Match Report – O35.1W – 02/06/2019
Match Report – O35.1W – Game Date: 02/06/2019
BMFC O35.1W: 4
Richmond Ex-Servicemens SC: 0
BMFC Goal Scorers: Skinner (2), Rusty, Felts
Player of the Match: Twelve of the bravest men you’ll ever meet
Match Report: After the complete mess the governing bodies made of staging the Europa League final in Baku it was hoped they had learnt their lesson. Alas, however, with the scheduling of the heroes in Whites next game only hours after a beer festival, it is clear that they have not.
Due to injuries and visa problems the chartered flight to the backwaters of NSW was lightly occupied. 12 brave souls stepped out onto the tarmac at the RAAF base, greeting by a throng of fans who up until now had only seen their heroes on the tv.
The line up revealed one very noticeable change to the most in form team in the competition, with player/coach Dre deciding that he was a bit cold and so wanted to wear the gloves and Bruce Grobbelaar pants to keep warm, confidence was high.
After an early pitch inspection Andy decided it wasn’t up to standard so set off to Knapsack to warm up, he made it back just in time for kickoff, which was lucky as he was one of only 3 “fit” players available.
The game seemed to start at a frantic pace and it appeared the opposition had 30 players on the field and playing with 5 balls, but that could have just been me.
As to be expected from a team full of dynamic, creative individuals, the chances soon began to flow for the Whites. Everyone was keen to get a sighter on goal, but as seems to be the case when teams play the Whites, Henry the Octopus had turned out for them in goals.
Just when it seemed it was going to be one of those days, the ball fell to Skinner in the box and with a quick spin and shot it was 1-0 to the Whites. The Sixpence he turned on is still laying on the ground. Going from the sublime to horrible he then proceeded to miss possibly the easiest chance he will ever get, what a waste of money indeed.
The only real threat to the Whites goal in the first half was cleaned up by the combination of Dre and Ads using what seemed to be a ancient mating dance from Uruguay, leaving Dre with two new dimples on his forehead. He has always been a tea man over coffee.
Halftime had the massage tables full and the physios working overtime to try and get 11 players back out for the second half. The next 45mins was going to need a Herculean effort. The Spartans had their 300, Blue Mountains had this lot.
Spurred on by their vocal fans, the home team started the strongest in the second half. The defensive line of Dirty, G, Macca and Andy were holding strong and Dre was only really troubled once with a fine low save.
Whites fans nerves were settled not long after when Ghost and Skinner combined better than Patrick Swayze and Demi Moore at the potters wheel to create something beautiful.
2-0 to the Whites
Rod was trying everything to get on the scoresheet, always in good positions, wearing the toe out of his boots. Anth and Rusty spent the entire half as if they were competing for the WWE Tag Team Championship, doing everything to make sure the full 11 players stayed on the pitch.
The game was put to bed when Rusty Beckham stepped up from what will surely be 40yards by the end of the season to curl in an absolute screamer.
3-0 to the Whites
G, feeling a bit charitable, decided he was being left behind in the fines and found a way to pick up a booking from nowhere, then tried to hide it, hoping everyone was too busy watching some animal cruelty.
With 10mins to go Felts had finally come down from the high of Spurs “Putting the pressure on” (DVD available soon) to brilliantly head home at the far post from an absolute peach of a cross from Ads. The quality of the cross led to Ads to immediately sub himself off as he knew it wasn’t going to get any better than that.
And so the game finished 4-0 to the Whites in what Gary Neville described as “a season defining 3 points.” As players come back to full fitness, or stop being soft, this is a team that no one will want to play in the semis.