Of all the awards Tatts has won over his long and distinguised career the 2010-11 Worst Miss of the Season award is a particular highlight. Well, it won't be sitting on his mantel piece gathering dust for much longer as we surely already have this season's winner. Take a bow Scott Norton who managed to head over from approximately 17 centimetres much to the astonishment ( and amusement ) of the 17,891 strong crowd. The ceremony which is like the handing over of the green jacket at Augusta Masters will be held at KFC in Guiseley on Thursday night.
It mattered little though as Norton had by then spanked in one goal and added three more in the second half in a very one sided pre-season friendly. Lion ran out winners by 9 goals to one and after a sluggish start to the game played reasonably well in patches.
In the absence of Jimmy Laughey the Potty Mouth badge has been waiting on a new owner. On Saturday Scott Dyson and Si Hollings gave 2 stupendous performances which could claim that much coveted crown. Dyson insisting that the opposition return the ball ( their own ball! ) "you cvnt" was a great start to the friendly and it was neatly book ended with Hollings trying to start a brawl with their centre half just as the referee blew his whistle.
In amongst all that our new look centre forward Kris Sutton had scored the first. Buttons angled one in just before half time too to give Lion a three goal advantage. New gaffer Davlin didn't need to say too much but he began to get a little more agitated when Wakefield pulled a goal back from the restart. However, normal service was resumed with further goals from Norton, JT, Tatts and Si and in truth it should have been double figures.
The most notable things to take from Saturday were the Pre-Match Dodgeball warm up on the 5-a-side pitch. What was all that about? JT's Pedometer reading which startled everyone when it read 9.16k but a quick call to Nike revealed it was measuring metres not kilometres. The hottest 5-a-side arena ever - we were sweating like Josef Fritzl on MTV Cribs. A pitch without any touchlines. And the opposition bringing on someone at the end that looked like he'd come off the local allotment in his green jumper. A special mention to the pink kit which went down a storm and will please Dicky Machell more than a Westlife encore.
The hardest task on Saturday though was remembering to drink left handed as Si Hollings' eagle eyes could spot a right handed drinker from 100 yards. Maybe that's what he was fighting about?
