SPARKLY SIXES MATCH REPORT: SEASON 09/10
Saturday 23rd January
Wanderers Ladies 6’s vs Woking 2As
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I feel that it is important to explain the lead up to the match against Woking, so as to try and identify quite what it was that powered ‘the terrier’ on Saturday afternoon. The weekend started in a oarticularly special way, Bobby Dave had surpassed himself on Friday ‘date’ night.
So it may have been the yummy Asian Tapas that was consumed on Friday evening that did the trick. Not only did we have a tasty meal but also answered the question posed by Harves on passing said restaurant earlier in the week ‘Who the fuck eats Asian Tapas?’ – So there you have it Harves – Bobby Dave and McBird eat Asian Tapas, and mightily delicious it was too :o)
It was also whilst out for date night that I realised I had forgotten to take home the 2 sets of maps and directions to Woking I had printed off. Yes that’s right, I had found two different routes and was going to assess the relative merits of each, only now I wasn’t, was I, cos I’m an eejit and forgot to take them home. Not a problem however, I was giving a lift to our very own Duke of Edinburgh organiser Coops, who expertly navigated our way to Woking, using a mere compass.
En route to Woking we had to stop to fill up Lubey Luke, he has quite a thirst on him. As I waited patiently in the queue, thinking about how much further we had to go as I was beginning to think the toilet should be by next port of call, I spotted a ‘malteaster bunny’. Wowser, I thought, they look rather delicious, and so it was that I purchased one for Coops and I.
Upon arrival we parked up and were sitting wondering who on earth was blasting their horn at us, I had expertly navigated into the parking space and was at a loss as to why a round of applause was not in order. Eventually we realised it was Harves and her codriver Gilo. I have to admit it took me quite by surprise – Gilo is never usually the first to arrive for anything! As I tucked into my ‘malteaster bunny’ (foolishly Coops decided to leave hers until after the match) Harves and Gilo requested a taste. Not usually one to share my food I decided that on this occasion I would embrace change and let them have a little bite - we all confirmed that they are extremely delicious. So in conclusion, I am fairly confident that it was the malteaster bunny that fuelled my terrier approach on the pitch on Saturday. NOTE – EVERYONE SHOULD HAVE A MALTEASTER BUNNY BEFORE THE MATCH AGAINST OXTED ON SATURDAY (they can be purchased in Tescos)
We meandered over towards the pitches and found a handy little path on which to do our warm up run. Alas there are some very poor timekeepers on our team (I won’t name and shame) and so we didn’t quite manage to do it all together. The skipper of the oppo wandered over to enquire whether we had brought different socks – ‘no we bloody haven’t brought different socks, I think you’ll find we changed ours when you came to us’. I think perhaps she had an ulterior motive – a glimpse of our premiership football worthy dynamic warm up – as when we arrived at the pitch her whole team had been kitted out in an alternative coloured pair of socks.
This week we had the pleasure of having Mummy Simmo on the sidelines supporting us, so the baby ducks had some company on this chilly day. Who’s Mummy hasn’t been to watch yet? It is imperative that everyone’s mummy comes to watch a game.
I think perhaps its about time I actually mentioned the hockey. This is the hard part – as I am very old (though Gooders is older!) and my memory fails me regularly. I believe we started off ok, with some reasonable passing and the usual solid performance from Gilo expertly distributing the ball around the pitch. Things got a little confusing with regards to marking, as despite the fact that the combined age of their team was similar to my own age, they seemed to sub and change around a lot, obviously threatened by our expertise.
When I was trying to identify who I was supposed to be marking and asked one of the oppo if she was playing left mid she replied with a smirk ‘I’m not telling you’. Now you would be wrong to assume it was from one of the teenagers on the oppo – it was in fact from the old bird with the bad bob. She wasn’t going to phase me however and I replied with ‘oh well I’ll mark you anyway’.
It wasn’t long after this that the ball worked its way up the left – I think from some good passing between St Mitch and Harri – and it bobbled over to me on the right post and I managed to get a shot in. Woop woop we were one nil up :o)
Sadly it wasn’t long after this that the ball made its way to the other end of the pitch, and despite our best efforts they managed to get a goal. Gggggrrrrrrrrr.
So at half time it was even Stevens and we congregated at the goal to assess the situation. Gilo gave us a pep talk about passing to each other and not smacking it to noone or worse still the oppo. And there was mention of the meat, meat is never far away from Gilos mind.
In the second half they had moved a blonde skinny teenager onto their left wing, and she was rather fast. Thankfully she didn’t manage to cause any havoc in Dommys goal, well done Dommy, you did a grand job of keeping that ball out. I think there was also a particularly splendiferous save from Bish Bash Bosh :o)
About 20 mins into the second half our captain decided to show us how its done and banged the ball into the back of the net. There was a resounding woop woop from the whole team – this was what it was all about.
Guttingly with about 2 minutes to go they got a couple of short corners and managed to score from one. This was massively annoying, in a really big way. So despite a well fought match the Sparkly 6’s had to make do with a draw. Not to worry though, we were a game in hand and so we are joint second in the league with Wayfarers.
So onwards and upwards – this weekend sees us up against top of the table – and we are going to try our very best to knock them off!
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Goals: Dicko and Gilo
MOM – Dicko
DOD – Ladz