Shouldn't have either

Lost 4-2 to PwC City, fouling, cheating bastards, now can't walk. Armitt with 2!

Happy Birthday to young Katy Robertson.

Winning finally

A good day, a cheeky 3-1 victory over Knebworth in the cup. Sadly I played absolutely dross, but Danny Crower scored a peach of a third, a beautiful half volley that arrowed in the top corner. Good old Rumpy gave it to me on the website, hahahaha. Although some bastard managed to stand on my thigh and can hardly walk, not looking good for tomorrow.

Romance of the accountants cup?

Sunday 9th October

Cup game for PwC against E&Y 1, the side that beat us 2-1 when we had 10 men two weeks ago. Different story this time as they had only 9 and a comprehensive 4-2 victory sees us roll on to Rd2 where we are guaranteed lower division oppo. Goals from Marshall, Alex F, Neil Ackhurst and Adam Cunningham won it. Played pretty well, considering I was still drunk, but could have been there all night and not got a shot on target, let alone scored. A bit worried about injuries from the lack of referees though. Some nasty stud marks on the knees and my shin pads were weeping in pain at the end.

Who needs Dailly's like these?

A long, long day which was superb until 3.06pm when it all went terribly wrong. Got home from Jo’s birthday party in London at about 2am, then 6.30 am was up for flight to Glas(Vegas)gow and the World Cup Qualifier v Belarus. Bar Buddha the pre-match venue and a nice place too by the way, arrived at 11.15am just after opening time and it was a good start to the day, a positive vibe from the TA and eventually got drunk. It all looked good on the way to the match, lucky sausage supper and everything, and the sing song good, although changing the verses of Flower of Scotland Obviously affected our boys, as 6 minutes in Belarus scored. Absolutely Diabolical performance from Scotland, see Email to the Footsoldiers;

‘The fact is, Scotland didn't do what they have been doing recently, where everyone worked hard, knew their individual and collective jobs and could then play it short and simple.
I would put the blame 50:50 on Smith:Players. I think Smith probably naively (Rangers in Europe) tried to ensure we were in with a shout until the second half where the 12th man could come into play, and try and nick it 1-0 or 2-0 against a technically sound team. The players notably Pressley and Dailly failed to keep it tight for more than 3 minutes and blew this plan out of the water. Then there was no plan B, everyone started looking at each other and no one really grabbed the game by the scruff of the neck. I think Fletch had a go, (but had a crap game, his miscontrol in the second half summing his display up) as did Miller and Ferguson, although they both were trying a bit too hard either trying to beat one too many defenders or overdoing the 50 yard knocks. Honestly, it is a sad state of affairs when Alexander is the obvious Scotland man of the match.

Whilst Smith can't be blamed for the players continuous inability to maintain pressure or possession, his decision not to introduce new faces at any stage in the second half and play a crazy 4-3-3 with square pegs in round holes (Miller Left wing and Maloney on the right) towards the end with Hartley, Fletcher and Ferguson tripping over each other, is
inexcusable and oozed desperation. Also, Belarus were really strong up the middle, so we needed to get some width in order to stretch there defence, a ploy we used effectively against Italy and Norway, but we had no natural left-footer on the pitch at the end (except for Gordon) and were trying to give Maloney the ball at head height wide right. I can only assume that Quashie wasn't fit or no one could hear big Walter above the sound of
hailstones crashing on the roof.
I'm just sad, that Scotland were made to look like they didn't know what they were doing, McCulloch getting in the way on the line of Maloney’s shot in the second half , a metaphor for the game. Mind, Belarus could/should have had more, Hleb looked a bargain at £10 million, although Dailly would enhance my value too.

God bless Spanish Referees and cheap booze at Prestwick Airport!

Robbo’

A cheeky couple at Pandora’s, long and busy train ride to Prestwick and a flight back to Stanstead. Home at midnight a great 20 hrs awake during the day.