Yellow: Gerald, Jim N, Ahmet, Stuart, Daniel
Red: Jeremy, Oz, James, Richard N, Richard P
5-a-side. Sticky. Sunny.
Jack proves that he is the most lackadaisical player by not bothering to show up. However, let’s remember that he may have gone to a singles night the previous evening….Insert Monty Pythin catchphrase here.
Stuart returns! Welcome back sir. Oz pulls a hamstring – boooo.
A funny game – Yellow managed to just about put away every chance in the first half with some sublime passing, skill and finishing. Daniel couldn’t stop assisting, Stuart had a resolute time in defense and Jim N was sterling in goal. Ahmet dived to make a great save! Yes, he even got his knees muddy. On the flipside, Red could barely put anything away.
Half time 7-3.
The second half was certainly a turn around with Red dominating the game and Yellow only scoring one. However, despite an uncountable number of shots & corners and all manner of opportunities, Yellow somehow managed (with more than a hint of fluke) to keep out most Red attempts with a mixture of saves and blocks. But if that didn’t work, every member of the Red team conspired to scuff, sky, spoon, hit the post, slice, fluff the rebound and generally miss all manner of chances. Frustration eventually turned to laughter and they resigned themselves to defeat.
Final score: Yellow 8 – 6 Red