The first
chance of the game fell to Constantine but the keeper made a good block. Soon after there were loud (and
unsuccessful) appeals from Broadfields for a penalty but much too far away
for me to offer an opinion. My opening
video clip to set the scene comes after 11 minutes – the home side are in
all-blue.
The next
clip is after 15 minutes and by this time Willesden were looking the more
dangerous, playing patient football as far as the surface would allow.
They took
the lead soon afterwards. #9 finished
nicely from the right-hand corner of the box with the outside of his right
foot into the far left-hand corner.
Good goal, and entirely deserved on the balance of play. 1-0
They had to
wait until 38 minutes to score again though – and things might have been
different if Broadfields could have got to the interval at only one down. A free-kick was punted forward into the
box, as much in hope as expectation, but some confusion and hesitancy in the
defence gave #10 a chance to finish comfortably with the keeper out of position. 2-0
at half-time
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The half-time panorama |
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Concerned lino calls ref and coaches while Broadfields' keeper adopts submissive position |
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Eventually the keeper helps to lift the ref who makes the necessary repair ... |
With injury
time from the first half, a long interval (it’s a trek for the officials to
the changing rooms, which the teams don’t make!), and then a net repair delay
solved by someone lifting the ref – this is step 7 after all – we started the
second half with the light already fading. Here is a clip from early on, with a
wonderful example of a lower-league bobble on an attempted through ball.
My
wristwatch had given up at this point so all timings in this report are approximate
from now on! After about an hour
Willesden missed a great chance for a third.
An unselfish layoff from #10 put in #11 but his shot shaved the post. A couple of minutes later it mattered not
as #9 found room to control the ball, take a moment and then smack it into
the top corner for a joyful finish. 3-0
With my
watch showing a ridiculously incorrect two minutes between planes landing at
Heathrow (the landing queue is clearly visible from the ground) I abandoned
it and started work on calibrating the nearest corner flag as a rudimentary sundial. On the pitch, Broadfields looked spiritedly
for a consolation goal or a way back into the match – after all they had
scored 18 goals in their last four games themselves.
They beat
the keeper with a header from a set piece but a #2 called Jack was there to
head off the line. I know his name
from teammates’ shouts because he spent most of the half marauding along the
touchline where I was standing as a right winger. That is an ambiguous sentence, as it could
be taken to mean that I want to be a Tory MP (no chance), but I think the context is
clear enough.
The
Broadfields keeper kept a fierce shot out at full length and the light got
worse. There was a bright sunset over
to one corner but gloom everywhere else and the match finished in near
darkness – the most bizarre lighting conditions I have ever seen in a match
in this country. With my watch showing
457 minutes and my sundial also stopped, Willesden added two late goals.
Their #12 held
his head in his hands after missing a one-on-one, before #10 got his second
with the aid of a deflection. 4-0
A sub (I
think) smashed in the fifth and someone from Broadfields was reduced to
taunting the Willesden players with, “Even if you win this league you’ll
still be in it, you’re going nowhere.”
Seemed a bit childish to me but to be fair I didn’t hear whether there
was provocation. Final score 5-0
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