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Match Report - Seniors 2009
SENIORS @ Old Melbournians
Round 1 - 06/06/2009
Round 1 - 06/06/2009
OLD MELBURNIANS FEEL THE PAIN OF THE PUNISHER
Whilst it does seem a little odd launching into the round 1 match report this late in the season, this is indeed attempting to adequately summarise the touch up we gave OM in round one. This was, of course, the catch up round designed to give us a sniff of a long weekend in the middle of the season, only to whip it away cruelly in the first week.
Having never beaten OM at their home ground, this was always going to be a big test and we had to get out of the blocks early to make sure we didn't suffer a similar fate to previous years. On another note OM kindly turned their traditionally narrow pitch around the other way to provide increased width (and decreased length... go figure…).
With a few of the recognisables out of the OM lineup, it was difficult to figure out who to spend the energy on and they were soon to show why they were struggling to post a win in recent times. Within the first10 minutes an incisive ball sliced through the opposition defense and found Jewy, who took a touch, paused for effect and bollocked it past the keeper only to see it cannon into the left hand post and… slam comfortably into the net, just inside of the right post. A perfectly executed finish and 1- 0 to the good guys.
As has happened often of late, we then went back into our shells and… No, wait a minute, sorry folks, I was just on match report autopilot there; we did nothing of the sort! As if men possessed, the boys went forward in search of more and more we found. Within 5 minutes of Jewy's initial strike the pill was again moved expertly up the pitch, finding itself at the feet of Jonny 'The Punisher' Beamish, who lived up to his (brand new) nickname. With agate at feet, Jonny fakes left, jags the ball onto his favoured right and wallops it mercilessly past the hapless OM keeper. 2 - 0 to the good and looking the goods.
I would, at this point, like to take a moment to ponder how, when a team was being dominated as much as OM were at this point of time, how in the good Lord's name they were able to earn such an inordinate number of corners. It was like they were camped in the box, with the nugget being whipped in with monotonous regularity. Whilst these did, to this point, end in nothing for the bad guys, Giesh was called on at one stage when a scramble in the box led to him having to tip one over the bar.
With a potential travesty of justice being averted, saw a scintillating move from the good guys. Obviously a set play, Giesh sent one up the middle of the pitch (in typical directionally challenged fashion), Jewy fought off two defenders for the right to send a *ahem* well placed kick over his head. We then had the great pleasure of seeing the faltering opposition glove cheat stutter and stammer and decide to stay, no go, no stay, no… watch, as Jonny ghosted in and nodded it over his head and into the back of the old onion bag. 3 - 0 and we were flying until… despite a few good weeks in goal under his belt, our esteemed elder statesman in goal conspired to usher one of the plethora of corners into his own goal. Let's hope he's got that out of his system for the year…
3 - 1 and into the rooms for a chat about the last 5 minutes which was inglorious compared to the previous 40.
A good chat and resolution to maintain a clean sheet in the second half saw a much more evenly matched stanza of football. Our opponents had obviously received some stern words during the break and had decided to play some of the football they are obviously capable for the remainder of the match.
With the whistle blown, some good end to end football saw the balance of power swing from one side to the other. The obligatory 735 corners for OM seemed to be on track early in the piece and were it not for some fancy footwork from The Punisher, the men in blue may have snuck a second and turned the match on its' head.
As it happened though (and bear in mind, there was some nice midfield interplay somewhere in here, but I will blush over that to the parts I remember), A beautiful piece of football, as if straight out of the Liverpool playbook a beautiful ball was whipped out of defense to the feet of Chris 'the paddle pop lion' Jewitt on the right wing. Released at pace, he streamed down the right, despairing defense struggling to catch him. He then proceeded to whip a pinpoint ball to the onrushing head of the goal scoring machine Jonny 'The Punisher' Beamish to complete his hat trick proving that Alfie is not the only guy under 5foot6 who can score with his head.
4 - 1 up with the game in bag, we then started to let the weariness get to us. As a result, OM had some opportunities but was unable to convert despite some lax defense. As was the story of the day, another defensive corner saw the need to call on the head of The Punisher once more as he cleared a goal bound effort couple off the line, ensuring the sheet remained untarnished in the second half.
Never seen so many corners for a team that lost 4 - 1, don't underestimate them on the return leg in a few weeks lad, they may be down, but they will certainly not be out. Given the rivalry between the two teams, they will be up and about and desperately seeking revenge for their loss at home.
Final Score: 4 - 1
(J Beamish 3, N Jewitt 1)
DG
Whilst it does seem a little odd launching into the round 1 match report this late in the season, this is indeed attempting to adequately summarise the touch up we gave OM in round one. This was, of course, the catch up round designed to give us a sniff of a long weekend in the middle of the season, only to whip it away cruelly in the first week.
Having never beaten OM at their home ground, this was always going to be a big test and we had to get out of the blocks early to make sure we didn't suffer a similar fate to previous years. On another note OM kindly turned their traditionally narrow pitch around the other way to provide increased width (and decreased length... go figure…).
With a few of the recognisables out of the OM lineup, it was difficult to figure out who to spend the energy on and they were soon to show why they were struggling to post a win in recent times. Within the first10 minutes an incisive ball sliced through the opposition defense and found Jewy, who took a touch, paused for effect and bollocked it past the keeper only to see it cannon into the left hand post and… slam comfortably into the net, just inside of the right post. A perfectly executed finish and 1- 0 to the good guys.
As has happened often of late, we then went back into our shells and… No, wait a minute, sorry folks, I was just on match report autopilot there; we did nothing of the sort! As if men possessed, the boys went forward in search of more and more we found. Within 5 minutes of Jewy's initial strike the pill was again moved expertly up the pitch, finding itself at the feet of Jonny 'The Punisher' Beamish, who lived up to his (brand new) nickname. With agate at feet, Jonny fakes left, jags the ball onto his favoured right and wallops it mercilessly past the hapless OM keeper. 2 - 0 to the good and looking the goods.
I would, at this point, like to take a moment to ponder how, when a team was being dominated as much as OM were at this point of time, how in the good Lord's name they were able to earn such an inordinate number of corners. It was like they were camped in the box, with the nugget being whipped in with monotonous regularity. Whilst these did, to this point, end in nothing for the bad guys, Giesh was called on at one stage when a scramble in the box led to him having to tip one over the bar.
With a potential travesty of justice being averted, saw a scintillating move from the good guys. Obviously a set play, Giesh sent one up the middle of the pitch (in typical directionally challenged fashion), Jewy fought off two defenders for the right to send a *ahem* well placed kick over his head. We then had the great pleasure of seeing the faltering opposition glove cheat stutter and stammer and decide to stay, no go, no stay, no… watch, as Jonny ghosted in and nodded it over his head and into the back of the old onion bag. 3 - 0 and we were flying until… despite a few good weeks in goal under his belt, our esteemed elder statesman in goal conspired to usher one of the plethora of corners into his own goal. Let's hope he's got that out of his system for the year…
3 - 1 and into the rooms for a chat about the last 5 minutes which was inglorious compared to the previous 40.
A good chat and resolution to maintain a clean sheet in the second half saw a much more evenly matched stanza of football. Our opponents had obviously received some stern words during the break and had decided to play some of the football they are obviously capable for the remainder of the match.
With the whistle blown, some good end to end football saw the balance of power swing from one side to the other. The obligatory 735 corners for OM seemed to be on track early in the piece and were it not for some fancy footwork from The Punisher, the men in blue may have snuck a second and turned the match on its' head.
As it happened though (and bear in mind, there was some nice midfield interplay somewhere in here, but I will blush over that to the parts I remember), A beautiful piece of football, as if straight out of the Liverpool playbook a beautiful ball was whipped out of defense to the feet of Chris 'the paddle pop lion' Jewitt on the right wing. Released at pace, he streamed down the right, despairing defense struggling to catch him. He then proceeded to whip a pinpoint ball to the onrushing head of the goal scoring machine Jonny 'The Punisher' Beamish to complete his hat trick proving that Alfie is not the only guy under 5foot6 who can score with his head.
4 - 1 up with the game in bag, we then started to let the weariness get to us. As a result, OM had some opportunities but was unable to convert despite some lax defense. As was the story of the day, another defensive corner saw the need to call on the head of The Punisher once more as he cleared a goal bound effort couple off the line, ensuring the sheet remained untarnished in the second half.
Never seen so many corners for a team that lost 4 - 1, don't underestimate them on the return leg in a few weeks lad, they may be down, but they will certainly not be out. Given the rivalry between the two teams, they will be up and about and desperately seeking revenge for their loss at home.
Final Score: 4 - 1
(J Beamish 3, N Jewitt 1)
DG