UMIST 1 - Bowdon Killer Bee's 2

A very enjoyable game with some great hockey in the first half from the Bees. UMIST were all nursing serious hangovers (which is quite right too, otherwise what the hell is the point in being a student. eh?) & went down to 10 men for a lot of the game - no one knows why. Silky hockey from the Bees in the first 10-15 minutes with the bulk of that time spent in the UMIST D. Please don't get the impression that this led to a stream of goals. It didn't. Hey, at least we were in their half, right?...

A positive half-time talk from me combined a mixture of praise for the excellent work down both wings, and a gentle reminder that we were starting to relax a little on our marking. Things were looking good & we were poised to swarm en masse all over the unsuspecting academics.

The captain's speech obviously did the trick as the second half was absolutely fucking dreadful. Looking on the bright side, we scored the winning goal during this period, however, we failed to dominate as we had in the first half, and if the UMIST boys had been taking things in the slightest bit seriously we would've been in the shit. In fact, hats off to them for telling the umpire that the ball had struck the feet of one of their players after she had blown a goal for them. Cheers boys!

A special mention must go to Ernie the Trucker, who showed us all a Vets defensive set piece which certainly surprised the oppo. And the umpire. And us. Fortunately they didn't score from the ensueing short corner & when all is said & done the Bees were left in awe of Ernies gameplay. OK, frankly we were scared...

People then retired to a cool bar in town that served alchopops in test-tubes (c'mon - that is cool!) & the UMIST captain ordered pizzas! We LIKE this team! How come we only play them once a season nick? Deeside never order us pizzas...

Thanks to Helen B - just for having fantastic baps really! Oh, and for umpiring too... And to all the poor sods who martyred themselves in a second game later on Saturday. Rome does not salute you, but if you come & find me in the bar I will show you what sort of salute you'll get...

Olly