The problem with the righteous Elite has always been the tendency to start all the Hollywood stuff, instead of driving home our advantage. It has cost us dear before, and last night it nearly did again. This time is wasn't due to us trying to emulate Brazil, more down to the oppressive heat, and a massive lack of fitness. But hold firm we did, and JMF were left near tears as the bell sounded as the searched in vain for an equaliser. Thrice they came back from a three goal plus deficit, and even drew level, yet time and again the boys in white found that extra little in the tank to pull clear once more. Jamon wailed that they were robbed, as he always does, but the fact remains that after six months of toil and tears, the scores are back to all square. The shirt lifters may cry about the injuries to two of their stalwarts, but time and again we have provided them adequate cover, so that excuse just won't wash.
JMF- Crespo, Big Phil, King dave, Luklear War and Jamon
EURO E- Euro Bri, Clogs, The Mercenary, Shouty and Two Scoops
2010 Season
JMF wins - 12
Euro Elite - 12
Draws - 0
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