The village veterans returned to action on Sunday with a fixture against last years runners up Severnside. With last weeks fixture postponed due to 13 unavailable( or was it the wrong 13 available?) the villagers lined up with a couple of old faces missing
Out…59 year old Paul Bartley finally consigning the boots to the bonfire.
Out.. Moaning midfield maestro mike Airs, retiring due to running out of subjects to whinge about.
Out… Yardie, refusing to play a fixture that clashed with sunday dinner.
Out.. Ben Bennett, mystery fetlock injury.
Supremo Eddie young promised new faces so in came little stoke stalwart Matt Burnard, a new face ‘Griff’ and err.. Boris!
The action started in typical fashion, slow and ponderous with the village creating some good chances before inevitably conceding to Severnsides first real attempt, a nip and tuck tussle ensued before the vets got their reward with ‘big’ Martin setting up stinky who surprisingly finished in some style.
The second half started in much the same way as the first with remarkably similar results as severnside scored after being on the back foot, the village then contrived to give away 3 ludicrous goals with Cooper palming a shot going comfortably wide into his own net being the pick.
So 5-1 down and all to play for the vets get a pen, with nobody seemingly eager to take it ‘big’ Martin trundled over from the sideline to take the kick, he may as well of not bothered as his inept effort was easily saved by the keeper who appeared to throw his cap on it before slowly falling on the ball. ” I didn’t expect him to dive” was the slightly incredulous excuse from the vintage hitman.
All was not lost though as griff rifled a shot into the bottom corner and ‘big’ Martin made amends by chipping the keeper from all of 35 yards. Inbetween goals the Gifford rattled the woodwork 3 times with one thunderous effort from griff shaking the bar for a good two minutes with the keeper cowering on the floor!
With time running out griff smashed another screamer past the hapless keeper to make it 5-4 but too little to late and and it was all over.
Over several pints of bostons old thumper,Vets supremo Eddie young pronounced himself well pleased with the performance although he may have words with griff about his scoring exploits as “we don’t do that sort of thing up the village”
Man of the match Paul long with his curious tomato coloured head
