Feeling a bit of pressure this week to write something half-decent to follow up on Doggy Dundee's belter of a match report last week. That was one of the best we've had on here, perhaps only surpassed by Boyband's seminal summary of the game Stu managed from the sidelines. Stu wasn't able to play because of a small operation in a sensitive area the day before and this subtext was heavily referenced in the match report - a classic, check it out if you've never read it http://www.teamstats.net/bocfc/forum/match-report/BoC-shoot-blanks/198047
Good win last night against a pretty decent GLA team. BOC line up consisting of Tyson / Molby / Hoofer / Sam / Charlie / Nick (Tris' cousin debut) / Zondervan / Intertoto / Sheedy / Punnah / Gareth, with Hoff Snr and Morrissey starting as sub. Unfortunately, we had to use a sub after only 5 minutes as Mark Hoofer badly dislocated his ankle which later x rays confirmed had been broken as well. This Heavy Metal fan has got some serious mettle though, his initial reaction was to say to Tyson 'Tys, I think we might need to stop the game for a bit'. Composed. I would have probably opted for something a bit more screamy. What a tough guy. Needless to say, we all wish him well and hope to see him quickly recovered and back playing / dancing down at the Mexican asap. BTW, don't look at the pic below if you're squeamish.
After that horrible episode, the game continued with Hoff playing left mid, Weir at CB and Sheedy switched to RB. It was pretty even for most of the first half with Tyson forced to make some good saves to preserve the clean sheet. Having said that, Molby's rule states that BOC always keep a clean sheet when he is playing so I guess that was never in doubt. Tris' distant cousin Nick Bates (now Huckerby) was making his BOC debut and the young Lincoln City fan played a blinder scoring the opener after beating a defender and taking an early shot into the corner with his left foot, Punter played him in for the assist. The second goal came from a rasping Gareth Ramsey shot from distance which was parried out to Andy Morrissey to half-volley / hook in with his left foot; a tidy finish, which certainly wasn't a gimme. The last goal was a good team move involving Zondervan and Morrissey interplay down the right, a Zondervan cross, and a shinned bloot from Punnah after controlling it in the box. MOM could easily have gone to Sam Collicini, who was immense at the back, or to Nick Bates Motel for his wonder-debut, but giving to Punnah for his goal-and-an-assist performance (and also for buying the chips in the pub yet again).
A St John's ambulance arrived for Hoofer after about 1 hr 20 mins. Then another two ambulances arrived, causing Intertoto to muse 'you wait ages for one then two come along at once' a bit like buses. Indeed. Prior to this I had been arguing the case against Punnah that the NHS was simply underfunded rather than incompetent. Ahem.
Off we popped to the DOC to have a pint and revere the resolve of Mark Hoofer. Get well soon mate, you've only just tweaked it.
