EXTRA SPECIAL BONUS MATCH
UniMount Bohs Celtic 1 - 0 Manukau City
Ha-ha! The grudge match was put back on once our team were bribed with the prospect of pre-match vodka jellys. Now, we were expecting absolutely nothing from this game. Two of our best players were still suspended from last week; another three were away, and we made up the numbers from our Div 4 team. In contrast to our pre-match drunken antics, MCAFC turned up primed and ready, warming up most professionally. If you will remember: we beat them 2-1 at their manor but they appealed on the grounds of ineligible players. We went into today fully expecting a thrashing, but determined to have a good time. We barely even warmed up.
In the end, I think it might have been that devil-may-care nothing-to-lose attitude that got us over the line. We had the lions' share of scoring chances in the first half (with a strong wind) - one corner came off the crossbar, and we had at least three further shots off the post. Impressive for a mainly Div 4 striking quadrant. At the other end, MCAFC's strikers were wrong-footing our defence with relative ease, but didn't seem to have many other ideas of what to do apart from long balls into the box, which I was collecting quite well under extreme pressure. I must admit it is a guilty pleasure of goalkeeping to charge in, collect the ball, and feel a thud as a striker bounces off your shoulder and onto their face. I think I also elbowed one in the head while jumping to take a catch.
Anyway, no score at half time and we're all quite amazed with ourselves. I had another two vodka jellies. In the second half it could have oh so easily fallen apart. Now that MCAFC had the wind they were pretty much camped just outside our penalty area. Their best chance was their centre-forward barrelling straight between our centre-halves, straight towards me. And then she tried to kick through me. OWWWW! That stung like billy-oh on my bare thigh but it went in the right direction of away.
I had much more work in that half. Had to dive to my right a couple of times and skinned myself on the turf. Once I actually dived forward to palm the ball away from a striker's feet. And with about two minutes to go in the match I punched the ball away from an extremely well-hit corner. Meanwhile, at the other end, one of our Div 4 strikers took a wild swing and to everyone's surprise chipped the MCAFC keeper.
So when that final whistle went, we Bohs partied like we'd won the damn league. (Actually 6th out of 10, I believe.) We were very proud of ourselves and how we'd played. And I was double proud when both coaches concurred in naming your humble narrator player of the day. Oh, I think I'm still a bit drunk.
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