Cup Final 2

Let's not beat about the bush. We lost.

But we didn't lose emphatically. On paper, we should have been thrashed but we more than held our own, against a team that didn't really have a lot to throw at us. They were just playing a Peter Crouch lookalike up front and getting him to hold it up for their left winger, (who was like Ryan Giggs in his heyday!) We marked him out the game though, so they didn't have a lot else.

I'm blabbering, because quite frankly, the best bits are from after the game. The game itself was very even, and we were maybe slightly unlucky to not get more out of it. The goal was a good finish, not a lot I could do about it, and despite a comical slip by myself in the 2nd half, that drew a lot of sarcastic cheering from the strong crowd and NEARLY gifting a 2nd goal to Kempston, I had a safe enough game. Didn't have a lot to do to be honest. To be fair, I wasn't wholly concentrated on the game, because Mr Brown and CC were behind my goal creating nuisance!

So, we lost 1-0, and after all the formalities, we went into the bar until around midnight. I spent most of the time talking to the referee for the evening about this, that and the other, re-living crazy memories from the UCL days and after being kicked out at about 11:45, we went home.

Well, I did. Everyone else from the squad, (bar a couple), went out on the town, and yes, that does involve Father Mitten. I wasn't feeling quite up to it, as I have been ill and I do have a match to referee later, and was slightly more reserved in being told that there might be trouble... Cheers mate! However, about 15 minutes ago, I hear that Father Mitten is, "finished" and "well drunk". I fear a role reversal from last year...

To be honest, there's not a lot more else to say. The game was played in a fantastic manner, (I don't think there was a single card shown!), and MOST people were happy enough after the game. You have to be a good loser aswell as a good winner, and like I said yesterday, I would be pleased, whatever the result, unless I had a mare. And I certainly didn't have one of those!

Bring on tomorrow, which I am just not thinking about to be honest. Apparently, as I found out tonight, the last time these 2 teams met there was a 21-man brawl, so should be all cosy! I should go to sleep... But I honestly think I may get a call asking to be a taxi...

Stay awake it is then.