Well, what a game that was. Not only a superlative victory over Old Salesians but we were entertained by an early display of fireworks too as Peevie B erupted (again) in the closing minutes, ripped his shirt off and harumphed off the pitch breathing fire and brimstone. If it happened in America, they’d have declared him a National Park by now. What a geyser!
The Kenchels can now list origami as one of their many skills given the way we folded against the Japanese today. Just one week after a painful 11-1 drubbing at the hands of British Airways, we found ourselves struggling to keep the young Samurais (average age four-and-a-half) from making sashimi out of us.
You have to get up early to beat a team of posties – and when their home ground is in Croydon, you have to get up even earlier.
While the ‘Chels had managed to get out the door early enough we didn’t actually wake up until the second half – a common feature of recent games.
Thus [...]
By Neil ‘Wurzel’ Andrews
As I pulled my muck-spreader up outside the boss’s office after an absence of three years, there was a little bit of me still wondering how the turnips were getting on. I needn’t have worried – they hadn’t changed a bit!
Newbod opened the door and immediately forgot who he was, why [...]