The Tasmanian Child Catcher also turned out for the Euro boys, wearing a rather worrying sleeveless t-shirt, that made look more like a cruising rent boy than a footballer. But enough of the fashion, what about the footie? Well it may have been the decidedly dodgy apparel, but I would like to think it was the dynamic passing game of the Euro Elite that decimated the MoFo. After the opening 10 minutes, the boys in white had Blitzed their way to a handsome lead, that although narrowed, was never really put under any serious threat. Of course this brought the dark side of our opponents out, and there was much arguing and skull duggery, befoire they just decided to fall out with each other instead. A handsome victory achieved with some dodgy clothing.
Dolphin and Octopus??
Dolphin and the octopus, swimming in the sea. F-I-S-H-I-N-G. First came a ball then came a shot. Then came Dolphinpuss stuck in a net. To be fair they both put in a shift, albeit on the fringes of legality. Crespo once again felt the full force of the Dolphins flippers of steel, and I was nearly flung clean out of the hall via Big Phils powerful tentacles. But their marine antics were all in vain...
Moment of Match
A hard one to choose. The Tasmanian Child Catcher took one in the balls, which is always funny, and there was his moment of goal keeping madness. Big Phil fired a beauty past Kev, and Shouty's purple boots pummeled one past Dead Eye. Oh what the Hell, I'll give it to the Octopus.
JMF- Dead Eye, Luklear War, Jamon, Woody Wood Boy and Big Phil the Octopus
EURO E- Euro Bri, Child Catcher, Clogs, Shouty and Crespo
2011 Season
JMF wins - 18
Euro Elite - 16
Draws - 5
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