Yesterday was the last game of our Sunday League season. It was a top of the table clash, a Chelsea vs Liverpool match of sorts. We were lying in 4th position at the start of the match and the opposition needed to win to ensure they got promoted as champions.
Before the game we are aware that we would be without our striker and our centre midfielder. This meant that a player from another team would be drafted in and we would have to balance the team out by playing players in different positions than they were used to. This player happened to be me!
I was taken outside of the dressing room by the manager so he could have a private word with me. He instructed me that I would be playing up front as a striker and that he wanted me to play through the middle as much as possible and challenge for every ball in the air.
Kicking off, we have a shaky start but manage to get into a calm playing style, the team seem genuinely up for the game and myself and Craig (the other attacker) link up well in the early stages. Then comes the breakthrough, Craig manages to slide the ball past the keeper and get a cross in, I am on the end of it and manage to score my first goal of the season! Cue over the top celebrations and disbelief in our supporters!
Ten minutes later, the ball is crossed in and I flick it on, which again is played back into the box where yours truly is standing back post! WHAM! A header and its 2-0! Cue a scrappy end to the first half.
In the second half, I manged to keep the defenders on their toes, even though I was a full two inches shorter than the bloke marking me, I managed to win 90% of the headers I challenged for. We pulled fouls from them and we managed to defend solidly for the whole 90 minutes.
With 10 minutes to go, our centre defender pulls a hamstring and I have to go back into defense and play the rest of the game there, I get a good few headers in and we finish the game two goals up. What a lovely end to a good day.
Well chuffed.
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