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Dumpsters Part Troix FC |
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Wolseley Boys |
Felix 'Pussy' Baker 2 |
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Tim 'Ferret' Preston |
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This was it the final goodbye, au revoir
Premiership, the fans didnt
deserve this. The team went into this week a deflated group of men,
severely hungover and lacking in numbers. Even the Pitch
Invasion staff were against us, 'Just thought id pre warn you, the other team might not turn up', really nice of them to let
us know in plenty of time that we had no opposition and may not even have a game,
ridiculous. Not that many of the dumpsters
wanted to be playing a competitive game, let alone be on the pitch. A friendly was quickly
arranged against the Wolseley Boys, a
team who the Dumspers had previously beaten and lost to in successive seasons.
First Half
The game kicked off and within seconds the dumpsters were 1-0 down, a flapping length managed to obscurely miss
a powerful shot from the halfway line. Seconds later and the dumpsters were back in it, a clinical finish from outside the
area from The Pussy. Despite strong defending from Spal, enthusiasm levels were at an all time low and the lads found themselves
3-1 down at half time. Quite respectable considering recent week's performances.
Second Half
The second half began, and sure enough the Dumpsters found themselves further behind, 4-1, 5-1. All of a sudden the
Dumpsters came to life again, a magical Giggs-esque weaving run from The
Length down the wing, crossing a pin point cross in for
pussy to stroke in his second of the game. Minutes later Anal Ferret, fresh from his 'stranger cock grab' routine the previous night,
fired a picture book shot into the top corner - genius. Just as the Dumpsters thought they were back in it,
Subwell, who had been
having a faultless time in net so far with a string world class saves, performed a 'Seaman' and let in the most horrendous and freakish
own goal ever witnessed. Subwell decided to reach for a shot seemingly flying miles over the goal, and
skilfully managed to redirect
the ball impossibly into the direction of the goal mouth, the less said the better about that one. Heads dropped and the
Dumpsters were
quickly punished with the final score ending 9-3.
To The Pub
At the end of the game the lads were severely dehydrated after a below average performance, and off it was to
Dixies for 5-6-7
pints of wife beater. Text book evening, bring on the championship...
DC
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