Red: James, Richard N, Jean, Oz,
Yellow: Eliseu, Bruno, Liam, Tufan
Yellow: Eliseu, Bruno, Liam, Tufan
Red took in the invalids. Oz with a dodgy hamstring, Richard N with a dodgy hip and Daniel with his bruised thumb and a heavy snot-ridden & coughy cold.
Jean introduced Bruno. He also brought a member of the paparazzi. That’s nothing new. She stayed for the whole game. That is!
Oz lasted five minutes before pulling up. Ahmet had come with his son to watch so they swapped duties and to even up the teams we swapped Liam for Jean. And so it became a South America (Yellow, four) Tufan as Messi, obviously vs Europe (Red, five). It was quite a tetchy game. Both teams wanted to win and one or two tackles were a bit…untidy. Nothing intentional though.
Daniel scored first for the second game in a row. Yellow quickly got rid of that lead for the second game in a row. And then kept in front.
Red had the extra man but frustratingly didn’t use him. Vocal complaints were made which immediately paid dividends with goals to keep them in touch. Then they forgot him and slumped again. And then Liam brought up the subject again and once more it proved effective, and this time decisive for Red, gaining the lead in the last ten minutes and not relinquishing it. Yellow could have made a difference when four of them (their whole team) made a breakaway shortly before the end. I remember clearly because I was the only defender suddenly confronted with a full Yellow counter-attack. Eliseu had three choices to pass. He made the forth choice to shoot and skewed well wide. Incredulous Yellow. A collective sigh from Red.
Final score: Red 13-11 Yellow
The last game for Jean. Obrigado! We doff our caps sir.