Newsletter w/c 24.01.2022
- 24th January 2022
Fixtures for Saturday29th and Sunday 30th January 2022
|Venue / Referee
|London Welsh 2s
|Away / Gunnersbury Park Sports Hub, Pope’s Lane, London, W3 8LQ
|League – 2 South
|Wandsworth Borough 4s
|Away / Richardson Evans Memorial Ground, Roehampton Vale, SW15 3PQ
|League – 4 South
|Home / Chiswick Pavilion / Referee: Malcolm Edwards
|LOB Minor South Cup – Semi Final
|Sinjuns Grammarians 5s
|Home / Chiswick School / Referee: Jason Fox
|League – 7 South
|Away / Reigate Priory Playing Fields, Bell Street, Reigate, Surrey, RH2 7AQ
|League – 8 South
|FC Shebu Stars
|Home / Riverside Lands Pitch 1 / Referee: Paul Glover
|SAL Vets Cup – Quarter Final
Jose Da Cruz
Old Sedcopians 1s 3-4 Old Meadonians 2s
Loons, loons, loons! What do we say here? Seven goals on the world’s first 0G artificial pitch…
Not sure what’s worse, play the worst match of my life, get injured, score an own goal or be made to relive it all through this match report (and I don’t even call Reidy and Lloyd a pair of c*nts every two seconds like everyone else does…) Anyway, this is what happened….
We near enough immediately went 1 – 0 down to a soft goal because the Meads like to make things interesting for no apparent reason (albeit it does make life more fun…) Dan Wilson remembered he was late for his 2pm Royal Blackheath tee time so chose to break his own toe for a swift Irish exit and gift Seds an opener at the same time.
Unfortunately, Wilson’s departure meant David ‘Big Virgil van Dijk’ Maclean came on and just ran the show for the remainder of the game (for the opposition). Fortunately, Andy Reid in at centre back was up like a salmon numerous times with his Terry Butcher like performance.
Meads began to grow into the game, creating good chances. Phil ‘Andy Robertson’ McNicholas and Medish were looking vee lively on the left flank with a few dangerous mazy runs. The boys played some good stuff to get ourselves back into the lead 2 – 1 (both tidy finishes from Medish – sorry mate, greater detail has escaped me), however Meads immediately remembered our right fetish for conceding bizarrely soft goals to let teams straight back into the game unnecessarily. 2 – 2.
The match was pretty end to end without either team showing significant control, however at one point Nick Wilson (a right effort clarifying all these Wilsons btw) turned into Dennis Bergkamp, delightfully plucking the ball out the air but unfortunately the finishing was just not going our way on this occasion. It seemed like 95% of the opposition’s team was playing left wing (ignoring the fact they had two no. 11s) and their keeper was treating the match as a long drive contest. Fortunately Jack Sanders had them all in his back pocket easy enough (even if his judging of the bounce was somewhat off at times…)
In the second half however our midfield 3 (Jack, Dan, Owen) began to get a real grip of the game ensuring the Meads were well on top. Jack Book bagged, finishing off a well worked move to make it 3 – 2, and Nick Wilson followed up with another goal not too long after (4 – 2). Not too sure why I can’t really remember any details of our goals, but just glad to see us notching.
Mr Book (ironically named given he was fouled 85485238542524 times but never saw an opponent enter the ref’s book) continued to take a good kicking after the oppo grew frustrated with his tireless running. Kenna’s link-up play continued to work well, but he took his switch from K9 to K10 far too literally when he squared it to Wilson from inside the 6 yard box rather than shooting himself. With just two goals to his name this season (and none from open play) Kenna clearly has his sights on the assists charts instead but to be fair to him, he did lay our first two on a tee for Medish.
We had already scored 4 so far, so we can give the strikers a break. Especially considering my events just after… If you’re going to score an own goal, you may as well style it out with a back spin header into the top right bins (4 – 3). Fair to say Si’s solid performance did not warrant conceding 3 soft goals, however judging by how swiftly his pints were going down in the pub afterwards, I’m not sure he was overly bothered (legend).
Bunty came on with a Gandalf ‘you shall not pass’ attitude and helped hold off several prime Tony-Pulis-cold-Tuesday-night-in-Stoke attacks from Sedcopians.
Most importantly the mighty Meads took the 3 points and now the Loons are 7 points clear at the top. 3 finals to win if they want to secure silverware and achieve managerial redemption for Andy Reid, who aims to keep his widely touted ‘Scouse not English’ number 2 in his place (for now).