Red: John, James, Daniel, Oz, Colin, Jeremy, Mehmet (Ahmet’s 9 year old son)
Yellow: Paul, Tufan, JP, Jack, Gerald, Jim, Mark (Gerald’s friend)
Some vague recollections jotted down on my phone on the journey home, blurred after two shandies in the pub after the game, doesn’t justify a good and eventually close game. I subsequently did nothing with those jottings so here are they.
Jim bundle. James and Paul duel. Competitive. Colin foul throw. JP own goal. Mehmet (Ahmet’s son) got a goal. Red had most possession but Yellow took their chances. Jack overhead scissor-kick. Big thanks to Oz who now washes the bibs, organises the keys and brought along a world cup ball, which has a microchip in it! If only we could download our individual post-match stats. 3-1 to Yellow at half time. Up to 5-1.
Final score: Yellow 5 – 4 Red
I also asked from each of you, one sentence picking a moment from the game that stands out in your memory. Good. Bad. Funny. Serious. Whatever….
JP: A good spell in goal from Jack in second half. A few crucial saves.
Gerald: James seeming to be stopped by Gerald (in goal for yellow) but suddenly disapparating and reappearing on the OTHER SIDE of Gerald to score a dogged goal for red, thus pulling red’s deficit back to 5-3 yellow… We need a serious discussion at our next AGM about whether to permit teleporting or not during a match (answer: we should not, but let’s at least get this issue on the table and talk about it).
James: Agreed! The same happened with Jim in the first half, but multiple times through our defence!
John: Got to be the academy player [Mehmet]. Though Jack’s double nutmeg should not go unrecognised.
Jack: MOTM award: Mehmet. Scored. Hit the crossbar. Couple of big challenges with Paul Mac. 9 years old.
James: T’was fun! My favourite memory has to be setting up our 9-year-old striker to slot in after a number of completed passes! Also Jeremy needlessly handballing a long throw to score…. Old habits die hard! And Oz’s POWER HEADER to score and set up a great last 5 mins!!
Colin: Thanks Dan, for me Mark just nipping me as I went on one of my many runs, resulting in a strange bruise on my left love handle that my wife suspiciously felt resembled a love bite!