

As I finish tightening my laces I look up across the flood light lit football pitch, people are warming up and raring to go. Tonight there is a game happening which comes up every so often and only occurs when there is the right mix of players….Young versus Old!!!!
Now there is normally a pattern that arises from these matches, the olds are very organised and disciplined in their positioning and the young whipper snappers aren’t so much…..and tonight’s game appeared to fall into that all too familiar ilk.
Billy and Guy were manning the centre for golden oldies with Billy constantly shouting for them to keep their shape, “Keep ye shape ye ole fellows”. Darren, Joe and Rich formed a strong front line…and the respected elders forged into an early lead, with Guy singing his teams praises from the early exchanges “Well done ye Oldies, let us embrace this fine game we play and go forth to victory!”
But the youngsters then started to take the initiative and forge forward with Zak and James leading the front line, Momodou again was a rock at the back with Matt (thunderboot) and Pierce alongside him. Dan took up the mantle in midfield. But with a back line of Tim, Tom and Barry the oldies put a brick wall across the back line which the youngsters battled well to try and break down.
Billy tried to motivate his team “Are we made of the metal of the finest swords or mere whimpering flowers? What say ye? What say yeeeeee???”, and with this the goldens pulled the difference back to one and it appeared the game might be their’s for the taking, but alas it was not to be. A resource the youngsters had used throughout the game to good effect was the Momodou long ball, with Dan, Zak and James reaping the rewards up front.
Darren called on his team to try and battle back, “let us embrace this game and hold it against our bosoms and show these pretenders of the younger generation how the fine art of football is to be played”. But despite these calls the youngsters came out on top in what I have to say was a very good game of football, excellent stuff played from both sides!!
As I left the pitch I’m sure I heard Darren muttering under his breath, “the battle may be over today, but ye youngsters be wary of the sleeping giant, his time will come as will ye comeuppance, but that is for another day!” Not sure what he meant so I went home!
But it was a very good game of football and despite my comments on the elders I do reluctantly add that I am no whipper snapper myself anymore and will soon be added to the ranks of the Elders, but not today!
[Peoples comments and views may have been altered for entertainment purposes].
Now there is normally a pattern that arises from these matches, the olds are very organised and disciplined in their positioning and the young whipper snappers aren’t so much…..and tonight’s game appeared to fall into that all too familiar ilk.
Billy and Guy were manning the centre for golden oldies with Billy constantly shouting for them to keep their shape, “Keep ye shape ye ole fellows”. Darren, Joe and Rich formed a strong front line…and the respected elders forged into an early lead, with Guy singing his teams praises from the early exchanges “Well done ye Oldies, let us embrace this fine game we play and go forth to victory!”
But the youngsters then started to take the initiative and forge forward with Zak and James leading the front line, Momodou again was a rock at the back with Matt (thunderboot) and Pierce alongside him. Dan took up the mantle in midfield. But with a back line of Tim, Tom and Barry the oldies put a brick wall across the back line which the youngsters battled well to try and break down.
Billy tried to motivate his team “Are we made of the metal of the finest swords or mere whimpering flowers? What say ye? What say yeeeeee???”, and with this the goldens pulled the difference back to one and it appeared the game might be their’s for the taking, but alas it was not to be. A resource the youngsters had used throughout the game to good effect was the Momodou long ball, with Dan, Zak and James reaping the rewards up front.
Darren called on his team to try and battle back, “let us embrace this game and hold it against our bosoms and show these pretenders of the younger generation how the fine art of football is to be played”. But despite these calls the youngsters came out on top in what I have to say was a very good game of football, excellent stuff played from both sides!!
As I left the pitch I’m sure I heard Darren muttering under his breath, “the battle may be over today, but ye youngsters be wary of the sleeping giant, his time will come as will ye comeuppance, but that is for another day!” Not sure what he meant so I went home!
But it was a very good game of football and despite my comments on the elders I do reluctantly add that I am no whipper snapper myself anymore and will soon be added to the ranks of the Elders, but not today!
[Peoples comments and views may have been altered for entertainment purposes].
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