Last night the Boffins enjoyed nothing short of a miraculous revival in fortunes on the pitch. We revelled in a goal-scoring extravaganza. The coaches brief was to play as if there was only half a pitch - our attacking half. And while those directions were a little difficult to carry out to the letter, we gave it our best shot.
I viewed the pitch from the goal for the first half as the boys kept the Bandits goal-less and scored three themselves. Bob, Dan and Ant (I think) were the first half contributors. Bob's goal was a wonderful, opportunistic strike from a distance that sailed over the keepers head and into the top left corner, just under the cross bar.
However, the goal of the night does go to Dan. Dan's a momentum player. Give him enough time to build up pace on a run towards goal, and anything can happen. Late in the second half he took the ball forward with skill - only to be dispossessed untidily just short of the goal. Dan wasn't turning back, as the ball ricocheted and rebounded of various attackers and defenders to finally connect with his toned-and-ready mid-riff. This is the moment that the pre-season preparation finally paid off. All those home brews at Port Fairy over summer had contributed to form Dan's belly into a spring-loaded, goal-shooting weapon. As Dan's momentum forward continued the ball sank into his gut and rebounded at pace. There was nothing the keeper could do as it found the back of the net and Dan ground to a halt.
Goal to the Boffins, as Dan moves to the top of the Golden Gut table.
We'll be refining that move in practice. Watch this space.
Back in the world of traditional soccer skills, Dave climbed up the Golden Boot table in the second half. Maybe. In the attacking half Dave made great position, often finding himself in the goal-mouth, poised to strike. This was on a night, however, when every ball that came his way there seemed to be going in any-way. He brushed his foot on a free-kick from Pete that already had every body beat. He tripped over a shot from Ant that managed to find it's way past him into the net anyway. So either Dave got two for the night or he got none.
But best of all, we had fun. Never mind that we let three easy goals in. Or that Adam, spec-less, couldn't convince Pete to pass the ball up front.
It was a night the Boffins were determined to enjoy. We won 6-3.
May there be plenty more like that.
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