Showing posts with label Brakes. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Brakes. Show all posts

Sunday, February 19, 2006

Cup Victories

Leamington FC don't have a boing equivalent but they did win a League Cup penalty shoot out yesterday to get to the semi-finals.

My new hero is recent signing Andy Crabtree who organised his defence with a non-stop two hour rant and scored from the spot.

Richard Adams, star striker quite rightly targetted by better clubs, had a shocker. We may yet keep him.

The referee was about to book the Coalville left back after a terrible foul. We encouraged him to get up to take his punishment and stop feigning injury, but were content to see him carried off with a suspected broken leg instead. Ooops.

There is always panic in the ranks at the New Windmill Ground when a stretcher is required. The four bearers didn't have matching paramedic outfits but consisted of two stewards, a guy in a black tracksuit from Leamington Juniors and a feller in a nightmarish mustard jacket only preferred by local TV presenters nearing retirement and called to open a new shopping centre.

1-1 at full time
2-2 after extra time
5-4 on penalties

Good game.

Tuesday, January 24, 2006

Footie Stuff

Whilst losing in the FA Vase on Saturday (Leamington 2 Wimborne 3) was a bit sad, although not as entertaining as the own goal with which the Baggies self-destructed against Sunderland, it is always nice to see that an opponent's match report is fair and represents the same game as you went to. Well done Wimborne's web-writer. I agree. Went to the same game as you and you deserved to win.

Back to that own goal. West Brom's miracle season last year (staying up with 34 points) turned round with a 1-1 draw at Man City who had 14 shots on target and scored 1 goal; we had no (nil, none, 0, not a one) shots on target and scored 1 goal thanks to Richard Dunn accidentally diverting a huge hoof upfield into his own goal past the as-ever hapless David James. Season picked up from there with the realisation that you don't have to be that good to scrape a point, just lucky.

On Saturday, in what looked an even game on the tele, le Tallec was through for Sunderland being jostled by Steve Watson. Steve Watson gives good jostle. Paul Robinson, who never jostles if he can steam-roller and who the fans love because, as the boing boing web-site puts it he, '...plays like we'd play if we pulled a blue and white striped shirt over our heads,' charged back and got his foot to the ball and pushed it out for a corner except it hit Steve Watson and crept over the line. Newspapers talking about le Tallec's deflected shot were at the wrong game. He lost the ball into the goal.

Robbo and Watson sat side by side with the joint dejection that only footballers know on a day when the football gods have decreed you will lose whatever. Baggies remain 16th and are one of five poor sides in the bottom five. Gonna be another tight one.