Wednesday 2nd May 2001

Springhill Dads v Robert Half
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y Scoop

  A reasonable side which welcomed guest keeper, 'Laurence'. I think he has a famous father and prefers to use only his first name.
   However, the Dads welcome Robert Half to the Sportydome and they are usually a bit of a handful. Dave Hedges works with Andy Pikles, their manager so he'll be up for it and firing on all his one 49cc cylinder. We've also got a leathal pairing in Jon and Dave up front to convert all the chances that come their way!

SPRINGHILL DADS
Laurence
Tim Hart - Brian Medway - Martin Kings - Mal Barton
Chris Kings- Dave Hedges - Jason Furness - Andy Simpson
Dave Smith -
Jon Elms
Late; Tony Pascoe                               

  The Dads kicked off with almost a good side - Mal was having to play cos Tony hadn't turned up! It wasn't long before Robert Half showed up the Dads weakness by a midfielder slipping the ball through between Mal and Martin for a forward to make a run through and take a shot. Laurence make a good stab at getting a hand to it but was unable to prevent it bulging the net.
   The Dads were looking fairly composed on the ball, some good possession and passing in mid-field with Dave H and Les linking up well. Chris and Andy were trying to get forward and cross to Dave S and Jon but the defence were on top of their game and cleared away most half chances.
   From some good Dads possession Robert 1/2 played the ball up field and the runner from mid-field was completely missed. He ran onto another through ball and put it to one side of Laurence. The Dads were starting to get the message, now but there were one or two just that bit fitter and could actually run!
  Another repeat, this is getting boring - this time a ball over the top and a lob. Keep going Laurence, you're doing great.
  Then the Dads wayward defender arrived - the Dads quickly re-shuffled and Mal was told that he was 'the weakest link'.
  The Dads weren't out of it and a buoyed by Tony's arrival (?) a wonderful flowing move from defence was started by Tim, clearing away, up to Chris who beat a few midfielders and slid the ball through to DAVE HEDGES to absolutely whack it, low across the face into the far side of the net. Why weren't we doing that before?
  OK, the Dads are back on song!

HALF TIME
DADS 1 - 3 ROBERT 1/2

  A thoroughly good whipping at half time and the boys are ready for the fray.Oooops, a dodgy ball into the box followed by the wonderful spectacle of the most of the Dads side thrashing away wildly at the ball but none ofthem able to clear it - then a Robert 1/2 leg comes from somewhere and whack's it into the net, Doh!
  Chris was getting through some stirling work up and down the right flank and was dismayed to see one shot, following one such forray, go just over the bar then another cross into the box was bloked by the keeper and cleared up field. Robert 1/2 broke quickly and Tim and Tony had to scamper back a bit smartish but the weren't smarter that the half dozen Robert Half players toying with Laurence in the Dads goal.
  Another effort by Chris into the side netting.
  A Robert 1/2 break and a great catch by Laurence followed by a follow through by the player, foul!
  The defence was caught out in the Robert 1/2 bit and they were through two on one with Laurence the shot was tipped up onto the bar and cleared - only for the defence to be caught out yet again, a great save by Laurence but not enough to keep it out of the net.
  A great move by the Dads and Jason was through into the box, lining up for a shot only to be unceremoniously dumped on his bottie - Robert 1/2 broke away despite some calls for a penalty by the bench (you can never find a solicitor when you need one?).
Robert swept up field with Jason prostrate, licking his wounds, for Andy to sprint back and take the ball away from that baldy bloke that he was building a relationship with. He didn't look best pleased.
  Another run from Chris, this time he cut inside and shot. The keeper spilled the ball up onto the ball but Chris wasn't able to get any contact to get it over the net as it dropped.
  The Dads were having to defend stoutly at times - one particularly crunching tackle took out the left winger in a stomach churning way but surprisingly he dragged himself to what was left of his feet and shook Tim's hand to show no hard feelings?
  Another great run by CHRIS KINGSBURY, this time he cut in and had a shot from all of 30 yds and it absolutely fizzed into the net - ouch!
  This began to get really silly now as the Dads completely lost it, the forwards and defender seemed to have swapped and the mid field were where they'd been all game . . . no-where! A hopeful ball into the area and for some reason only known to Jon Elms he got both hands onto it to put it behind for a corner. Robert 1/2 siezed on this to demand a penalty? Eventually, things calmed down and Laurence was put the wrong way before doing his bending exersices.
 Andy was continuing his friendly banter with old baldy,  Dave dragged a shot across the face of goal. The defender passed the ball to his keeper, but as the keeper was in front of him, Robert 1/2 didn't deem it a back pass!
  Finally, the piece de resistance, the biggest top hat you can find the ball was punted into the Dads box. Laurence had it covered but somehow ANDY SIMPSON managed to get up and knee it out of Laurence's grip onto the cross bar, over Laurence's head and into the back of the net - the sure-fire Own Goal of the Year!


FULL TIME
DADS 2 - 8 ROBERT 1/2

    Man of the Match

        Laurence

His back kept up despite severe over work.
Oh, I found out what Laurence's surname is - Bessant!

REVENGE OF THE FOOTBALL WIFES
by Suzy

FOUL SEVEN:
   At last you've dragged him into the sack for a spot of much-deserved nookie. Afterwards he leaps up, apparently to go to the bathroom. Ten minutes later you crawl out of bed to discover him glued the phone listening to the latest team news on the England hotline. He should be hanging his head in shame. It's like SPITTING AT AN OPPONENT.
   THE PUNISHMENT: Next time you make love, wait for the crutial moment and scream out: "Ooh Aah Cantona. Eric is ze Sex God!" He'll get the message!

    Did you see Paul Howarth in the Echo, the other week. He can't get into the dads side so he's having to coach a junior hockey team

 

 

 

 


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