First impressions when rocking upto Fen Draytons facilities weren't great and walking into the changing room we were met with what we expected........ a shit load of mould and ancient facilities. I have personally booked in for the whole team to be checked for asbestos poisoning. After being moaned at for lack of numbers at training (scutty was on a date) and Goodger threatening to go coach the reserves we set out to warm up. Buoyed by the fact Goodge could be on his way.....
The usual warm up went ahead, Jonny breathing like an old man, Deano slacking behind and Scutty still running about with a semi after his date Thursday. The highlight was the lesson in geography from Bramley "Fennel is in Paris eating croissants and spaghetti" The classic pre match talk of keep free kicks short, don't give away silly free kicks and take our chances (all of which were perfectly ignored throughout the first half) We lined up in a changed 4-4-2 formation.
We started well and should of been 4-0 up after 10 mins, mainly down to the captain missing from 6 yards 3 times. The groans from the back got louder and is where Brownys constant moaning throughout the match started. Scutty whistled a Free Kick just passed the post. Deano missed a difficult one on one and Dom also missed a couple of decent chances. After a couple of scares from the opposition we finally took the lead through the captain as he luckily miss hit one under the keeper. The half time whistle blew shortly after this, with jonny not moving out of the centre circle for the first 45mins.
The second half kicked off and we dominated from the start. After a couple of half chances, Goodge made a brave call of taking off Owen and also gave him the flag, rumours are Owen pinned Goodge up against the wall in the club bogs are yet to be confirmed. Next came the moment of the match, season, decade. G Man aka Dean Windass picked the ball up and glided past 3 defenders, then dinked the ball over the on rushing keeper into the empty net to make it 2-0. This came just after Goodge had told Deano he was being put out wide and still proceeded with this threat after the magical event. The third goal followed soon after and annoyingly from a left wing cross from Deano onto the head of Dom who headed it back across goal into the side netting. The biggest fine of the afternoon came soon after, Jonny falling over in an impossible amount of stages and looking like the oldest git imaginable. After bottling a 50/50 in the first half dennis got what he deserved late on in the second and got almost somersaulted into the air (he was ok). Bramley was inches away from connecting to a ball across the box but his French spaghetti legs couldn't quite reach the ball. I can't remember their goal so it can fuck off. The game ended 3-1 and with a few bitchy comments between browny and josh, we got out of there asap. Most not wanting to share the one shower on offer, much to noodles disappointment. Reports have been rife of Westburys boyfriend not letting him play anymore.........TBC
