Sunday 30th June 2013, Fairlea West Oval Clifton Hill
Galvanised we then built - Mark bustling down the right while Rand and Lars started reconnecting to great effect.
The pressure told. A great ball found Rand on the edge of the six yard box. Trap, turn, shimmy, fake, goal - classic.
After that end to end stuff. Ricky repelling all challenges down the right while Klotzy's patience was severely tested as he was flattened after making a great clearing header.
Two hand balls in either box were waved away. Robust challenges were waved away - was like an Eighties English derby.
Looked like 1-1 at the break until another hopeful hoof up the middle saw Clifton Hill just elude Kostas as he couldn't quite get enough on it to stop them going 2-1 up at the break.
Second half, renewed vigor, an actual formation - Simon you would have been proud.
All CPR - courtesy of Ant who was playing man on man with their creative number 11 which left them bereft of ideas.
Having already hit the highlight reel Rand did it again. Won the ball, looked for a through ball, nothing on, looked at the new goalie and floated the ball into the top left from 25 yards, 2-2
With all the momentum the Hilliers started to get a bit punchy and picked up a couple of yellows. With pressure building Lars caught the centre back trying to be a bit cute, stole the ball, turned inside and slotted past the keeper, 3-2
With a bit of luck Neil, Lars, Mark and Ricky might all have grabbed another.
With the clock ticking away Clifton Hill threw everything forward. Ricky and me tagged their feisty right winger, Karl and Klotzy shut down the elusive George on the left while Rand and Neil mopped up the middle.
As we seemed to have cleared our lines yet again the ball ricocheted to their number 11 who hit through a crowd of players and somehow it ended up in the net 3-3
Both teams could have won it but a cracking game ended up a draw. Great effort by all, 13 goals in three games, solid at the back and really starting to knit together in midfield.
Simon still unbeaten.
Clifton Hill 3 - Central Park 3
Rangers junk time heartache
Beautiful sunshine at what proved to be the wrong ground, race around the suburbs to find the right pitch, no club rooms and toilets locked. Masters football at its best.
With all the ground shenanigans we were struggling to get a starting eleven as Klotzy battled his GPS on the Chandler Highway and Wayne was seeing how the Renault would go cross country.
As luck would have it Club stalwart Mike Burnside gave Rand a lift and much to his surprise found himself booted and on the pitch for kick off.
Clifton Hill having had a warm up and time to work out where they were playing. Think we had a 4-6 formation but was hard to tell.
Spent the first stanza defending but gradually got into gear after some great last ditch efforts from Klotzy, Wayne and Neil. Lars and Mark both tested the keeper before a long bomb Vinnie Jones would have loved somehow got over the top and Clifton Hill opened the scoring.
With all the ground shenanigans we were struggling to get a starting eleven as Klotzy battled his GPS on the Chandler Highway and Wayne was seeing how the Renault would go cross country.
As luck would have it Club stalwart Mike Burnside gave Rand a lift and much to his surprise found himself booted and on the pitch for kick off.
Clifton Hill having had a warm up and time to work out where they were playing. Think we had a 4-6 formation but was hard to tell.
Spent the first stanza defending but gradually got into gear after some great last ditch efforts from Klotzy, Wayne and Neil. Lars and Mark both tested the keeper before a long bomb Vinnie Jones would have loved somehow got over the top and Clifton Hill opened the scoring.
Galvanised we then built - Mark bustling down the right while Rand and Lars started reconnecting to great effect.
The pressure told. A great ball found Rand on the edge of the six yard box. Trap, turn, shimmy, fake, goal - classic.
After that end to end stuff. Ricky repelling all challenges down the right while Klotzy's patience was severely tested as he was flattened after making a great clearing header.
Two hand balls in either box were waved away. Robust challenges were waved away - was like an Eighties English derby.
Looked like 1-1 at the break until another hopeful hoof up the middle saw Clifton Hill just elude Kostas as he couldn't quite get enough on it to stop them going 2-1 up at the break.
Second half, renewed vigor, an actual formation - Simon you would have been proud.
All CPR - courtesy of Ant who was playing man on man with their creative number 11 which left them bereft of ideas.
Having already hit the highlight reel Rand did it again. Won the ball, looked for a through ball, nothing on, looked at the new goalie and floated the ball into the top left from 25 yards, 2-2
With all the momentum the Hilliers started to get a bit punchy and picked up a couple of yellows. With pressure building Lars caught the centre back trying to be a bit cute, stole the ball, turned inside and slotted past the keeper, 3-2
With a bit of luck Neil, Lars, Mark and Ricky might all have grabbed another.
With the clock ticking away Clifton Hill threw everything forward. Ricky and me tagged their feisty right winger, Karl and Klotzy shut down the elusive George on the left while Rand and Neil mopped up the middle.
As we seemed to have cleared our lines yet again the ball ricocheted to their number 11 who hit through a crowd of players and somehow it ended up in the net 3-3
Both teams could have won it but a cracking game ended up a draw. Great effort by all, 13 goals in three games, solid at the back and really starting to knit together in midfield.
Simon still unbeaten.
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