So . . . the big day had arrived.
There was a calling of support to the fans – the top of the table clash that had the whole office talking. The Captain had promised a classic.
Did anyone show up? Of course they didn’t. Was the Captain right? Of course he was.
Things, however, did not get off to the best of starts for the Ho’s. They went into the game as pumped as physically possible after being ordered to listen to M.O.P. [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3MUGAxpI0Bc] all day on repeat. It unfortunately failed to work as quickly as anticipated and the team were slow out of the blocks. Sick Note F.C. made them pay for it and went into the break 7-2 up. A score-line that if anyone had actually bothered to show up, may have said there was no coming back from.
However, those imaginary fans would have been wrong. After pulling themselves together at half time, the Ho’s went about reducing the deficit. 7-2, quickly became 12-10 and Sick Note were getting edgy. We could sense blood [but not quite in the way it would soon show itself].
At the start of another promising attack, and with only a few minutes left on the clock, the Captain was cynically hacked down by not 1, but 2 opposition players. The red mist descended and he retaliated, pushing one of the culprits. After turning his back to take the rightfully awarded free-kick, he was viciously attacked from behind, taking several blows to the head [but living to tell the tale]. Team-mates ran to his rescue and both teams engaged in a little ‘argy-bargy’. Tempers flared and Sandman may have even thrust someone into a fence [not in a sexy way]. The referee intervened and brought proceedings to an end – match abandoned. The best option for the safety of all involved.
What would have been a 12-10 loss becomes a 0-0 draw. Who cares? We got a draw against the top team. Thanks to all those that came to watch.
Scorers – Mowgli [4], Marky [2], Jason [2], Conman [1], Budginho [1].
Side note – Jason is officially the greatest ‘Jason’ to ever play the beautiful game.
