U15/2 Match Report – 9 June 2018

Today’s game is Andrew’s story.


It’s a dramatic story of biblical proportions with an ending that will make you cry. I must admit…I think I teared up. Outnumbered on a long weekend…Ravens made our weekend just that bit longer. Nine playing like 13. Our full backs seemed under fire - the Freyanator was running on one cylinder, Super Min must have had a kryptonite smoothie for breakfast and Shresth got out of bed in time for the game this week, but I was I’m not totally convinced he was awake yet. The indomitable and undominatable Kodai never faulted but still it was Andrew who constantly came to the rescue - throwing himself selflessly on the grenades tossed forward by the Ravens whirlwind.


Andrew’s story was a real page turner - and the chapters were short…with little solace being offered from the midfield which went into panic mode - Ayush pressing forward without much luck and without the ball. Harrison and Dylan toiling hard - but we all forgot our advantage was out wide where we had the numbers. Our goal came from Ayush at the end of a scramble and summed up the game. We had the numerical advantage but not the run of play.


In the second half Baxter pushed up on the right and we looked a much better team, but Ravens soon cashed in their chips and got one back. This seemed to wake us up and we started to dominate. Andrew only had to make three or four blinding saves with his go-go gadget extendable arms and Iron man strength. Will despite missing the entire field with no less than six corner kicks, found the back of the net after Brother Baxter did all the hard work and set it up on a plate. Thanks Bro’. Luckless (and at times lacklustre) Lachlan then toed a left foot home to give us a seemingly unbeatable two goal cushion. “Seemingly" because a momentary defensive lapse had Andrew slipping in the mud to find himself caught short and the Ravens got one back.


We then went into full Keystone Cops mode and with literally the last kick of the game - a big up and under bounced over the hapless keeper who was left flailing like a drowning man, a matter of a nail width between rejoicing and rejection. Not since Rogue One has a sadder tale been told and left the audience feeling more conflicted. Andrew’s story is all the more heroic for how fragile the sad ending proved our goalmouth to be. Andrew made us look rock solid, but our house was built on sand. Washed away in the wet conditions. One again we proved to ourselves we are good enough to be champions… if the games were five minutes shorter.

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