[Keeper]

I suppose I wasn’t clear enough at the time. Perhaps I should’ve yelled, “he flails about and lashes out like girl with his cleats up at opponent’s ankles”, but I thought people would’ve understood what I meant when I followed it up with “fcuking piece of sh!t”. I don't think the retired couples in their back patio were happy about what they were hearing.

You could pretty much tell it was going to be a long game for the Knights when CIC laser-beamed the ball to the top left corner from 8 yards at full tilt. Yikes; what finish. Likewise, how he managed to keep the ball under control on that cow pasture and pick the bottom far corner (rather, banking it in off the far post), I’ll never know. That field was just as bad as I had been warned.

It is a bit frustrating in a game like that when the average age difference between the two teams is a dozen or so years. We had one player in his twenties. Club I had their starting lineup (or so it seemed). As a result, it became a bit frustrating to be giving up chance after chance inside our own 18, while every shot we came up with was beyond the 30.

Nothing so frustrating, though, as the ref. I don’t know what he was watching, since I would’ve made some pretty clear calls against myself. I can only assume he didn’t call me for obstruction outside the box because he thought it was an easy goal. And I still can’t understand why he gave me a free kick for laying my shoulder into someone’s chops. Got a yellow for using the Lord’s name in vain, though; however it didn’t seem in vain at the time, since the guy was easily 5-10 yards offside.

On the bright side, the pints tasted as good as ever. And isn’t that what it’s really all about?