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The end of the season kinda fizzed out and ended prematurely due to the weather canceling the final games. It meant that we were denied the opportunity to put right our penultimate result.

What was interesting in our final loss, which was not recorded in the match report, was the performance by Ludwik. The man single handily gifted wrapped the match to the opponents by providing two assists to the opposition. He would have had three assists had our keeper, Mr Dependable - Faud, not given away a free kick by handling outside the area in order to cut Ludwik's defense splitting pass, sorry I mean bungled clearance.

Why all of this is relevant now is that the Spring season is starting in two weeks and Ludwik has decided to leave the ranks of the B league brethren to show case his talents with the big boys in the A league. We're a team scorned but I'm not sure the A league are ready for his perverse sense of fair play so elegantly illustrated in our last loss.

This is the biggest transfer news of the season and I keep checking the Sports pages but haven't found mention of it yet. Perhaps the editors are too busy restraining their laughter.

Martin and I have recruited Ron in his place and we're looking foward to next weeks pickup game to see how the lad does. I say recruited but press ganged would be nearer the truth.

Come on Ronny! Ludwik? - who are ya! B-league reject!

Comments

Phil Newton said…
Really? I assumed Ludwik was now plying his trade at the heart of West Hams defence.

I think the "A" in A League merely stands for attitude. I wonder if Ludwik will be lucky enough to be assigned the same team as Mario.

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