Newsletter w/c 12.10.20
- 12th October 2020
Fixtures for Saturday 17.10.20
|Venue / Referee
|Home – Pitch 1 / Pasquale Acierno
|Home – Pitch 1 / Mike Reilly
|Wandsworth Borough II
|Home – Pitch 2 / Krandeep Singh Grewal
|Fulham Compton Old Boys III
|Home – Pitch 5 / AJ Vaicunas
|Old Tiffinians II
|Away – Grist Memorial Ground, Summer Avenue, East Molesey, Surrey, KT8 9LU
|Glyn Old Boys III
|Home – Pitch 3 / Stuart Minors
|Sinjuns Grammarians IV
|Away – Trinity Fields (corner of Trinity Fields Road and Burntwood Lane), Wandsworth Common, London. SW17 7HR
|Old Tiffinians IV
|Home – Pitch 4 / Fadi Asar
|Royal Bank of Scotland
|Shene OG 2s
|Sinjuns OG 2s
|Old Tiffinians 3s
|Old Wokinians 8s
|Old Tiffinians Vets
|Ikea 3 – 2 Deliveroo
Old Meadonians 1s 0 – 3 Old Thorntonians
report by Rash Ovie
Thorntonians Smash and grab victory
On a wet and windy Saturday afternoon meadonians fall to a 3 nil defeat to the thorntonians after a lucklustered performance, loosing their undefeated record,
Meadonians conceded half through the first and second half making it 2 nil both goals being goals scored by their midfield, getting of wonder strikes at the edge of the box. while chasing the equalising goals meads left themselves open and conceded late into the second half making it 3 nil,
Meads did show some fighting spirits coming close with several chance in both but failed to put it at the back of the net, brighty and Xav were a particularly bright spark in the meads attack, they threatened the thortonians goals a few times but couldn’t add the finishing touch, no a lot of positives to take from this game. Just an all around bad day in the office.
Meads must improve next game Or risk crashing out Top division.
OMFC 2s Match Report – Saturday 10th October
OMFC 1 – 4 RBS
A highly anticipated week for Meads 2s which saw the return to the squad of one of the best-looking blokes to ever grace the claret and blue shirts – Adam ‘Bruiser’ Billingsley. A turbulent few weeks for the 2s playmaker general who saw his starting position controversially taken away from him due to a recent golf trip to Portugal with fellow Meadonian’s Ryan ‘Tom Daley’ Bright and Dan ‘Bat Ears’ Wilson, leading to a forced quarantine. Upon completion of said quarantine Billingsley was shipped off to the 3s with concerns over his fitness to “get some minutes under his belt”. After receiving this call off an understandably terrified Warwick Davies double (Andrew Reid), Billingsley was more than understanding and did not make the decision any harder for management than it needed to be.
Taking the decision on the chin the ginger Pirlo showcased his ability on his return to riverside lands, helping out the 3s – Dictating the play, creating chance after chance and setting up the 2nd goal after just 20 mins. Unfortunately, that was that. Billingsley received a violent elbow to the face on 25’ forcing him to head to A&E for stitches. Understandably worried about his future modelling career Billingsley spent the next 4 hours in A&E blaming 2s management for all that happened to his beautiful face. Fast forward 2 weeks, faith in management was restored when the starting XI v RBS was announced.
Saturday saw the introduction of the new fines system for the 2s that apparently only 5 players seemed to read with the remaining 10 turning up after the scheduled meet time. After a decent warm and a face full of Damo’s arse crack, Meads were gathered around to stretch and listen to the starting lineup. By now, Billingsley had already realised the 2s management weren’t going to start the maestro having timidly passed him the no.14 jersey upon arrival – much to his disgust. Nevertheless, he was prepped and raring to earn his place back in the team.
1st Half – Meads dominated possession, playing some nice football mainly down the left-hand side with the Balding Midget Damien Reading linking up with Stenners. Despite getting in behind on a few occasions Meads struggled to find that final ball or clear-cut chance on goal. As the half went on Meads were getting more and more frustrated and RBS began to get more on top. Billingsley had a keen eye on the midfield 3 selected to start ahead of him but couldn’t fault the trio despite Dan Stewart seeming to have transitioned from what was once an Anthony Joshua like frame to more of an Andy Ruiz physique and Harry Sanders constantly looking like a strong wind could easily lift and blow him out of Riverside Lands. Meads were left to rue a chance squandered by front man Slab-Ed McKenna who didn’t quite have his bearings when turning and shooting from 5 yards out when RBS took the lead just before half time with a headed effort from 3 yards out and 3 feet off the floor. It remains uncertain how the ball travelled to the back post at such a height without a clearance.
2nd Half – Stood right next to the gaffer Billingsley was lunging, running on the spot, and jumping up and down, knowing that this could well be his time. It was. 3 subs on – Romain > Kenna, Billo > Monk, Merrick > Stewart. Showtime. Meads started the 2nd half well with an instant impact from Adam Van der Vaart. In a slightly more advanced role, he began picking up the ball in pockets of space and making things tick. Within his first 5 minutes on the pitch he played a delightful one-two with Stenners before playing a perfectly weighted, defence splitting ball with his weaker (if you can call it that) foot through RBS’ back line and into the path of Ally Gordon – just wow. Ally was one-on-one with the keeper with all the time in the world (maybe too much time) – And despite his frightening scoring form of late, Gordon was unable to convert, denying Billingsley of an assist.
Meads were clearly on top now. Billingsley at the heart of everything, played another intricate ball into Sanders who returned the favour setting up the sex symbol for a first time finish in the box. Billingsley struck the ball first time really really well (if anything too well?) and on target forcing the RBS keeper to make one of the saves of the century – parrying the ball out for a corner. An equaliser was coming. Or so we thought… After an onslaught of about 12 in swinging corners from Stenners, RBS countered down the right. Forgetting he was 5 foot 3 and built like a garden gnome, Reading misjudged a header playing in the RBS striker. Greening, maybe not blessed with the pace he once had, tried to rush out to claim the ball before the striker but instead collided with the player without touching the ball, conceding a penalty. 2-0 RBS.
Meads were not disheartened and continued to get the ball to Billingsley, with every player on the pitch knowing he was the key to unlocking this butch RBS team – they were right. A long throw from the right to Gordon who delightfully cushioned the ball down to Billingsley who whipped in a frightening cross, setting up Stenners who thumped home the ball from 10 yards out. 2-1.
Meads were really on top now and nearly equalised when after a great bit of possession, Reading, who looked up to see Scarface peeling off the RBS CB, whipped in a delicious ball into the box. Despite numerous players in his way Billingsley managed to trap the ball with a delightful first touch before unleashing a viscous left footed attempt at goal – just over. It later turned out that despite no team mates informing the part time model and singer that he had plenty of time, he in-fact did have enough time to take 8 more touches and pass the ball into the net. The lack of comms only further frustrated Billingsley when even the just for men bearded ref asked him “how did you miss that?”.
Shortly after this, Meads began getting much more joy down the right-hand side with Romain and Reid linking up. After playing a one-two with Romain, Reid continued with the ball skipping past players like the wild horse he is before looking up to see, yet again, Billingsley in another great position making a darting run into the box. Perfectly weighting the ball into his path Billingsley took once touch past the RBS defender before being barged so hard off the ball it still remains a mystery how the playmaker general did not fold in half and fall to the floor. Had he done so Meads would have been given a dead cert penalty. We can instead only admire the Adama Traore like physique and strength that Billingsley possesses in this instance and the fact he was able to stay on his feet and get a shot away. Having said that, it appeared that the youngster was unable to breath after taking the shot, much to the disgust of veteran Will Gerrish who had somehow snuck into the meads starting XI, who screamed at him to get up and get back into position. “Don’t shout at me Will darling” he calmly responded before moments later watching Gerrish get the wrong side of his man and give away a stone wall penalty. 3-1 RBS.
RBS scrambled home a 4th before the ref blew his whistle after Meads were unable to deal with another set-piece. 4-1 RBS Full Time.
The scoreline did not reflect how the game went and meads could have easily taken all 3 points had it not been for 2 penalties and poor defending. Credit to meads attack for knocking at the door and constantly creating chances – although none of these were clear goal scoring chances so the blame cannot be put on any of these.
MOTM – James Stenners – A constant threat down the left and the only player to convert a chance from another Adam Billingsley assist (making his conversion rate over the last 3 games a solid 1 out of 44)
WIG – Adam Billingsley – For changing the game and giving the meads a glimmer of hope to get back into a game that was fading away from us. Rumour has it players believed 2 of his chances should have been converted, costing meads the game – others argue they are threatened by his dashing good lucks and ability on the pitch.
Shene OGs II 3 v 4 Old Meads III
(match report by WIG, gaffer Alan Wade):
Having done my ACL in pre season, I was supposed to be semi retired from this by now, but with the 3s captain injury curse having also struck Lloyd & Owen and my inability to say no to Saturday football even if I can’t play, I find myself on a Saturday lunch time stuck in traffic on Chiswick Bridge trying to collect the team kit from the world’s most expensive launderette on my way to Barnes for the game against Shene, cursing the fact that this pretty much guarantees me the WIG for showing up 20 mins late for my own stated meet time when the rest of squad have got there on time for once (except Amine who got there just in time to keep his starting position and Nicky some time during the 1st half…..)
Still the team are all kitted up and ready to go 20 mins before KO, plenty of time for one of Josh’s warm ups and a shooting drill that started with decent finishes but typically ended up with invalids Owen & I hobbling after balls all over Barn Elms. Ready for KO, one problem, no ref….it’s a shame for me he can’t get the WIG, as he managed to go to the wrong ground despite apparently having reffed at Shene the week before too. Although when the game started he soon remembered who was the home team for any 50/50 calls.
Taking note of Josh’s comments about 4-4-2 in last week’s report, I reverted back to the 4-2-3-1 that had given us much success last year, although again we had many new faces from last week. Ali McCombe bought in to bring an experienced head (and still v good footballer) alongside Amine at centre half, the Roach brothers joining us from the 6s with Greg at full back with Yates and his brother Hugh joined by George K (also in his 1st game for us) on the wings and Marco coming in up top.
Meads started the game slowly with the new faces getting to know each other and not helped by the wind blowing in our faces and any 50/50 decision going in favour of Shene, we were struggling to get out at times. After a bit of pinball in our area, Greg almost had a full debut for the 3s to forget and almost snatched the WIG off me with a header that was heading for his own bottom corner, until Josh bailed him out with cat-like reflexes to tip it round the post. Unfortunately it wasn’t much longer before the 1st Shene goal, their right back who liked to get forward beating a tight offside call to round Josh and score. Apparently he is ex-Meads and I got a text off Alfie warning me about him pre-game which we clearly hadn’t headed, would have preferred if he was still wearing claret and blue as he was clearly able to play at this level. And he soon had his 2nd goal, this one a complete fluke though, a mishit cross catching the wind which carried it into the top corner with nothing Josh could do.
2-0 Shene and at this point it felt like it would be a long afternoon. But they gave us a lifeline, their defender repeating Greg’s trick of a decent headed finish into his own bottom corner, and he didn’t have a cat in goal to bail him out. Meads started to grow in confidence, roared on by the support from the touchline including ex-1s managers Rory and Luke G (good to see you lads) and we got ourselves level with Jack Book getting a copycat of his goal last week running in at the back post to get a free header from a decent Yates FK that he planted firmly into the back of the net. 3 headed goals this year for one of the shortest players on the pitch.
2-2 HT and the chat was this game was ours for the taking now with the wind in our favour 2nd half, Nicky came on to add a bit more bite to midfield. But we found ourselves behind again early in the 2nd half, Shene forcing the ball over the line after a scramble in the area. After a period of not creating much, we made a tactical change, George moving upfront to use his pace to get behind on the counter, the Roach brothers on the wings.
Then a clash point in the game, as Meads tried to play out from the back, Jack Book was wiped out by a nasty 2 footed challenge by their striker, who in the ensuing mêlée goes down screaming, claiming a stamp from Ali. From my perspective where I was standing he was putting it on to try and avoid what should have been an obvious red card for him, but I heard some alternative views in the bar post game…..either way the ref bottles showing any red cards, a yellow for both offenders, but Jack is too injured to continue so Arvid comes back on.
Just as the game started to look as though it was slipping away from Meads with 10 mins to go, another lifeline, a brilliant corner by George whipped into the 6 yard box hitting one of their defenders and crossing the line for their 2nd OG of the game. 3-3 game on. We seemed to have the better legs going into the last 10 and we won the game with 5 to go with the goal of the game, Jack Sanders forward from right back picking the ball up 30 yards out, was allowed to carry it to the edge of the area by their defence and then with the keeper showing him the right side of the goal, Jack took the shot on and whipped it into the back of the net, starting mad celebrations on the Meads bench.
A very enjoyable win, made all the sweeter by the pre-match banter Shene had given us on the socials:
Sinjuns Grammarians II 2 – 2 Old Meadonians IV
Quinny misses a pen, Aidan & Marlon are late because they assume it is a 2pm kick not a 1pm kick, Rorke throws 2 in the net. Surely, I can’t get the WIG… any danger.
Another week, another debutant. Harrison bringing Luke (fantastic hair) on board but at the same time dropping himself down the best-looking player rankings. Quinny returning from international vets’ duty & Samie completing an otherwise unchanged squad. Sinjuns the oppo, still smarting from an opening day loss to the Wildcats and their skipper did not waste time mentioning an apparent offside goal in the first game. He was also wearing gloves and leggings…. Village.
With last week’s fantastically spirited performance fresh in the memory, expectations were high. These expectations were dampened quickly when it was quite clear our main early mission was to pass to the oppo and lose every 50/50. A few early warning shots fired and some last ditch defending kept the scores level. An inspired passage of play from Rob then sent in Harrison who was scathed down by their Gru lookalike and a penalty was given. Up steps Quinny, chest puffed out, shocking lime boots gleaming in the sun… & he bloody missed it. 2 years without winning a pen, we get one, and we miss it… Used to be a goal scorer when he was younger my arse.
Naturally, they went straight down the other end, Rorke Sydney Harbour Bridged one at the front post and it was 1-0. Meads were in the reeds, like sending your drive straight left off the first and just about finding it in the woods. Luke loving a Cruyf turn into their back 4, Toby with a Teflon chest & Quinny following up his miss with an ‘Achilles’ injury forcing him off. Enter Marlon who galvanised the meads with some classic attacking runs where at no point do you ever think he has control of the ball. Suddenly Lum picked the ball up, neat play with Rob again put in Harrison who laid it on a plate with chips for Luke to slot home, 1-1. Aidan and Toby grew into the game both going close, Toby with a drive from the edge and Aidan a tough Buddy Holly. 44 minutes gone, don’t concede now… Rorke & Marlon tackled each-other and it was 2-1.
I channelled my inner Zac Efron and galvanised the Wildcats at HT and we flew out of the blocks. We matched the 8s with 5 fans making the trek to Wandsworth and they were treated to a vintage second half performance. Toby took off the Teflon and looked lively, Harrison put another right back on his nightmare list & Rob had the ball on a string. With Aidan’s set piece delivery on point it was only last-ditch clearances that kept us behind. Ironically, his eventual assist coming from a short corner that Harrison then shanked into the box only for their keeper to do his best FIFA 2000 keeper impression and it was 2-2. Sinjuns did fight back but the back four of Chris (later Quinny, newly recovered), Marlon, Stevie V and myself held firm & Rorke showed great character to come back strongly in the 2nd half. Despite a late barrage of corners there was to be no fairy tale winner and honours finished even. Still in the Champions League spots and another point from a losing position.
MoM – Rob, deadly in the tackle and a puppet master pulling the strings with the ball.
WIG – Clemo, now I know how Thommo feels, disgusting decision.
Squad – Rorke – Clemo – Marlon – Stevie V – Chris – Quinny – Lum – Rob – Toby – Aidan – Samie – Harrison – Luke
Old Meadonians V – No Game
Old Meadonians VI 3-4 Witan II
On a not so wintry day, the mighty meads descended on Barn Elms Playing Grounds to play a side with the reputation of being the best side in the league.
The talk in the build up leading up to this game was who is going to deal with Witan’s Behemoth Striker who had caused so many issues in the game 2 weeks back. This job, it was decided, would fall to the Gaffer Alfie.
After Smithy cleared the 100+ Geese from the pitch (no social distancing in play here), the game started and we started well, playing with authority and style and looked assured apart from a ropy moment where they got in behind forcing a smart save from Sir Gribbler.
For all our good work we went behind when from a corner, they struck a 25 yard volley into the top left corner, unsavable and against the run of play. 1-0 Witan.
The response was assured and effective when TK broke the offside side trap to get himself one on one with the keeper. He calmly slotted the ball passed the keeper to bring Meads back level. 1-1.
We were then undone when the second ball from a floated free kick was squared back across for an unmarked but decidedly off side player to put them ahead again. 2-1 Witan.
Meads did not give up at this point, as has been the case in recent weeks and we took the game to Witan. They didn’t like it one little bit. We had chances from Jerome who seized on a through ball from the gaffer but Jerome could only find the keepers hands. Guivin came on and provided some extra pace to get in around the back of the defence, TK had a penalty claim ignored, but they held firm. 2-1 Witan at Half Time.
The second half started and the opposition were clearly rattled. We started the second half well for the first 10, but during a ropey 15 minute spell where meads could not keep the ball, Gribbler, who shouted KEEPERS, was fooled by the ‘wind’ as the ball soared over his head and into the back of the net. 3-1 Witan.
The reaction was immediate and positive and Meads roared back into life. A quick ball out from the gaffer to the right hand side, found Jacob who put in a delightful cross which baffled the entire Witan defence. Guivin came rushing in like a steam train to put the ball into the back of the net. 3-2 Witan.
At 3-2 it was all to play for with 20 minutes or so to go. Jacob bravely blocked a hard close range strike off the line with the oppo adamant it hit his hand and Witan had a few other chances. Then the ball found its way to their giant striker, who up to this point had been having a very even battle with the gaffer, who got himself to the byline and was closed down quickly by the gaffer and Jacob. We thought the chance had gone, with the striker looking like he was about to cut the ball back to the edge of the area, but then cleverly turnt and riffled the ball into the top right of the goal. Absolutely ridiculous. 4-2 Witan and they thought it was done….
The final 15 saw us hit the bar through Guivin, an attempt to catch the keeper off his line with a free kick by Smithy and then we finally got a goal back through Smithy who’s goal was almost a carbon copy of Guivin’s earlier on. 4-3 Witan.
Their big striker then got son binned (didn’t fancy a longer battle with the gaffer) and they were hanging on by their fingernails as we sought an equaliser. Alas it did not come but a great game (probably the hardest they’ll be pushed all season) and a great account from the lads. A real end to end game, that never seemed to slow down. Play with that attitude and determination next week and we finally get our first 3 points. So many positives to take from this loss.
MoM – Jacob (Who then treated himself to Curry for the first time in his young life. His order consisting of Chicken Tikka Samala (Masala), 3 Little Triangle Things (Samosas) and several Dobbabombs (Poppadums) among others).
Moose – (by default, even after a worldly point blank save in the second half) Gribbler
Old Meadonians VII – No Report Received
Old Meadonians 8s 0 – 2 Wokinginans 8s
The team sheet:Ed Joe Ant Stan Charlie Ben L Ben W Henry Elliot Chris Mo Paulo Yusuf Andrei
Match day – 10:03 in the group chat: “Something has popped up last minute and I won’t be able to come today boys” from GK Joe. We don’t know what popped up, some say it could’ve been something to do with all the viagra he takes whilst watching Saturday morning TV, others say it could’ve been his big call up for for the Macedonian national team, we will likely never know.
With it looking like we were without a goalkeeper for an away game to Woking, things didn’t look promising, until 10:28 when Tom decided to inquire about a lift and offer his GK services, tidy.
With a GK now in the team things were looking on the up, but something was still missing… a weather report from our weatherman Nick… “weather with beautiful breeze, add seasoning to it and it’ll be a beautiful sauce of breeze, later on sunlight, tomorrow raining.” With an accurate forecast given, we were ready for the game.
With another record breaking 5 away fans (a special shout out to still injured Ben Amiet who travelled from Brighton to support) for a 14:30 kick off in Woking, the game started with still no sign of GK Tom who said he was “on his way”. Stepping in for him was Charlie Harris for the 1st half showing off his beautiful goal kicks that could’ve made anyone believe his eyes were looking in different directions or saw a plane last minute and decided to go for that. Excellent stint in goal for an outfield player though, supported well by a strong back line, only conceding one goal in the first half.
After a series of decisions going against Meads and Weekes picking up a yellow card for asking a question, we quickly realised we would have to be clean through and away from the opposition whilst being a country mile onside to be within a chance of scoring.
The second half kicked off, this time Elliot taking the gloves in goal. Once again, the game was stopped a number of times with more drama than on an episode of Jeremy Kyle. Shouts by Meads for handballs and fouls in the box were denied and play went on. Elliot made some good saves in goal whilst managing to eat a bag of ready salted crisps in between supplied by Amiet (I hear they were passionately fed to him)… 20 mins in to the 2nd half the ball came crawling across goal arguably going wide, Andrei was there to make sure and score an OG, unlucky -WIG. 2-0. Chances were plenty in the late second half, with Bridle causing havoc along their defensive line from flick on headers, Meads just weren’t quick enough to react. In the last 10 mins, a beautiful ball from Yusuf to Weekes and crossed in to set up Ant in the middle, goal! Given offside, it wouldn’t count. After that the game ended as a disappointing 2-0. Rumour has it GK Tom is still “on his way” to the game.
MoM – StanWiG – Andrei
Old Meadonians Vets – No Report Received