The Relics tried to rally but found great difficulty in delivering the final pass in attack. The Wolves, however, were able to control the ball much better in the mid-field and it wasn’t long before another Wolf found space to knock in a great shot from 30 metres out.
Shortly before half time the Relics were able claw one back when Mickledildo missed three shots and converted one, all in the same movement. It was head to toe to knee to foot in a style reminiscent of Blackbeard in full flight. The Relics went into the half time break down a goal and looking for a spirited comeback in the second half.
Unfortunately the second half was much the same for the Relics as they failed to capitalise in attack. When the Wolves were able to score for a third time the lack lustre Relics looked to have put the cue in the rack and seemed content to just play out time.
Post match the Relics clearly looked disappointed, but the conversation quickly turned to Sunday and the second leg of the weekend double header against the Avoca Megastars. Several Relics had watched an earlier game involving the Megastars noting that they “didn’t seem to have much”.
Sunday, normally the day when Relics mow the lawn, do the shopping, play with the kids, do the ironing and washing and generally play the good guy was now a game day. The Relics arrived at Frost for a 1.00pm start licking their wounds from Saturday but generally up-beat looking to atone against the supposed Megastars.
It soon became obvious that the Saturday Megastars looked nothing like the Sunday Megastars. The ground was abuzz that the Megastars were indeed playing a couple of ‘ringers’. Was this another ‘fine cotton’?
Time will tell.
The first twenty minutes were a torrid affair with both teams playing some great football and creating numerous chances. The Megastars were slowly but surely gaining the upperhand and when they moved another player in attack the pressure became too great and the Megastars scored with a neat header.
To their credit the Relics continued to apply their own pressure and rally in defence but things were looking ominous when the Relics went to the break down by 4 goals. One hundred and twenty minutes of tough weekend football was beginning to take its toll with Relic after Relic beginning to feel fatigued and grabbing at muscle strains and sore joints.
Against the odds, however, the Relics dug deep and played with typical spirit to only allow one more goal for the match. With total ascendency the Megastars pushed another couple of their number forward but the stoic Relics defence stood tall. All in all the best twenty minutes of football from the Relics on the weekend was the last twenty minutes.
Coach Old Crow was pleased with the effort and urged his tyros to keep their heads high and to look forward to next week. Despite the results all Relics should feel proud of their efforts.
See you a Pilates on Wednesday.
Becks
Ha,
ReplyDeleteits good to still get a mention in correspondence.
& why is toly the only one that an't see my speling mistaks
Now you mention it
I had some similar thoughts to capn hat
but
started with the corked thigh
trodden on the goal kicking foot in the first 3 minutes ( nice and blue now)
wind burn from choosing the wrong way to run ( my idea)
sun burn from the same
head butting the ball with my eye ( to take one for the team)
scratched knees from being a forward ( no one cares)
arms sore from using them as wings (in the first half)
sore knee from smashing the left winger (while right full back)
sore foot again from saving a couple of goals
i think there's more ( but 10 minute attention span has now lapsed).
now my short term memory is back ( hand sore from holding onto the VB cans)
Looks like I'm right fullback again
3 down more to come
bring ot on
Funny that Mr Statue. I watched entire game and didn't see it your way at all. You are number 10 right?
ReplyDeleteOssie
Boo hoo Statue - toughen up princess
ReplyDeleteI think what was once a rather relaxed competition featuring a bunch of old fellows having a good time has suddenly become very competitive....
ReplyDeleteSorry mr holger
ReplyDeletei don'y think we met
are sure you where the right field
I've just checke the details
ReplyDeleteAll is correct
If you didn't see the VB
You must have for sure (BEEN AT THE WRONG FIELD)
And if I'm correct, there is only one rechon ball who calls people princess (anoy i mouse)
I think a couple of beers prior to going onto the field might be the answer....
ReplyDeleteHARDEN THE F&%K UP!!!!. I wanna be a div a team and wanna prove we can beat any team.
ReplyDeleteThen I wanna get on the piss
I'm not waiting that long to get on the piss.
ReplyDeleteUmmmmmm. I cant deny the sensibility that Victorius has shown. Get on the piss Friday night and HARDEN THE F%&K UP on Saturday
ReplyDeleteWas that a DIVA team.....
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