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[Note: This weeks post comes courtesy of the sartorially gifted Martin]

So there comes a time for every team - when they have to take to the field without their talismanic leader - Celtic without Larsson, ManU without Keane, Arsenal without Viera and on this Sunday ... Team-B8 without Kimbo!

Yes unfortunately our coach/coordinator was unavailable. So the team took to the field lacking the inspirational belief embodied in our very own Roberto Carlos!.

It should also be noted that we were a depleted force with no subs a few borrowed ringers and no chance of the periodic five minute breaks that normally accompany our coordinator's defensive clearances - as one of our team typically takes that much time to fetch the ball from the adjacent zip code!

The first half saw a good number of chances spurned at both ends due to a combination of pirouette-style finishing, excessive greed in attack, and sniper-sized sand-pits as well as B-3's tendency to focus more on protesting infringements inside our penalty box rather than getting on with the game!

The second half finally produced a goal to savour when Martin (who else!) picked up the ball in midfield and fed it to Paul, one of our ringers for the day. After some dubious trickery he rolled the ball back inside to Martin on the 18 yard line who unleashed a thunderous left-foot shot that the B-3 keeper did well to parry but it curled up and miraculously did not hit the bar this week but instead dropped into the back of the net! Precision and (some) power channeled through those Beckham-esque white boots ;-).

However, unable to get to the comfort zone of a second goal, we again found ourselves level with only five minutes remaining when B-3 found a way though the left corridor that's normally resolutely defended by our missing-in-action Kimbo, and so they stole a draw ...

Honours even on the day we lacked our leader ...

Comments

kiml said…
Wasn't the score 1 - 1 in previous game? And wasn't the equalizing goal an own goal?

Sounds like the team improved to me.
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