Game 9 - we came second

Once again we were short of key players and we had another problem ... we did not play that well, especially in the second half. We lost the game 3-0 to Boxford and you know what ... we barely had any shots on their goal. There was one very good effort in the second half that Frank pawed away with sprawling cat-like dexterity. We kicked off early but it was too hot and sunny for this Limey bastard and for many others and by the second half we were all a bit cream-crackered. At 10am we adjourned to a spot around the corner from the pitch and enjoyed sausage, onions and peppers prepared by Captain Zecha which were washed down with cold suds ... and I can tell you this ... it felt right. I for one would not object to doing this perhaps every three days every week. The 10am beer break is definitely missing from my life and I'm ready to change things up. Who will join me?

The final game of the season is next week.

Game 8 - A spanking was administered!

Captain Flicky was challenged on strategery before kick off and his preferred 3-5-2 line up was changed to 4-4-2 after some intense lobbying from an unnamed insurgent. This kind of leadership challenge is unprecedented but the proof is in the eating because we thrashed the Internationals 4-0 using 4-4-2. Please note that the proof is most definitely NOT in the pudding .... the proof is in the EATING. I will be testing you all on this to be absolutely sure that this expression is used correctly.

Talking of eating, according to Dori, smoked puffin is quite delicious. There is a lesser known seabird ... the 'huffin' that is not quite as good so if  you have the choice you should get the puffin. I hear that minke whale is good as well especially if you don't cut the blubber off! BTW don't touch Dori's minke ... he's understandably quite sensitive about this.

Cain got a hat trick today and Oscar got the other one. The final Cain goal was scored against a keeper who just stood and watched. He stood and watched because he was bothered by a non offside call ... something that you don't really see in the professional game. North Shore were a very good team especially if you grade them by anger. They screamed and yelled at each other throughout the match and as a team definitely have some anger issues although bed wetting could explain much of this. Half of their guys were Italian and they issued numerous vendettas against each other and a plethora against us. Most of us will be waking up next to a horses head by weeks end. There were skirmishes all over the pitch but Captain Flicky cornered the market and now has 24 hour protection in place for his family.

We did not have meatloaf after the match:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7kKvlv-IY7k

Game 7

We tied Marblehead 0-0.