*All in a days work
1st Toa Payoh Sec, 1500 Hrs
YSOSRS FC 5 Classique Futbol Clube 3
(AhCool x1, Law x1, Izwann x3)
Gathering at the 1st Toa Payoh pitch again for the 3rd week running (getting sick of the place yo), the pinkies were geared up and ready for a semi final match up against a reputable side in Classique. Possessing players with experience at the NFL level and higher, the pinkies were up against it. Yet on a day which much went our way, the hot as hell weather, the lack of numbers for our opponents and our huge squad for the day meant that we held a slim advantage as the game kicked off. I have to add that the amazing sight of at least 12 of our lads getting prepped whilst having a light hearted talk cock session in the dressing room by 230pm made for a pleasant surprise. Oooh yeah.
To the game!
1-0: Hardly any time had passed when we nicked the opening goal. Yours truly was busy at the side being the ball man by pumping the friggin balls and thus all I saw was AhCool seeing a bounce in the opposing penalty box fall his way. Time and men around him stood still as he steadied himself, before calmly slotting it home under the keepers despairing dive. Weird circumstances leading up to the goal for everyone seemingly stopped.
1-1: A ball over the top by Classique caught our tiring defense out and a clumsy challenge meant a penalty was awarded. This was duly dispatched.
1-2: Continuing our increasingly lacklustre performance at this stage, our midfield parted allowing for the Classique dazzlers to dance their way and beat our offside trap with consummate ease. Whim bam boom. And all of a sudden we were down despite looking comfortable for most parts of the half. HT.
As usual, the talk to the band of brothers was to be smarter with our play in the hope that we would wear our opponents down as time ticked.
1-3: Yet that advise was not entirely heeded for we conceded yet another penalty when a lunge was committed and the Classique man went over. A quite delightfully deceptive PK was carried out by the former pro (?) and apparent footie freestylist (Thats what I heard). We looked to be heading out at this point with our tails between our legs yo as 15 minutes or so of the game remained.
The defining moment soon came when upon changing to a 3-5-2 formation, we were caught on the counter and only a epic late block by man mountain at the back, Hafiz saw us keep it at 1-3.
2-3: Bend-it-like-ubai swung a peach of a corner that was met powerfully by the head of our returning cockroach. The ball nestled in the back of the net to the delight of the pinkies. Morale boost beeches...
3-3: 2 minutes later, it was all square. An audacious, outrageous outside foot shot by the Nepalese monster saw it tipped acrobatically against the bar by the cute afro keeper. The rebound was pounced on by our now I-will-score-every-game Law who left footed it, then right footed it and then right footed it into the back of the net. That sequence had my balls drop to the ground and back where to where it belongs. Worry not ladies. ;)
4-3: As we went from strength to strength, cockroach man finally got the ball from our Nepalese monster after a million cries for it. He beat 2 men with his maddening pace before slamming the ball into the top corner with only minutes to go. Cue chicken dance celebrations from the cockroach. A weird sight for those who do not know.
5-3: We have to talk about yet another epic sliding block challenge from AhCool that kept out a certain goal from Classique as only minutes remained. 4-4 that would have been as penalty shootouts loomed. A game breaking moment most certainly. And....
Up we went the other side when our own magician dazzled by a challenge before taking out another man with a simple through pass to our Nepalese monster. The eventual shot was well parried but on hand to bring home his turkey for the day was... Our cockroach man to tap it home and seal an epic clash.
All in all, a brilliant game for us but it was so finely poised that it could have been so very different. Luck and team spirit played a huge part today. Couldn't be any more proud of my charges as the kickoff to our season is almost upon us.
Onwards to the finals!!
Team:
Khai
Farhan Eric Ismail Hafiz Isk Eugene
Ws Syafiq Hafeez
Izwann AhCool Ubai Mok Law Santosh
Dinie Habib
To the game!
1-0: Hardly any time had passed when we nicked the opening goal. Yours truly was busy at the side being the ball man by pumping the friggin balls and thus all I saw was AhCool seeing a bounce in the opposing penalty box fall his way. Time and men around him stood still as he steadied himself, before calmly slotting it home under the keepers despairing dive. Weird circumstances leading up to the goal for everyone seemingly stopped.
1-1: A ball over the top by Classique caught our tiring defense out and a clumsy challenge meant a penalty was awarded. This was duly dispatched.
1-2: Continuing our increasingly lacklustre performance at this stage, our midfield parted allowing for the Classique dazzlers to dance their way and beat our offside trap with consummate ease. Whim bam boom. And all of a sudden we were down despite looking comfortable for most parts of the half. HT.
As usual, the talk to the band of brothers was to be smarter with our play in the hope that we would wear our opponents down as time ticked.
1-3: Yet that advise was not entirely heeded for we conceded yet another penalty when a lunge was committed and the Classique man went over. A quite delightfully deceptive PK was carried out by the former pro (?) and apparent footie freestylist (Thats what I heard). We looked to be heading out at this point with our tails between our legs yo as 15 minutes or so of the game remained.
The defining moment soon came when upon changing to a 3-5-2 formation, we were caught on the counter and only a epic late block by man mountain at the back, Hafiz saw us keep it at 1-3.
2-3: Bend-it-like-ubai swung a peach of a corner that was met powerfully by the head of our returning cockroach. The ball nestled in the back of the net to the delight of the pinkies. Morale boost beeches...
3-3: 2 minutes later, it was all square. An audacious, outrageous outside foot shot by the Nepalese monster saw it tipped acrobatically against the bar by the cute afro keeper. The rebound was pounced on by our now I-will-score-every-game Law who left footed it, then right footed it and then right footed it into the back of the net. That sequence had my balls drop to the ground and back where to where it belongs. Worry not ladies. ;)
4-3: As we went from strength to strength, cockroach man finally got the ball from our Nepalese monster after a million cries for it. He beat 2 men with his maddening pace before slamming the ball into the top corner with only minutes to go. Cue chicken dance celebrations from the cockroach. A weird sight for those who do not know.
5-3: We have to talk about yet another epic sliding block challenge from AhCool that kept out a certain goal from Classique as only minutes remained. 4-4 that would have been as penalty shootouts loomed. A game breaking moment most certainly. And....
Up we went the other side when our own magician dazzled by a challenge before taking out another man with a simple through pass to our Nepalese monster. The eventual shot was well parried but on hand to bring home his turkey for the day was... Our cockroach man to tap it home and seal an epic clash.
All in all, a brilliant game for us but it was so finely poised that it could have been so very different. Luck and team spirit played a huge part today. Couldn't be any more proud of my charges as the kickoff to our season is almost upon us.
Onwards to the finals!!
Team:
Khai
Farhan Eric Ismail Hafiz Isk Eugene
Ws Syafiq Hafeez
Izwann AhCool Ubai Mok Law Santosh
No comments:
Post a Comment