Game three - Celtic beats Marblehead 2-1

I'm under a lot of pressure these days ... pressure from Rob Lebel. Rob demands that the blog report is posted by no later than Tuesday or he won't read it. He also insists that the link to the blog has to be emailed to him along with the notification. I'm telling you right now that the pressure is intense and there's a price to pay because you just don't want Rob playing mind games with ya ... he's like Hanibal Lechter for god's sake.

Anyway, moving right along. It was a top of the table clash and it was a hot one and their pitch was bloody awful ... lumpy with long grass that sucked all the energy out of us. The Marblehead blokes all confirmed that the grass should have been cut but evidently getting it cut was beyond their powers ... and to quote Forest Gump ... "that's all I have to say about that". I did enjoy watching one of their players present a copy of their roster to the ref when he was checking in. The ref asked for his card and the player re-submitted the roster with the words "there you go" which I thought quite peculiar. I enjoyed the ensuing exchange and wondered why anyone would think this technique might work. Needless to say, the ref was not going to accept the crumpled roster and the miscreant was dispatched in search of his card.

We started the game brightly and carved out an early chance however Marblehead scored first and took the lead into the halftime break. Captain Flicky delivered an impassioned speech and we came back with two nice goals from Boomer. The first was a scramble off a high ball that I lost in the sun but Boomer got his melon on it and the ball squeaked into the corner of the goal. The second one was from a headed ball from Pat to Nigel Hedge who took it to the end line and cut it back with the left peg to the Boomer who smacked it into the back of the old onion bag. We had some other chances including one from Andy who belted one just past the outside wicket.

But none of this really matters because it was all about the unsung hero's of the team ... the defenders and one in particular ... young Derek and by young Derek I mean old Derek. Derek had been tasked with keeping Grubor under wraps and he did a fine job. Derek was voted 'man of the match' and presented with a non cash prize ... by non cash prize I mean ... nothing. I have been informed by JB that the defenders never get any mention in the blog and I think he's right. So here goes ... hmmm .... waiting for writers cramp to ease off ... no ... nothing .... hmmmmm ... so the defenders .... hmmm ... how about those guys eh!

This much I can confirm ... we are in first place and I betcha we will finish in first place!