Kali has rung from Leicester Square mumbling something about a kebab at 3am. Ben's not been heard from all week. Daniel's been called in by WH Smiths and Russell's scuba diving in Thailand. Bilal's been partying through the night and both Joao and Marcus 
are recovering from flu. The rest of us all seem a little worn out for some unexplained reason. At least the sun is shining, a beautiful autumn day to accompny us as we snake down through Blackfriars and onto our well travelled route to Clapham Common. And for once, the other team were already there, changing into their yellow kit which made them look a little too like Villareal for our liking. We tried to imagine them as Norwich, just to give us a psychological advantage. What happened to that fantastic football we had played in our previous ten matches? It was like the Recreativo of many moons ago today, as we sluggishly tried to make inroads into the Llama's half. We booted the ball skywards, both Bilal and Stefan (not
really the tallest two players on the pitch)were too easily knocked off the ball by the four six footers in a well drilled Llamas defence. After conceeding two fairly early goals we saw another slip through our keepers fingers and were left a little shell-shocked by 
the scoreline. Some days you can try and analyse what went wrong, pin the blame on somebody. But we held our hands up today, collectively as a team and simply acknowleged we were outdone by a better team. If we don't win headers, don't make tackles, are second to every loose ball, we will not win football matches. We had to laugh afterwards when one by one, we admitted that what made it worse was losing in front of a bevy of pretty Llamas WAGS. Each of them had cheered and hollered as the slightly fitter Llamas had executed another Ronaldo-esque stepover along the touchline, just like a bullring full of Iberian beauties who "Ole!" the strutting matador as he thrusts another sword into a defeated and bloodied beast. It was good natured, but was bloody horrible! Maybe it's time to ask our Recreativo girls to come out and support us, lipsticked and gorgeous at Hackney .jpg)
Marshes? What will it take to jolt us out of a complacent display like today? Time to lick our wounds, re-group and come out fighting next week with much sharpened horns?Team: Steve Jones, Mario Pisano, Marcus du Sautoy, Jimmie Gregory, Nick Candy, Stefan Garcia Fernandez, Adam Bradbury, Joao Spinola, Chris Read, Bilal Talib Ali, Kali Gregory-Hagenstede.
