We got off to a decent start and held our own until two minutes before half time when a high cross sailed over JB's melon and on to the noggin of one of their chaps who fired it straight into the back of the old onion bag. We went into the half time break down by the odd goal but in the second half we coughed up four more. Caino got our consolation goal. I have to concede that Stoneham played well and moved the ball quickly and kept possession but the scoreline flattered them nonetheless. Rob showed up to watch the game and his biting comments definitely hurt our performance. A number of team mates told me that it was like having Hannibal Lecter on the sideline which probably explains why a few of the chaps were curled up in the fetal position after the final whistle.
I made a sweet Italian sausage chili which was well received. There was French bread and corn bread (made by Tom from a 100 year old family recipe) and there were assorted cookies and plentiful brews so all was not lost.
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