It was good. It was damn good.
For those of you who were there, there were no medals and no crowds of adoring fans. There will be no tv footage to see later tonight with Alan Hansen redirecting blood to his member in growing admiration of the spectacle of football that enters each of his eyes, gets physically inverted, impacts on his retinas, travels through his optical nerves, registers in his visual cortex and through the vagaries of synesthesia makes him see sounds, smell colours and gifts him a football erection. None of this matters as tonight's game was reward enough.
Pre-game banter brought mention of recent games where attacking football was of good calibre but defensive frailties had been brutally exploited. 5pm on the 26th October saw the start of an all round high calibre game.
Team selection involved sorting the vintage Green cars from the modern, beautiful, sporty performance vehicles (in assorted colours). Of course I was in the latter category and the opening 10 minutes saw a 0-60 in 4.3 seconds for the colours while the the vintage greens struggled with the choke and then flooded their engines. Guy and Billy, who both lived through the discovery of technologies like fire and early horseless carriages, were, like the lovable VW Herbie, going bananas.
In scenes reminicent of the now legendary turtle and hare race the vintage greens caught the colours and proceeded to hurtle into the lead. Unlike the losing hare, the diamond encrusted Ferraris of the colours revved their engines and regained level pegging with vintage cars. This scintillating contest went to the wire and ended up with both sides sharing the honours. This parity should of course come with a caveat: The vintage greens were burning oil later in the game and had the finish line been extended the fanny magnet Ferraris would surely have surpassed them....even I could beat Paula 'why does her head move that weird way' Radcliffe over 50 metres.
In other news:
1. we say the debut of Dan. He proved he had ample talent and had obviously played amongst gifted footballers like ourselves before. He'll back I'm sure.
2. Joe Z traded in his studded football boots for the shiny black astroturfs he donned tonight. Pele must have hand-stitched them and brought up the shine with the essence of football genius that is his earwax. Joe put in some fantastic early defensive moves and great passes and made a memorable goal line clearance.
3. Peirs, who may shorlty find himself on the New Years honours list for defensive services on Wednesday's and Friday's, was having another classic game. Such was his temerity and confidence that he cockily waltzed out of defence on one occassion rounded an oncoming green and gracefully effected a pass to Geir. Champagne stuff. Have you been to Micah Richard's soccer camp? I unfortunately attempted a similar manouevre with less success ie an easy opposition goal....doh.
4. Doug who had been crucial in defence on several occassions was injured during the game and decided to step off the field of play. Luke using Jedi mind tricks forced Doug to occupy the opposition goal mouth. The tactical move was repaid handsomely with Doug scoring two goals, the pick of the two for me being the off the crossbar onto his face and into the goal. They all count.
5. Guy, who I'm sure nipped off the pitch to open a can of spinach, take a proton pill and drench his joints in WD-40, carved out a trade mark run down the greens left hand side. With Fred Astaire grace he weaved through the defence and set up Taha (not sure how that name is spelt, sorry). Taha should also get a mention for not only for that finish but for the rest of his game. very much a strong figure on the left hand side he showed some greatstrenght in possession and good quality link up play.
6. The colours had a point man in the form of Stefan. Not his normal position, stef was carrying an buttock injury he picked in regional qualifier for the 2012 sex olympics; the triple thrust with concomitant figure of eight manouevre is a high scoring technique with the judges. Despite the gold medal, I still think that football should come first! nevertheless, an injured Stefan is a formidalble footballing entity and he was superb upfront.
7. Geir who as you now all know from the recent email correspondance sports massive lobsided testicles which must be in the perfect configuration to play football properly. Whatever banana hammock was on tonight was doing a good job as Geir was picking the ball up at every opporuntiy and putting in some sublime passes that are his trade mark.
8. Derby Tim was back and obviously has not lost his footballing prowess. Together with Gerry who also made a much welcome return, they formed an, as anticipated, great green defence.
To be quite frank this list could go on. Unfortunately I can't remember everybodies name. The colours, my own team mate, had a guy from latin america I think, who was outstanding again. Control, composure and read the game with ease. He had a superb defensive header which saw him get supremely high off the ground.. a salmon-esque leap.
In fact, everyone seemed to have enhanced powers tonight. The first touch control was at a standard I have not seen before. The pace of the game was fast. the skills were decent. There were no great debates over decisions. I was not even aware of the scores.
We were 4 up at one point. I didn't realise and I didn't care.
They were 4 up at one point. I didn't realise and didn't care.
The football was magic. I realised that and I did care.
bravo to us all.
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