Neil's match report

Friday, 3 October 2008

The one where it rained and no-one could remember it (or wanted to remember it) well enough to do the write up

It was wet. When I kicked the ball I could feel water skooshing out of my boots. It made judgement difficult, touches unsure, balls slippery. At least it seemed to for one side.

The game got under way at a fair pace and with both the Mince and the Tats shaping up well. Then the Tatties scored, and scored and scored. The Taters ran strong and played clever and made a rapid succession of chances, none of which were passed up. By the time the Mince managed to get their first counter, they found themselves nine down and they were then forced to chase that lead for the rest of the game. It was the very epitome of the cheeky cockney cliché of a Lost Cause, chortling sadistically as every goal that was pulled back was snatched away again.

Final score is rumoured to have been in the 20-12 ball park, and that seems about right. Stuart was keeping the score the loudest, so perhaps he can verify?

To sum it up, you'd have to say it was a bit of a wash-out.

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