Match Report
Despite the inclement weather a healthy squad was being assembled on behalf of the stand in skipper. So much so that five good Ramblers were loaned to the 3s who were short, more about the loanees later. Maybe in deference to the Rugby world cup and the tradition in egg chasing to announce the team the day before, the stand in skipper announced on Friday a healthy squad of 18. There is a reason that rugby types run into each other a lot I’ve now realised. They’re a bit stupid. As is the tradition of announcing a squad the day before. If this stand in skipper is unfortunate to have to carry out the duties again it’s not a mistake he will be making twice. Needless to say the numbers proved too much of an allure for some who would prefer to spend their Saturday’s doing other things rather than playing football. So the healthy squad found themselves with 10 men at 2pm. Harthan was loaned back and we could finally commence.
The other lesson learned by the stand in skipper was that although Roy Keane was a fine player, he was a terrible manager. His words of wisdom won’t be used again in the pre-match huddle. A start sloppier than the centre circle saw us quickly 1-0 down. An equaliser by King that owed more to perseverance than skill saw us go in at half time all level, the last 20 minutes of the half showing promise with a number of chances created, Gendall was driving on, Hall was picking up pockets of space, and King and Jones were starting to threaten down the flanks.
The half time oranges were excellent, a few comments were passed on their outstanding contribution to the half time get together. Thanks skip, the oranges can come again. Roy Keane can’t. The stand in skipper again quoted the battling Irish block head and sent out the troops for a push for victory. Unfortunately the only idiot bigger than Roy Keane, is the idiot who quotes Roy Keane. We were rubbish. At the other end of the spectrum, Rushie, Ainsworth and Sykes had magnificent games at the back for the 3s, they repelled our attacks, used the ball well and headed everything away. Ainsworth was like a ginger Cafu, Rushie appeared to be six foot five at Centre half, and Sykes brought shorts with big enough pockets to fit King in. My only conclusion from this is that Roy Keane is an idiot, and their performances were inspired by not having to listen to his words repeated by a bald idiot.
We were so poor in the second half that Gendall lost his temper. That’s akin to the Dalai Lama having road rage. Still, the weekend ended on a positive note with Liverpool coming back from the dead to completely ruin Mornington’s weekend.
We’re off to Malvern next weekend, hopefully any dropouts will be announced before 12pm on Saturday, we can only hope …