Newsletter w/c 14.03.22
- 15th March 2022
Fixtures for Saturday 19th March 2022
|Venue / Referee
|Home / Riverside Lands Pitch 1 / Referee: Pasquale Acierno
|League – Premier Division
|Home / Chiswick Pavilion / Referee: Krandeep Singh Grewal
|League – Senior Div 2 South
|Away / Stoke Park, London Road, GU1 1TU
|League – Div 4 South
|Glyn Old Boys 3s
|Home / Chiswick School / Referee: Nathan Nicholson
|League – Div 6 South
|Old Guildfordians 2s
|Home / Riverside Lands Pitch 2
|League – Div 7 South
|Claygate Royals Vets
|Away / Esher College, Weston Green, Thames Ditton, Surrey, KT7 0JB (3G Pitch)
Jose Da Cruz
Old Meadonians 3 – 0 Fitzwilliam
Todays game was a must win for Meads to stand any chance of survival.
An early call off from Fishman who was suffering with cramps and hot flushes meant we had to shuffle the pack and try out our 534th defensive unit.
Pre match nerves took there toll on Marsh who had a tactical shit in the bushes, resulting in the wig being awarded before a ball had even been kicked.
Fitzwilliams started the game with 10 men and Meads looked to exploit this with alot of early pressure and the ball being played at a high tempo. Quick balls into Meddish, Toby and Xav were resulting in the Fitz goal being peppered and it wasn’t long until we found the break through. Another Fitzwilliam ball pumped long was quickly played out to Chris making his debut at right back.
His marauding run past several players and ball through to Xav was hit just to the side of the keeper, who’s wrist showed as much strength as Fishmans immune system and went in. With J shielding the defence and Harry and Jake pulling the strings in midfield, Meads always looked in control. Toby’s low driven corner was met just beyond the back post by the leaping salmon that is Mikey who expertly put the ball in the back of the net.
The second half started just as the first had, with Meads retaining the ball and stifling any Fitzwilliam possession. The 3rd goal which killed the game was another well worked goal from the whole team. Quick transition of the ball from defense to attack was dispatched home by Xav, who obviously took into account the two defenders on the line and decided to take all the pace off the ball and allow them both to leave it, then kick thin air as it trickled into the net.
The remainder of the game was played out in a professional manner and Meads comfortable took home all 3 points.
OMFC 3’s 5-0 Fulham Compton
‘You’re as slow as a week in prison’
A month is a long time in football, enough time for Aiden ‘City Mapper’ Sloan to forget how to read… How the turn tables. Despite warning of the rugby traffic, 8 of the matchday squad rock up late courtesy of Aiden getting on the wrong train, and not right back Jack getting stuck on said train. Trapped in a carriage of barbour jackets and suede shoes there was genuine concern that the northerner would be lost forever.
Eventually we all made it to the pavilion on a day that some would call ‘too hot’, eagerly awaiting formation news for a squad full of defenders and not much wide men. Concerned glances appeared when it was announced we’d essentially be playing a 3-6-1 or a 3-2-3-1-1 depending on where you stood on the Sean Dyche – Pep philosophy scale, but it actually worked really well. Warmups done and sufficient time for Brendan to ask Connors Mrs for a bobble to wear, and then for Connor to have a good luck snog with said Mrs, Meads lined up and started on the front foot. A long throw had Liam flick on whilst being wiped out in the air by their not a great bloke skipper, the ball deflected up and the chance was lost when Brendan decided to volley Liam’s back instead of the ball.
We made our pressure count when Jack Book played the ball forward to not right back Jack who spun their lump of a captain (a theme will develop here) and sprinted clear to finish from a tight angle. 1-0 Meads. The second goal followed soon after; Rorke launched it forward, Will flicked, not right back Jack outpaced the captain (seriously mate give yourself a yard he’s quick and you aren’t) and it’s that easy. Cries of offside fell on deaf years leading to the thick Scottish cry on the side from Bunty to shout, ‘He’s not offside you’re just as slow as a week in prison’.
Finally, Fulham got started and tested us a few times on the flanks, but we defended comfortably and Rorke swept well. One moment of self-harm aside when Liam volleyed a clearance straight into Aidan’s face from yards away drawing blood, the shouts of head injury went unheard but credit to their striker, who is clearly a qualified doctor and said play on he’s fine. Anyway, we got through to halftime 2 up but I must mention the stinking tackle on Reidy that was so late the ref missed it and gave offside against us down the pitch leaving 5 stud marks in the ankle.
I’d say 80% of the half time team talk was dedicated to keeping it tight first ten with us against the wind and them coming out fast… cue Brendan to lose the ball from kick off and Rorke to slice a goal kick for a throw in for panic stations to set in. Fulham had their best spell but against the run of play Will slid in not right back Jack who ran away from their defence (again???) and buried it for his hat-trick. Fulham had one last rally and a goal bound effort was brilliantly cleared by Bunty, somehow getting the ball from under his own bar at the road end, over the 25-foot netting and into the back garden opposite. After this we’re comfortable and the highlight reels came out. A 50-yard cross field ball from not right back Jack to right Jack back was well struck but left right back Jack under severe pressure… brings it under his spell and Cruyff turns away leaving their winger going for a food shop. The fourth goal came from the keeper spilling a cross and Will tapping in, and the fifth when the two Jacks combined again, a shot edge of the area was well cushioned by Liam on the 6-yard box to lay off Reidy to make it five. Initially the ref gave offside despite their skipper (take yourself off mate) sitting on the floor for no apparent reason just inside the by-line playing everyone on. VAR check – decision goal. The game became a bit open and in the dying embers their striker was sent through one-on-one but Rorke made an unbelievable save. I’m talking Banks against Pele levels. Special mention to Aiden losing his head with their pony tailed midfielder, pretending to be calm whilst plotting his next opportunity to hack him down.
MOTM – Not right back Jack bagging a hat-trick
WIG – Brendan for asking for a bobble from a wag, and the customary Cruyff turn on the edge of his area
Meads VIII 0 – 2 Old Sedcopians IV
It was a breezy but sunny day at the Meads potato fields. The first half started with the wind behind us, The Great Wall of Chana’s goal kicks out of the hands rocketed up into the clouds and came back down faster than a Tesla rocket, looking for that bounce over the defensive line. When you did get it on your head, it was like a one way ticket to the astral planes but felt like you’d just got two tickets.
The meads were boosted this week by Robbie Scotcher in the middle, bringing a voice and presence onto the pitch and Irod who turned up to spectate, or be a pundit but ended up being handed a Meads shirt and a cape. One of the highlights though has to be Robbie with the most aggressive apology I’ve ever seen in a Sedocpians players face, after being called a moron for a late tackle. Top quality clattering from Robbie!
Some sloppy basic mistakes happened with foul throws, hands in the back and losing markers which let us down a bit but there was nothing too severe enough to lead to a goal.
There were nice pockets of play too in the first half though, most noticeably Guivins cross to Kourtney at the back post. Another Joel Matip run by the big man from Barnsley. Some key saves from The Great Wall of Chana and Ebay Odeegard’s nutmeg and dribbling around players, (the name has been upgraded from “wish” Odeegard for being in form).
0-0 at half time.
Facing the wind was a lot more difficult, the first goal came from a corner, with help from the wind and good header. At 1-0 down, we started passing it better, attacking the right areas and opportunities came but no finish again, the same story for the last few weeks.The Great Wall of Chana made a few great saves running out to the edge of his box (one saved by his head – taken one for the team) but not even he could keep them out as our defence left one striker onside and the lofty ball over the top worked nicely for a 1 on 1. 2-0 Sedcopians.
MoM this week is shared between Guivin for the constant winning of free kicks after being chopped down more than the Amazon rainforest, and Raj for saving a shot with his face, Scott Sterling heroics there.Wig goes to all the boys that did a foul throw. Disgustang…