The final game

Sadly this was my eldest daughters last league match with the boys, as the FA rules mean that next season she will be too old to play with them. Again she played her heart out, and she had quite a few good touches and passes too. She hit the post late on, which was a real shame as a goal would be deserved.
She will really miss them next season, and they will miss her. She has improved immensely, and we and her coaches are extremely proud of her.
The game was a 3-1 loss, but it was a good game and a fair result.

Pig Roast and Bonfire

After a busy week and a disappointing 6-1 loss at the Saturday football in the morning , it was good to go the Manor Farm in the afternoon for a get together, games, a pig roast and a fire with the 8-13s.
It was good to catch up with friends, meet their children and enjoy the food.
A match was sufficient to start the fire on a single piece of paper. In just a couple on minutes the whole pile of pallets, and garden waste was blazing away.- a reminder of James 3 v 5 -Behold, how great a matter a little fire kindleth!

The Half Day of Two Games

It is Saturday again so the morning is football.

Match 1.
My boys team recorded a good 9-0 win in the first round of the cup. Particularly pleasing as he was in goal. The first choice was away, the second ill, but he bravely stepped up to the plate. Two impressive saves, one from a deflection showed a performance that couldn't have been justified from the warm up! Well done

Match 2.
My eldest girls team away to the top of the league, and they got hammered 10-1. The scoreline was justified. Once again she ran her self to a stand still, and was justly voted her teams best player by the parents. Come on boys please put some effort in too.

A well deserved win

It was a pleasure to watch my daughter play this cold morning. After the kick off had been delayed to allow the pitch to thaw out, the first half was disappointing. Losing an early goal within minutes - was just the start of a very ordinary first half which finished 2-2
With the coach changing the formation in the second half, my daughter was placed in centre midfield where she ran her heart out, putting many of the boys to shame. Tackling and chasing, at the same time she was controlled and measured in possession and incisive with her passing.The final score was a 6-2 win. It was a shame she was unable to cap it all with a goal, narrowly shooting wide with her left foot.
Never mind Dad was really proud of you.