Dear reader, please picture the scene, it's a cold, very wet evening. Winter still has a grip, and ordinary decent folk would want to be back at home with their loving families. But having given their oath of allegiance to the team, loyalty to the cause wins out.

 

        Player 1 - 'Whose the opposition this week then?'

 

        Player 2 - 'Tasmanian Devils.'

 

        Player 1 - 'Aren't they top of the league?'

 

        Player 2 - 'Sure are, and play sparkling football to boot.'

 

        Player 1 - 'Didn't they beat us on Cup competition night?'

 

        Player 2 - 'Sure did, they played very well that night.'

 

        Player 1 - 'In that case we'll need the full team turning out to-nght, or it's going to be amassaca'

 

        Player 2 - 'We've got six.' 

 

        Player 1 - 'Whose not turning out and I hope they've got a better excuse than say a jolly to Europe?'

 

        Player 2 - 'Funny thing that, no James, no Andy and no Mark. Allegedly gone snorting white powder, or skiing. It's very important team build management thing apparently, and every one's doing it.'

 

        Player 1 - 'But it's their *#^%ing team!!!!'  

We take our positions, no subs, unlike the Tasmanian Devils who have the luxury of one and are able to rotate their players. The area of play is fairly middle of the park in the early stages, but the first goal of the evening comes from the left foot of Bob Williams, a fiercely struck shot, hit on the run that hits the inside of the right hand post and rebounds behind the keeper into the left hand side goal netting. 

Following on fairly quickly, our second comes from Adam Dow, who places a nicely struck shot to the left of the keeper. It's 2 - 0. What a great start. What a great team. All we need to do is keep it simple and the win is ours.

Second half, right from the restart, the Tasmanian Devils score with an individual effort that removes the two goal cushion. Fairly soon after that though David Dodd on a solo run brilliantly blasts the ball high into their net and it's 3 - 1.

We now see the sort of play that have take the Devils to the top of league. It's defending time for DSW. Pressure from the Devils is relentless, and DSW find it difficult to link up to build any sort attack. Apart from occasional long balls the play is basically in DSW's half, with Neil and Richard continually spoiling attacks. The long shots are dealt with by Paul or simple not on target.

But the Devils score, it's 3 - 2, and they have the confidence to carry on and take the points. 

The Referee is constantly being asked 'How long?', but DSW hold out for the full time whistle. Top result all round. Andy, James and Mark will be chuffed!!!!