WPH 2-1 GLS
Won in the very last second.
I was a bit concerned coming into this game, as the opposition have handed out some spanking in previous weeks. 11-0 against Ryde district, poor buggers. Fortuntely they were only playing with eleven against our fourteen.
It was a pretty even matched first half, until fairly late on they made a break down the wing to goal, and while chasing I somehow brought their forward down. I don’t think it was disputable, it deserved a penalty, but he certainly made a meal out of his theatrics.
So 1-0 at half time, we were a bit down. The second half started a little better, and they eventually lost 2 players to injury. Do we need any more of an invitation? James S scored a cracker, proving himself to be a very versatile player, both in defence and attack. I think we had some of the better play, but they were very dangerous on the counter attak, while we slept at the back. They had a goal disallowed for offside, and as the final minutes drew, we were really pushing for the winner.
In the dying seconds DaiChi released a precise ball to me inside the six-yard box, and cutting the very same player who danced for a penalty in the second half, I was brutally cut down by another of their players. Dan Fisher stepped up and smashed the penatly home as the ref blew the final whistle.
Suppose I should feel a bit sorry for them, but as they say, ‘That’s Soccer’. So long as we win. 
The next day: I’m a bloody wreck, my knee is swollen with a massive bruise, and my ankle hurts like buggery. Things you overlook when pumped with adrenaline.
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