With a name like Santana, we were bracing ourselves for some Latin American samba from opponent but the old school rock-n-roll in us emerged triumph in this rather feisty encounter. Nowadays, opponents do not surprise us anymore if they are quicker to the ball, closes us down in a second, are more fleet-footed and twinkle-toed...and of course, are more inclined to show-boat. Veteran teams like us are rare to come by.
We carved out a few half chances and Simon had an effort kissing the horizontal in the first half. All came to nothing at the break, 0-0.
Santana then gifted us with three moments of horrendous defending and we ruthlessly punished them and richly reaped rewards out of them. While defending against a free-kick from Teck Chye, Santana's defender in the wall raised his arm to block Teck Chye's effort but the penalty decision was rather dubious as the wall was outside the box. Nevertheless, Teck Chye benefitted from the defender's moment of indiscretion and the referee's moment of ill-judgment and converted the spot kick. 1-0.
Kian Hwa, in his 3rd comeback match, came close on two efforts - a snap shot from outside the box that whisked past the left post and a lob over the keeper that went just over the bar. Then, the moment of god-send arrived when Santana's keeper poorly sent his goal-kick straight to KH, who composed himself to coolly despatch the ball into the open goal for a 2-0 lead before calling for an early retirement from the match. Chor Guan and See Chiang had further chances to put the issue beyond doubt but fluffed their opportunities. The moment of glory came from the other KH - Kok Hock, when he intercepted Santana's play from just after the mid-line and, spotting the keeper out of position, whacked in a ferocious left-footed long-range shot that went beyond the back-pedalling keeper. 3-0.
At our rear end, the defending was stout and made life difficult for Santana. Gan, standing in goal, made a couple of fine blocks with his feet when facing one-on-one with Santana's strikers. In the dying moment, Santana could have scored a consolation goal but when their striker rounded Gan and could have shot at the open goal, but instead indulged in some one-man-ship and showing off his twinkle-toes. Our defenders closed him down to deny him that wee bit of a consolation.
3-0 was the final score.
We carved out a few half chances and Simon had an effort kissing the horizontal in the first half. All came to nothing at the break, 0-0.
Santana then gifted us with three moments of horrendous defending and we ruthlessly punished them and richly reaped rewards out of them. While defending against a free-kick from Teck Chye, Santana's defender in the wall raised his arm to block Teck Chye's effort but the penalty decision was rather dubious as the wall was outside the box. Nevertheless, Teck Chye benefitted from the defender's moment of indiscretion and the referee's moment of ill-judgment and converted the spot kick. 1-0.
Kian Hwa, in his 3rd comeback match, came close on two efforts - a snap shot from outside the box that whisked past the left post and a lob over the keeper that went just over the bar. Then, the moment of god-send arrived when Santana's keeper poorly sent his goal-kick straight to KH, who composed himself to coolly despatch the ball into the open goal for a 2-0 lead before calling for an early retirement from the match. Chor Guan and See Chiang had further chances to put the issue beyond doubt but fluffed their opportunities. The moment of glory came from the other KH - Kok Hock, when he intercepted Santana's play from just after the mid-line and, spotting the keeper out of position, whacked in a ferocious left-footed long-range shot that went beyond the back-pedalling keeper. 3-0.
At our rear end, the defending was stout and made life difficult for Santana. Gan, standing in goal, made a couple of fine blocks with his feet when facing one-on-one with Santana's strikers. In the dying moment, Santana could have scored a consolation goal but when their striker rounded Gan and could have shot at the open goal, but instead indulged in some one-man-ship and showing off his twinkle-toes. Our defenders closed him down to deny him that wee bit of a consolation.
3-0 was the final score.
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