On a bright sunny morning, STC travelled to Ha Ha Road with a strong 13, Jordan in goal, Paul & Rob full backs, The Balcony boys back together in the heart of the defence, Sheggs left, Gav right, pinky and perky in the middle with Lee and Crabby up top, leaving Slim and Deano rubadubs.
The game started as it would go on for STC, Sloppily. Looking shaky at the back, lacking any real effort throughout and resorting to long balls, it was not one for spectators. A poor opening aside, STC should have been 1 up. Roberts latched onto the end of another long ball and went thought 1 on 1, with no defender in sight and a goalie who couldn’t get off his line even if he wanted to. From 6 yards out Lee somehow managed to miss the target, poking the ball wide of the post when it was surely easier to score. A very bad miss and with Steve and Shaun shaking their heads, Slim shouts from the side, I’ll only have to ‘Copy and Paste’ from previous match reports, much to Scotts amusement.
STC were soon made to pay and found themselves behind. Shaun was turned and ended up in a heap on the floor and after a cross along the 6 yard line the opp tapped in. 1-0
Slim and Deano came on and soon STC were level, Crabby did well and muscled his way into the box before squaring the ball to Sheggsy who slotted (miskicked) home from 5 yards. 1-1 and game on. The only other notable even in a boring 1st half was provided by the oppos underage midfielder who apparently broke his foot in a challenge and WOULD NOT STOP MOANING about it in addition to mugging himself like a twat when threatening to stab an STC player in the head with his boot. PRICK. He would eventually call an ambulance with the hospital 50 yards away and they wonder why the NHS is on its knees. Shocking, although the hot paramedics certainly brightened things up after the game… Anyway with the injured player moaning Sheggs decided to throw a hissy fit of his own, taking his top off and walking off the pitch, just as well there was no belt, as and I quote ‘You don’t wanna mess with a Nigerian when they take their belts off’… Oh dear Sheggs.. OH DEAR.
So half time and 1-1, but things only got worse for STC. The defence was looking shoddy throughout and decided to play a high line which simply allowed the oppo in at their leisure. Soon it was 2-1 then 3-1 and then 4-1, all goals courtesy of defensive errors, a game the back 4 will want to quickly forget.
A special shout out goes to Jordan who pulled off a whole string of saves and kept the score respectable. No less than FIVE 1 on 1’s, well Jordan and without a shadow of doubt the Man of the Match.
With STC struggling the Headmaster rang the changes and went 3 at the back trying to salvage something form the game and it had an immediate effect. Slim controlled the ball in the middle and played out wide to Omelette who played a peach of a cross which Slim, stretching could only put onto the bar. Why he didn’t go for the diving header only Slim will know.
Soon STC were back in it, Gav played a tempting, floated cross to the back post which Lee nodded home from a yard out. 2 was soon 3 and game on, Slim picked the ball in the middle and played into the feet of Paul who then slipped a great ball into Crabby, who with the help of deflection made no mistake. STC were rampant now, why oh why did it take 70 mins to wake up lads.
STC had their chances, Lee hitting a rocket into the side netting, Sheggs just failing to reach a Roberts cross at the back post, Slim not managed to pull his shot back across the keeper, Scotty firing high from the edge of the box to name just a few, but too little… too late.
So a 4-3 loss, which was hard to stomach, well played Jordan, top drawer.
Next week is a tough game, away to Old Roan, and the defence need to turn up if STC are to have any chance of victory.
