Game 11 23/6/07
SCORERS: Erik, Klish, Barker
There is a saying that goes ‘If you don’t have anything good to say, then don’t say anything at all.’
Then again, there’s another one which goes: ‘Ignorance is the last refuge of the damned.’ So, as an attempt to prevent this team from sliding down the ladder, and more importantly to start having fun again, this is a brutally honest report, with names, on our worst performance of the season.
A blitzkrieg start from the Pumas failed to put any score on the board, with Scott firing over and Klish missing a one on one. Epping hit back with what would turn out to be their trademark play. A player in space down the left firing across Gus to score. Two identical plays made our defense look like rubbish, and our forwards inability to convert up front was beginning to get embarrassing. Erik eventually slotted a goal mouth scramble, before half time brought an end to play. We knew what needed to be done, but the team just didn’t act as a unit, with Driscolls psych up speech missed by a couple of players who had already sulked back to the field.
The second half was worst than the first. Gus was routed to his goal line, and two more goals went passed him in exactly the same fashion as the first two, sandwiched in between was Klish’s goal from the top of the box. We played a shocker right around the field. Kyle air swung his way to miss a couple of clear chances, I was just ball watching in the centers, and Stjany and Lincoln were getting regularly penetrated down the wings. The final insult came when a bad call from the ref (probably his ONLY bad call in the match) saw a free from outside to box, which Gus fumbled to give Epping their fifth. A late consolation penalty taken by Powell was finished off by Barker, and the whistle blew to signal an end to the match. You’ll notice I haven’t said a single positive thing about anyone as I usually try to do, because that’s the type of game it was. We deserved to lose, and now we’re in a dogfight to make the finals.
Man of the Match: Their forward hat trick hero. Why change what’s working? Three identical goals buried us.

Erik Maasepp.