class class class
I am under the rue conviction that our time represented the perfect balance between brute strength and finesse. Walking on to he pitch facing these high flying league contenders was a daunting experience, especially as they had already been part of match brawl. But none the less the 5 fit jonnys took the pitch and things looked like they were gonna be tight. Sure finishing from samuel and a cheeky nut meg form my self took us into half time with a narrow edge and probably the lowest scoring hald we had been part of. Not least of this due to another magnificent performance form smaba! could the man be any better.
After an inspired tacktical speah from kev the secod hald followed suit, tight aggresive denfending from daudi at rock; high energy from the jonnys (me and al) in the middle and clear finishing form samuel, even if one of his well placed finishes ended up in the back of the net, and more class saves form smaba. A shrewd goal from dave and hat-trick for myself lead us eventually into a comfortable victory ending 9-6. A well fought match and i know i always overate personal perfomrmanecs but i thought we were nothing off exsquisite.
Post match banter followed suit, great to say the injured boys supporting as always, nick still looking like a panda and kevs walking like the handicapped guy of the usual suspects. We found ourselves knocking back lime soda (80p a pitcher) and other varieties of soft drinks in a near by pub-the glee of winning still going strong. Been in the car with sam on the way back he explained to me how after his own goal he believed he could rectify by scoring more goals and refused to let his head droop. It was tear jerking stuff lads, it really was.
Heres to a great season and whats turnig out to be a greta amoutn of jonny banter
the title is there for the taking
yours sincerely
Jonny relaxed
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