Stephen Hawking's 'A Brief History of Time' is short because his theorem are inconclusive at best and because he kept drooling on his notes.
I too am drooling over this match report as after getting spanked 13 zip and am now in a vegatative state at the debacle.
In the fives defence we had no keeper and four members of our starting X1 absent. Mill Hill had also battered a team three leagues above us 10-1 the week before in a cup game.
Having said that, to capitulate the way be did after their first goal went in was abysmal. For the first fifteen minutes we were all over Mill Hill but once their goal went in, heads dropped and we only played well in sporadic bursts thereafter.
Nothing more to say really other than the fact that unless we are allowed to get a settled team week in week out who are prepared to fight to the death we are destined to be down by the time the fat bloke in the red suit delivers presents.
Points of note:
One of our players was late due to his incarceration the night before for trying to create a mosh pit at a Katy Perry concert.
John O'Brien seems to think that the changing room is The Roman Senate 87BC - despite numerous protestations to the contrary, he insists on holding court stark b@llock naked with a towel over his shoulder (but covering none of the offending areas)
Tricky's suggestion of a team bonding trip to the birth of a fellow players child was declined.
MOM - Johnston, the only wise head in front of comedic goalkeeping.
Tom Barrett/Chris Harrington/Tom Mullarkey watch - no shows yet again this week - they are currently in the Philippines adopting a 17 year old Filipino boy named Cockoo. They promise that Cockoo will have a far better life than his family can provide in their bamboo hut outside of Manilla. Cockoo will be far more content being home schooled in a studio flat in Enfield with three grown men.
No show again this week, will be back next week to replace the current captain.