to shine in the eys of the yellow players but in the last 5 minutes Kevin converted a cross into the net and stabbed that belief right through the heart, twisting the knife as it went. He sank to his knees, staring wildly all around, a shrill maniacal laugh emmanating from his throat & he convulsed with glee.
Final score: Red 7 – 5 Yellow
p.s. Oh, and the most recent clean sheet: 21st December, 2008. T’was a big game of 12 of us and four ringers, 8-a-side.