My debut post after pressure from Bradford!!
The real truth re Saturdays game! In a Nick Hornby style..... Pre match nerves were certainly helped when Chaleye waltzed into the changing with a west sussex swagger and a fag, and in turn gave as all whooping cough...... I felt having not played since Feb through injury I may struggle in the game ahead... but his age, wooden legged walking style and genuine friendliness set me at ease...
now onto the game!....Having read the various posts from the team I have to chuckle! They have always said the game is about opinions...However opinions with spectacles that reflect through a prism equivilent to the 14th febuary were evident from saturdays reviews.....
The preverbial game of 2 halves was a classic term used many years ago...how true it is
First halve.. (5-1)
was a pleasure to be involved. Ball retention was high. Angles, movement and composure were a plenty... A genuine pleasure to play at the back with the Heeeeed bros, and the bear and behind Craig. Centre midfield was bossed by big man little man combo and Tobi on left who literally didnt move the whole game unless he had the ball. Quite possibly the laziest performance I have seen in my career... Up front, we destroyed them and it was the first time I have seem Churchill play and it was clear he has been a player. Movement exceptional....and worked well with Eammon with another big man little man combo.
Highlights defo my header that I didnt head........Eammon doing a rendition of Michael Flately in the corner flag and the ball rolling out...Tobi stil on the centre circle even during half time......was to lazy to walk to the changing room
Second halve... (2-6)
Easy to blame the back four here.. But have to aportion the blame to the following....... ps..In my career I could never tackle or head..some would say never pass, shoot or run either...but!!
So manager decides to put me at centre half...poor!! The bear wins the award for best communicator though. Easy to see that he has managed for so long! Experience shining through at full back. Constantly talking throughout. However I think our midfield were playing the 1980's equivalent at the park where it was " My bat....my ball....Ive had my bat, Im going home".....tactic..
It was all about "me". As long as they were alright jack... it didnt matter...... Tobi at this stage was still on the half way line....hands in the air....face of despair....and didnt care.... as goal after goal went in. And the classic School kid mentality of snide remarks. Its alright though cos I really enjoy my team mates not passing, being greedy, taking someone on everytime...losing the ball then giving it the "ginola".....I was soon learning that that trenches next to Arundel castle were not built with our midfield in mind. Chaleye has been getting undoubted stick! However Chaleye popped up with the injuryttime equaliser with his toeshinknee tekkers.... "It wont say that in the paper the next day" I said to him
Anyway onto peno's......
On my way back to the big smoke I walked to Arundel train station. I missed my train because whilst walking across the main road the police had cordoned it off!! Gutted is not the word, as I had a mates birthday and had to rush back!
When I asked the copper why I could not get through...He said that forensicswere investigating....I said "what on earth for?"
Copper said...." We have found a bum hole in the middle of the road. Its twitching like mad and was thrown out by a driver a few hours ago. DNA says its from Eastbourne"..........Need I say more.... oh was I talking about peno's???