MJC, the venue of our abject humiliation! a 3pm fixture added to our foreboding. the sun had hidden behind the clouds all day but upon kick-off, it duly came to greet us with its warm smile
:( Team 89 consists of a motley bunch. there are youngsters with speed and flash, and there are some looking like misfits but could do the basics. in terms of personnel, quantity or otherwise, they ought to benefit from the conditions.
both teams took their time on the wide expanse of the pitch, spraying ball back and forth but without much penetration. therefore, the first breakthrough came from a set piece. off a corner viciously swung in by Team 89, MS players, like Arsenal were guilty of slack marking, allowing an easy stab home. the cat and mouse game continued as the humidity took its toll. sensing a static defence and wah ready wide out on the left, st clipped a delicious chip into the box. wah pounced with his lefty, keeper looked dazzled as the ball looped across him, and gan sneaked in from the right to slot the ball into the far corner.
and those were mainly the action. not much drama except the inconsequential (to us) vehement arguments amongst some Team 89 players over nothing that we could fathom. a rather unsatisfying afternoon was undelined by the fact that Team 89 immediately placed us for a rematch in nov at FTPSS. both sides probably thought their glass was half empty.
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