The bib-wearing Intellectuals were torn asunder by The other team that plays with them on a Tuesday(weather and attendance permitting) FC.
After last weeks comfortable friendly victories spirits were high in the Intellectuals camp, the Jet Set hadn’t even played their first choice team yet.
The spirits were even higher when only 3 of The other team that plays with them on a Tuesday (weather and Attendance permitting) FC’s players actually turned up.
The Jet Set were generous; they lent their opponents two players. The goalkeeping position was filled by some shouty bloke from another team.
We stroked the ball around, the spirits were high. We got a penalty, the spirits were high. We missed the penalty, the spirits were down and never to recover.
A quick passing move from The other team that plays with them on a Tuesday (weather and Attendance permitting)FC led to Neil, a loanee from the Jet Set, side footing it past Kowalski. 0-1. 0-2. 0-3. All three goals cut from the same cloth. Kowalski deflated, the little twat what scored delighted. Kowalski remembers Schumacher. The spirits, pah what spirits.
2nd Half. After 5 minutes the Jet Set’s Steve runs ball into post, Greg mishits rebound over the line, the spirits return. We just need a few passing movements. The irritating little twat smashes ball past Kowalski, dream over. Kowalski contemplates retirement.
The other team that plays with them on a Tuesday (weather and attendence permitting) FC scored a fifth direct from kick-in. The incoherent ref has perfect view from half-way line and awards goal. Jet Set score a consolation thanks to actually passing the ball, who’d have thought that.
It looks as though the Golden Generation may have finally hit the wall.
New shirts may help.