Normally, I would expertly plan out what I write; conceive, revise and perfect my jokes; wiki double meanings; and keep my head glued to news channels for the latest topical guff. Instead I'm going to totally free-wheel this entry, literally making it up as I type, as we begin the countdown to The Molly Maguires greatest moment in their sporting history - a real live national tournament. All references to our employer and company will be excised to prevent any possible sacking, suffice to say I love my job, and my employer is a benevolent (see, not even going to check my spelling) overlord.
With Matt finally making copies of the itinery available, The Molly Maguires have been assigned to Group A, with the following first round fixtures:
10:30 vs. Sporting Abeergut (pitch 2)
11:15 vs. KP's Nuts (pitch 1)
12:00 vs. Semifinalists FC (pitch 2)
Depending on our standing after these group games, we either continue in the Tournament or go into the Shield:
Shield (for the bottom two teams):
13:45 vs. Group E team (pitch 1/2) Round 1
15:30 vs. ??? (pitch 1/2) Round 2
16:45 vs. ??? (pitch 5/6) QF
17:30 vs ??? (pitch 1/2) SF
18:00 vs. ??? (pitch 1) Final
Tournament:
14:30 vs. Group E team (pitch 1/2) Round 2
16:00 vs. ??? (pitch 1/2) Round 3
16:45 vs. ??? (pitch 1/2) QF
17:30 vs. ??? (pitch 3/4) SF
18:15 vs. ??? (pitch 4) Final
Anyone who's seen our team play, or worse still, actually played in it, will have little fear about needing to set Sky+ for any tv programme after 4pm, allowing time for the dejected drive home in a dodgy minibus.
Whilst Matt has done a primo job getting our team registered for this tournament, and secured funding for shirts, and entry fee, there is still this organisational chaos that prevades our preparations. And whilst Steve may fret about ensuring we all wear the same coloured socks, and Matt can't actually be bothered to check the package of shirts that arrived at the office, is indeed the blue shirts, with white flash, and not some bondage gear (Dodgeball reference, movie fans), some of us continue to be worried about a sense of football being the real failure.
Our last game highlighted our frailties once more - the main central problem, of which we are all guilty, is our lack of disciplined positional sense. Following the ball around with disregard for the opposition around us; our quite baffling attempts at shooting, whentheir defenders were right in front of us, our lack of tackling (seriously, if Steve needs to shout "Why are we not getting at 'em?" one more time, and therefore it follows, I have to hear him shout it, then I will conceivably top myself), our lack of picking up properly.
Hopefully a bigger pitch will give us a better discipline not to run around stupidly, to make telling passes count, and to operate in a better team spirit, because at the moment it feels like every posey bastard for themselves.
Still, can't wait.
1 comment:
Shirts look good unfortunately I cannot make it due to domestic circumstances. Gareth can't drive and he plays Mondays, Thursday training until 8.00p.m later kick offs and he and Jason could play for the Mollies despite being left out of the London squad,he is also playing Saturdays and may be on Sundays.I hope you do well in the competition and look forward to seeing you all at the later matches at Goals.Take care Don
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