'There's a man with a mullet going mad with a mallet in Millets'. So sing Wirral based band Half-Man Half-Biscuit in their excellent song 'National Sh*te Day' https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7XNgS2VBuVM . Last night BOC were that man with a mullet and GLA were Millets, getting absolutely smashed to ribbons by some incisive BOC passing and movement. Gareth Ramsey and James 'Mole' Atkinson were back in the side following a lengthy absence and both played a blinder, great to see them back. Starting line-up then:
Tyson (probably bored witless most of the game)
Mole / Stu / Jacko / Sheedy
Beardsley / Intertoto / Zondervan / Ramsey
Doggy Dundee / Latchford
Stu went with the inverted wingers from the off with Ramsey doing his best Ribery impression over on the left and Beardsley channeling his inner Robben over on the right. Very effective it was too, as we went ahead pretty early on when our Tom curled an inswinging cross to the back post for polymath Punter to nod in - nice and simple. It was one nil for quite a while after that, although GLA didnt cause us any danger leaving Tyson very little to do (other than a few handstands). BOC doubled their lead before the break when Jackson flash won the ball in our half, strode purposefully forward to half way before teasing a beautiful outside-of-the-boot ball over the top / through a gap to Latch, who finished neatly into the corner. Andy 'Jacko' Quaresma from now on. HT was called shortly afterwards.
With BOC well in the ascendancy, Stu shuffled the deck at half time with Sheedy joining Punt up top, Latch slotting in at CB and Stu moving to LB. At some point during the half Jacko and Intertoto swapped too, giving further marauding opportunities to the Flash. From the second half ko, Phil squared to Tom who locked eyes with Punt and sent another peach of a cross, this time from +30yds away, right onto the head of man at work Doggy Dundee. It was an excellent finish from the Tasmanian, guiding his cushioned header deftly into the far corner, giving the GLA keeper no chance. That was probably the nail in the coffin for GLA, but BOC had a full 30 mins to take advantage and fill their boots. It turned into a goal-fest and could have been a few more than six in the end. BOC's fourth was scored by Ramsey, volleying in smartly after the GLA keeper padded down Intertoto's woefully inaccurate cross. Jackson flash was unlucky not to score himself after a trademark barnstorming run and neat interchange with Punt. His eventual shot was unfortunately straight at the GK, and he got unceremoniously chopped down in the aftermath of shooting to boot. No penalty claims. The 5th came from another Beardsley assist, crossed in to the near post for me to tap in (tempted to give myself MOTM for that, but y'know), but the goal of the game was the 6th, absolutely SMASHED in care of Neil Zondervan's right laces. You cannot hit a ball much better than that - it absolutely flew in to the top left corner - he knew it was a goal the second it left his boot. You could tell he was please with it, employing the forward roll / bow and arrow celebration to the crowds of ecstatic fans.
Great win and good pub turnout. Hoping to get the D&D booked for mid December...confirmation to follow.
