Did we deserve it? Well the truth is that we didn’t really but Potters Bar were even worse than us and I don’t think they deserved a win either. Certainly not a two-nil win. Life probably doesn’t get much worse for a football team; crap ground, no fans and very little in the way of football on the pitch.
But excuses over, we were very poor today. Some wag standing near me suggested that a lot of the team had been out on the pi$$ last night and were much the worse for wear today. I don’t know if that is true or not, but I have to admit, it did look like it from where I was standing. Poor positional play, dreadful first time control, woeful passing and a general feeling of not wanting to get involved. This looked like the lambs of a few months ago, not the lions who have been rampaging for the past dozen games.
We were two-nil down and on the one hand Potters Bar were flattered by that score line, by the same token, we were lucky to have nil. Then it all happened. First we pulled one back and it seemed to light the blue touchpaper. Canvey suddenly became explosive. Every ball was chased, every tackle was won and the hangover was temporarily forgotten. We were on fire and the second goal was a mere formality. In fact, a third winner was on the cards and we almost had it when a goal line scramble saw the ball handled off the line by the PB’s No 4 (at least it was seen by the dozen of us behind the goal, but not by the referee who was too busy stroking his guide-dog at the time).
In a way it may be right that we didn’t get a winner as, in truth, we didn’t really deserve it.
Man of the Match? Nobody. Woman of the Match? Easy. The woman on the burger bar who, with a queue of 8 people was completely out of her depth. The she heard the drums and chants of 50 Yellow Army marching into the ground.
“What the [****!!****] is that?” she exclaimed.
“That’s the Yellow Army,” says I, “and they’ll be ever so hungry.”
The reply would have made Gordon Ramsey blush.
One point, a decent burger and a free Santa hat. Not a bad build up to the big one on Boxing Day.