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2008 details
Another successful year at Old Scotch. All the bits including awards, results and table from 2008 Click here.
Welcome to the website for Old Scotch Soccer club. You'll find stacks of information about the club, past and present.
There is a lot of information on the site but we are always looking for more input. Please contact us if you have any comments or anything to add.
All the latest match results and action
Access to all the ladders, matches and reports. Click here.
2008 details
Another successful year at Old Scotch. All the bits including awards, results and table from 2008 Click here.
Match Report - Seniors 2009
SENIORS v Endeavour Utd
Round 4 - 25/04/2009
Round 4 - 25/04/2009
SCOTCHIES WAR CRY IN FINE FETTLE
As the sun broke and the wind howled through on another Melbourne Saturday, preparation began for our inaugural game at the beloved HA Smith for season '09. The previous 2 games saw an inauspicious start for the Mighty Reds and the opportunity to pin down our first win beckoned.
It was an unusual line-up dear reader, with Ads and Stevie man marking and Marty sweeping the midfield giving Doc and the Happiest Man in Australia an opportunity to cool their heels for the first stanza of the battle.
Our captain, in a genius tactical move, won the toss (oh, and set us up with the gale behind us to see if we could realise the early advantage). Keeping the ball at feet, the yet-to-register-a-point opposition belied their lowly standings through a series of well-placed attacks only for them to be break down in the final third. That being said, with 5 minutes of pressure absorbed, Jewy gathered the ball outside the attacking 18 and slightly off balance, eyed the goal, swung his size 12.5 left clog at it and sent a thundering shot past the despairing pie-loving glove cheat in the opposing goal and into the top right hand corner. 1-0 to the good guys.
Despite their efforts seeing the ball in their attacking half for large periods of the initial period, Endeavour struggled to turn effort into reward, whilst the Scotch attacks were starting to look more incisive. Soon enough, a foray down the left saw Jonny nod the globe into Dave's path, allowing for a beautifully executed cross which found the golden scone of Chris Jewitt who nodded it magnificently to the right of the flailing keeper, ballooning the net once again. 2-0 and we were a little bit excited.
With the next tactical change coming as a result of Jewy once again limping off the pitch after pulling one of his porcelain hamstrings, the Fieldmouse found himself up front, sniffing around for an opportunity to score. The newly adjusted lineup saw attempts from Jonny and Jimmy flash past the opposing uprights, but no third goal. Seeing that we were struggling to pocket a third, Giesh decided to take matters into his own hands wellied a kick, dissecting the defense and sending our Captain through for a one on one. Understanding that an assist to our aging goalkeeper would only result in him reminding one and all about it with monotonous regularity, the mouse conspired to allow the rotund goal tender to block the shot.
Fortunately, our brave and highly excitable man in green was not to be denied and with ball in hands and wind at back sent another missile forward within 5 minutes, again sending the opposing defense into a panic. Acknowledging that missing this as well would see him investigated for match fixing, Davey sighed internally and duly slotted the 3rd Scotch goal. In truly gracious style, Giesh then proceeded to explain to everyone (at the top of his voice) that it was an assist.
As if You Tube was in need of more videos showing the comedy that is park football, a shot from the Endeavour striker from the kick off was followed by cries of 'Giesh!!!' from the understandably nervous Scotchies as Giesh meandered his way back to the box following his celebrations. The big man turned around just in time (and just inside the box) gloving the ambitious effort. Crisis over.
"And at half time the gaffer spake unto his flock that a 3-0 lead would not do, greater effort and stronger attacks were required, as was a stalwart defense. A clean sheet and a winning half is the answer. And then he breathed…"
The half started well for the Mighty Scotch as a controlled approach to the game saw the pill moving consistently into the attacking half. The opposition did see an opportunity come their way when a dubious foul was given just outside the 18, but in a display of supreme sportsmanship, the emotional Endeavour striker chose to blaze it over the bar.
A further foul outside the 18, about 20 minutes in (and on the second attack this half), saw the very same striker cannon the free kick against the crossbar. What resulted was a scrambled approach to defense that was not commensurate with the quality of the football we had been playing to date. A free attacker on the right sent a ball bouncing over the penalty spot towards an onrushing teammate. Despite being chased by Fredy and with the Giesh coming out to challenge, he managed to get his little noggin onto the cross and it lobbed over Giesh into the open goal. 3-1 and the opposition had a sniff...
Despite this slight hiccup and a few minutes of ensuing concern, within 10, we found ourselves camped just outside their 18 following one of our finest being unceremoniously upended. Davey duly stepped up to d his Captain's duty and conspired to sink his much-vaunted left peg into the nugget. From there, the moment was like… like that Schweppes ad where all the water balloons pop in slow motion (I think I even heard that uplifting soundtrack in my head). It was elegant: poetic. The ball sailed over the wall and as if willed by the ranga himself, striking the inside of the near post then finding the comfort of a net bed. Crowds went wild, women wept and children were born that moment dear readers, and whilst none of that has anything to do with the goal Dave scored, I thought it might be worth mentioning.
Knowing they were never going to pull back 3 goals, opposition's heads dropped which opened the door to us yet again. Finding himself running on to a through ball, Jonny had a crisp shot well saved by the corpulent keeper, but he saved his best till last. With ball at his feet 25 yards out, Jonny paused, holding… holding… holding… then delivering a beautifully weighted ball into captain Fieldmouse's path who duly delivered, slotting it under the now disinterested keeper.
A rousing version of the war cry was heard (despite the absence of Dougie - sorry mate) with Wardy obviously suffering from some kind of throat injury as his goal count was tinged with more drama and less volume than we have become accustomed to.
A good result boys and a nice way to start the home season, but the next match is equally important, Doveton yet to be beaten and another strong challenge for the faithful.
5 - 1 to Scotch.
DG
As the sun broke and the wind howled through on another Melbourne Saturday, preparation began for our inaugural game at the beloved HA Smith for season '09. The previous 2 games saw an inauspicious start for the Mighty Reds and the opportunity to pin down our first win beckoned.
It was an unusual line-up dear reader, with Ads and Stevie man marking and Marty sweeping the midfield giving Doc and the Happiest Man in Australia an opportunity to cool their heels for the first stanza of the battle.
Our captain, in a genius tactical move, won the toss (oh, and set us up with the gale behind us to see if we could realise the early advantage). Keeping the ball at feet, the yet-to-register-a-point opposition belied their lowly standings through a series of well-placed attacks only for them to be break down in the final third. That being said, with 5 minutes of pressure absorbed, Jewy gathered the ball outside the attacking 18 and slightly off balance, eyed the goal, swung his size 12.5 left clog at it and sent a thundering shot past the despairing pie-loving glove cheat in the opposing goal and into the top right hand corner. 1-0 to the good guys.
Despite their efforts seeing the ball in their attacking half for large periods of the initial period, Endeavour struggled to turn effort into reward, whilst the Scotch attacks were starting to look more incisive. Soon enough, a foray down the left saw Jonny nod the globe into Dave's path, allowing for a beautifully executed cross which found the golden scone of Chris Jewitt who nodded it magnificently to the right of the flailing keeper, ballooning the net once again. 2-0 and we were a little bit excited.
With the next tactical change coming as a result of Jewy once again limping off the pitch after pulling one of his porcelain hamstrings, the Fieldmouse found himself up front, sniffing around for an opportunity to score. The newly adjusted lineup saw attempts from Jonny and Jimmy flash past the opposing uprights, but no third goal. Seeing that we were struggling to pocket a third, Giesh decided to take matters into his own hands wellied a kick, dissecting the defense and sending our Captain through for a one on one. Understanding that an assist to our aging goalkeeper would only result in him reminding one and all about it with monotonous regularity, the mouse conspired to allow the rotund goal tender to block the shot.
Fortunately, our brave and highly excitable man in green was not to be denied and with ball in hands and wind at back sent another missile forward within 5 minutes, again sending the opposing defense into a panic. Acknowledging that missing this as well would see him investigated for match fixing, Davey sighed internally and duly slotted the 3rd Scotch goal. In truly gracious style, Giesh then proceeded to explain to everyone (at the top of his voice) that it was an assist.
As if You Tube was in need of more videos showing the comedy that is park football, a shot from the Endeavour striker from the kick off was followed by cries of 'Giesh!!!' from the understandably nervous Scotchies as Giesh meandered his way back to the box following his celebrations. The big man turned around just in time (and just inside the box) gloving the ambitious effort. Crisis over.
"And at half time the gaffer spake unto his flock that a 3-0 lead would not do, greater effort and stronger attacks were required, as was a stalwart defense. A clean sheet and a winning half is the answer. And then he breathed…"
The half started well for the Mighty Scotch as a controlled approach to the game saw the pill moving consistently into the attacking half. The opposition did see an opportunity come their way when a dubious foul was given just outside the 18, but in a display of supreme sportsmanship, the emotional Endeavour striker chose to blaze it over the bar.
A further foul outside the 18, about 20 minutes in (and on the second attack this half), saw the very same striker cannon the free kick against the crossbar. What resulted was a scrambled approach to defense that was not commensurate with the quality of the football we had been playing to date. A free attacker on the right sent a ball bouncing over the penalty spot towards an onrushing teammate. Despite being chased by Fredy and with the Giesh coming out to challenge, he managed to get his little noggin onto the cross and it lobbed over Giesh into the open goal. 3-1 and the opposition had a sniff...
Despite this slight hiccup and a few minutes of ensuing concern, within 10, we found ourselves camped just outside their 18 following one of our finest being unceremoniously upended. Davey duly stepped up to d his Captain's duty and conspired to sink his much-vaunted left peg into the nugget. From there, the moment was like… like that Schweppes ad where all the water balloons pop in slow motion (I think I even heard that uplifting soundtrack in my head). It was elegant: poetic. The ball sailed over the wall and as if willed by the ranga himself, striking the inside of the near post then finding the comfort of a net bed. Crowds went wild, women wept and children were born that moment dear readers, and whilst none of that has anything to do with the goal Dave scored, I thought it might be worth mentioning.
Knowing they were never going to pull back 3 goals, opposition's heads dropped which opened the door to us yet again. Finding himself running on to a through ball, Jonny had a crisp shot well saved by the corpulent keeper, but he saved his best till last. With ball at his feet 25 yards out, Jonny paused, holding… holding… holding… then delivering a beautifully weighted ball into captain Fieldmouse's path who duly delivered, slotting it under the now disinterested keeper.
A rousing version of the war cry was heard (despite the absence of Dougie - sorry mate) with Wardy obviously suffering from some kind of throat injury as his goal count was tinged with more drama and less volume than we have become accustomed to.
A good result boys and a nice way to start the home season, but the next match is equally important, Doveton yet to be beaten and another strong challenge for the faithful.
5 - 1 to Scotch.
DG
