We warmly greet our old keeper, now playing for Shepherds, outside the dressing rooms. He's holding his shoulder having just got over a traffic accident and already looks in pain before he's even got his kit on. "We'll be easy on you today", we joke, wondering just how many goals we'll put into his net. We put out a strong side, the pre-match banter good, spirits up and confidence bursting out from everywhere. But what should have been a game of goals galore and a rampaging Recreativo becomes a match that we simply can't get hold of. Two equal sides, but only one it seems that can actually score a goal.
Frustrated, some of the players barrack the opposition, the ref, or each other and some of us just simply can't wait to be home and away from this load of bollocks, vowing not to come back in the new year. The xmas drinks fizzle out into nothing, a load of cuckolded blokes scurry home and the dirty kit gets chucked in the car boot where it can remain for the remainder of the xmas break. Happy Christmas.
Frustrated, some of the players barrack the opposition, the ref, or each other and some of us just simply can't wait to be home and away from this load of bollocks, vowing not to come back in the new year. The xmas drinks fizzle out into nothing, a load of cuckolded blokes scurry home and the dirty kit gets chucked in the car boot where it can remain for the remainder of the xmas break. Happy Christmas.Team: James Humphreys, Marcus du Sautoy (John Megaughin), Joao Spinola, Chris Read (Russell Smith), Tino (Mario Pisano), Benson Chambers, Joe Haley (Aaron Gayle), Adam Bradbury, Connor Joseph, Max Bland, Liam Greenaway.
