1-3 Vs Esperanza
CB, CG(GK), TH, TK, AW, TW(1,MOM)
Giller turned up and the first thing he said was to get angry people. I took that thought to the field. Half way through the first half taking the ball down the line towards the goals I got a bit of a bump from the the Dolf and, due to his hight and girth, a little tap from him does feel like a tonne of bricks coming down you. The ball went out for a corner but I took offence and turned and gave him a bit of a shove. This set him off and the goalie came out to give me a bit of a shove and went on about how I had just ruined the special relationship our 2 teams have……… huh? Have I missed something. A yellow card was pulled out but none of us were sure if it was for me or for Dolf for his reaction to my shove. Needless to say I was sent of for the rest of that half and I sucked it up and went and apologised for my rotten behaviour. The ref, who wasn’t feeling the best with a bit of a cold shook his head at me wondering why I would take on the only guy out there that could snap any one of us like a twig. The Dolf.
In the second half I was on the sidelines, because I had been subbed off not for any other reason, and witnessed the dreadful site of Kondo’s face cushioning his fall as it hit the floor pretty hard. He and an opponent were fairly, I thought, contesting the ball and Kondo may or may not have got a bit of a shove. Kondo bravely got up ready to fight on but was quickly off the the side when we realised that he had in fact opened up a nice little gash just above his eye. On seeing this from a different angle to I the coach lost his mind and started yelling at the ref. This gave the coach a little time in the sin bin also.
I can’t actually remember when the goals were struck but I got the only for us and they scored a couple. And you know what that means. At least we kept it pretty tight on the night.
As most Nanna’s bailed on the cooking that night Tom and I took Kondo to emergency at the Alfred where they quickly had a look at him. Kondo in his rather gallant manner chose not to have stitches but just went with a nice tight dressing in the hope he might be left with a bit of a war wound to show off in later years.
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