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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.
SENIORS v Doveton
Round 5 - 02/05/2009
Round 5 - 02/05/2009
Match Report - Seniors 2009
MAY THE FARCE BE WITH YOU
"May the Farce be with you". The words that escaped the referee's mouth in the pre-game address was a portent of things to come. "This isn't a contact sport boys" was one of the first sentences that passed her lips. Bibs on lads, we have turned up to a netball game today.
After the initial code-related confusion, we donned our flashy strips, resplendent with new sponsor "The Hawthorn Club" (thanks for that folks) emblazoned across our chests. Just to make our new friends proud, the Scotchies started the game full of run and apart from a slight hiccup that led to a free kick to the green meanies in the first five minutes, the faithful were being treated to some fantastic interplay. Whilst this kind of dominance often goes unrewarded, what happened in the first third of the half put the gun to Doveton's head. The first goal came within 10 minutes with Chris 'goldenhead' Jewitt again putting his turbo charged melon into a beautifully weighted cross and leaving the Doveton keeper with no option but to watch, then collect the pill out of the old onion bag. But wait, there's more! As if he felt bad for being the only brother who hadn't scored this season, within 5 minutes of the initial goal, an incisive ball from our Sweeping Swede, Fredy, saw the nugget attach itself to Jimmy's hoof. He went left, then cut back in right, looked up and realising the opposing hand bandit was jealously guarding the right upright, calmly slotted it, right footed, into the left hand side.
2 - 0 up and 30 minutes left to try and finish the game off before the half was over! You would think that was enough, but what happened (as has in the past) is that despite putting the gun to our opposition's head, we failed to pull the trigger. Whilst the remainder of the half was largely uneventful (mainly because I can't remember it more than the fact that nothing actually happened), the Doveton approach to corners was certainly interesting…
Seeing that the game was becoming more about the players than her, the ref began to impose herself on the game. Soft fouls became the order of the day, with a tweet on her whistle and a flourish of her hands; she started to show impunity in her handing of the yellows. Fortunately the half ended before it all got out of hand, unfortunately, there was 45 minutes left for it to do exactly that.
The second half started as the first ended, whilst we looked to press home the advantage and close out the match, the ref was intent on delivering on her pre-game talk and turning football into a non-contact sport. The most gentle of tackles and softest of physical contact was being blown up to the extent that Marty was pulled up about 5 times in 5 minutes. Whilst the incredulous look on his face was indeed priceless as he was pulled up for the 5th 'foul', it was becoming patently obvious that this match was going to be remembered by all for the way that is was refereed as opposed to how it was played.
This aside, it is worth noting a few highlights from the second half as, despite the above comments, there were still a few. With his darting runs and industrious nature, Pi had spent the first half terrorising the opposition defense and making space for the goal scorers. Feeling that it was his turn, he started to get himself on to the end of some fluid attacking moves from the good guys. The first saw a great ball from Blake hit him on the run putting him through the defense and one on one with the keeper. With a shimmy and a shuffle he somehow managed to not strike the ball, or get past the keeper and whilst I am a little hazy on the details, I am pretty sure he took it upon himself to either miss the goal entirely, or get tackled (either/or, we will call this part 1 of the Pi trilogy).
After the first part of the PI trilogy, the ball did manage to find it's way down to our defensive end, helping facilitate a number of very strange occurrences:
1. Giesh made a good save off a header from about 5 yards out;
2. In a very strange turn of events, the Doveton striker was sent for asking one of his team-mates (in a mildly impolite manner) to work harder. I say this is strange because, whilst the language may have been less than savoury, not even Giesh heard him say it and he was only 10 yards away.
In between these incidents, part 2 of the Pi trilogy took place when he burst through the opposition's defensive line and forced a pretty good save from the Doveton goal looker-afterer.
3. Dave was sent for a very similar incident to number 2.
The match started to become a little spiteful at this point, as all the red cards had achieved was to get the ire of our trailing opposition up. A reckless challenge on CJ saw him lying on the ground to the right wing for a while and soon after getting up, another saw him on the ground in the defensive third. As if he hadn't had enough, a great ball saw the big man in the box with ball at feet and winding up for a strike. This leads into the grand finale of both the strange occurrences as well as the Pi trilogy. First, CJ was once again unceremoniously hip and shouldered into the turf, leading to a penalty. The strange thing was the Doveton defender's reaction, which consisted of a barrage of; let's call them 'very hard truths' leveled at our officiating protagonist. And with a tweet of her whistle and a flourish of her wrist, she dispensed about the 6th yellow and third red in rapid succession. The Pi trilogy ended in him taking the penalty and inexplicably doing his golden boot cause no good by extracting from the opposing glove cheat another quite reasonable save.
The game kind of petered out from there, as the ref seemed to have sapped the player's will to play. However, the opposition did stay for a drink afterwards and as promised, here's the shout out to the Doveton coaching staff (and President I believe); who stuck around and drank a poultice of beer! Good on ya guys.
A 2 - 0 result and another good home win. It will be important to start getting a few of these points on the road as well.
DG
"May the Farce be with you". The words that escaped the referee's mouth in the pre-game address was a portent of things to come. "This isn't a contact sport boys" was one of the first sentences that passed her lips. Bibs on lads, we have turned up to a netball game today.
After the initial code-related confusion, we donned our flashy strips, resplendent with new sponsor "The Hawthorn Club" (thanks for that folks) emblazoned across our chests. Just to make our new friends proud, the Scotchies started the game full of run and apart from a slight hiccup that led to a free kick to the green meanies in the first five minutes, the faithful were being treated to some fantastic interplay. Whilst this kind of dominance often goes unrewarded, what happened in the first third of the half put the gun to Doveton's head. The first goal came within 10 minutes with Chris 'goldenhead' Jewitt again putting his turbo charged melon into a beautifully weighted cross and leaving the Doveton keeper with no option but to watch, then collect the pill out of the old onion bag. But wait, there's more! As if he felt bad for being the only brother who hadn't scored this season, within 5 minutes of the initial goal, an incisive ball from our Sweeping Swede, Fredy, saw the nugget attach itself to Jimmy's hoof. He went left, then cut back in right, looked up and realising the opposing hand bandit was jealously guarding the right upright, calmly slotted it, right footed, into the left hand side.
2 - 0 up and 30 minutes left to try and finish the game off before the half was over! You would think that was enough, but what happened (as has in the past) is that despite putting the gun to our opposition's head, we failed to pull the trigger. Whilst the remainder of the half was largely uneventful (mainly because I can't remember it more than the fact that nothing actually happened), the Doveton approach to corners was certainly interesting…
Seeing that the game was becoming more about the players than her, the ref began to impose herself on the game. Soft fouls became the order of the day, with a tweet on her whistle and a flourish of her hands; she started to show impunity in her handing of the yellows. Fortunately the half ended before it all got out of hand, unfortunately, there was 45 minutes left for it to do exactly that.
The second half started as the first ended, whilst we looked to press home the advantage and close out the match, the ref was intent on delivering on her pre-game talk and turning football into a non-contact sport. The most gentle of tackles and softest of physical contact was being blown up to the extent that Marty was pulled up about 5 times in 5 minutes. Whilst the incredulous look on his face was indeed priceless as he was pulled up for the 5th 'foul', it was becoming patently obvious that this match was going to be remembered by all for the way that is was refereed as opposed to how it was played.
This aside, it is worth noting a few highlights from the second half as, despite the above comments, there were still a few. With his darting runs and industrious nature, Pi had spent the first half terrorising the opposition defense and making space for the goal scorers. Feeling that it was his turn, he started to get himself on to the end of some fluid attacking moves from the good guys. The first saw a great ball from Blake hit him on the run putting him through the defense and one on one with the keeper. With a shimmy and a shuffle he somehow managed to not strike the ball, or get past the keeper and whilst I am a little hazy on the details, I am pretty sure he took it upon himself to either miss the goal entirely, or get tackled (either/or, we will call this part 1 of the Pi trilogy).
After the first part of the PI trilogy, the ball did manage to find it's way down to our defensive end, helping facilitate a number of very strange occurrences:
1. Giesh made a good save off a header from about 5 yards out;
2. In a very strange turn of events, the Doveton striker was sent for asking one of his team-mates (in a mildly impolite manner) to work harder. I say this is strange because, whilst the language may have been less than savoury, not even Giesh heard him say it and he was only 10 yards away.
In between these incidents, part 2 of the Pi trilogy took place when he burst through the opposition's defensive line and forced a pretty good save from the Doveton goal looker-afterer.
3. Dave was sent for a very similar incident to number 2.
The match started to become a little spiteful at this point, as all the red cards had achieved was to get the ire of our trailing opposition up. A reckless challenge on CJ saw him lying on the ground to the right wing for a while and soon after getting up, another saw him on the ground in the defensive third. As if he hadn't had enough, a great ball saw the big man in the box with ball at feet and winding up for a strike. This leads into the grand finale of both the strange occurrences as well as the Pi trilogy. First, CJ was once again unceremoniously hip and shouldered into the turf, leading to a penalty. The strange thing was the Doveton defender's reaction, which consisted of a barrage of; let's call them 'very hard truths' leveled at our officiating protagonist. And with a tweet of her whistle and a flourish of her wrist, she dispensed about the 6th yellow and third red in rapid succession. The Pi trilogy ended in him taking the penalty and inexplicably doing his golden boot cause no good by extracting from the opposing glove cheat another quite reasonable save.
The game kind of petered out from there, as the ref seemed to have sapped the player's will to play. However, the opposition did stay for a drink afterwards and as promised, here's the shout out to the Doveton coaching staff (and President I believe); who stuck around and drank a poultice of beer! Good on ya guys.
A 2 - 0 result and another good home win. It will be important to start getting a few of these points on the road as well.
DG
