Monsoon Football!!!! Bonkers !!!!!

Today I played the most bonkers game of football I've ever played. We travelled in lush sunlight, the forest verdant and pulsing, abuzz with life, cars in convoy carrying the hopes and dreams of the team to Gedu for the much anticipated rematch against the staff of Gedu School, the nearest school to ours, our sporting nemesis after our recent 5-3 defeat. 

Our team had been depleted on that occasion by injuries and absences. This time we were prepared and we were confident. Then the monsoon arrived, and you could tell straight away that it meant business, resplendent as it was with lightening and thunder and more rain than you can imagine. 

The football pitch was below the level of all other land. I can't imagine why! Rivers of water flowed down steps and turned the pitch into a lake. This game would never go ahead in Bristol. The Down's League administrators would post a 'match abandoned' at the last minute and we'd hang our boots up and eat a hearty breakfast and read the papers instead. 

Not here... 

Game on...

Before the Match...

The Game Commences...

Entering a River, about to be tackled... by the river...

Clapping the team on... Come on... We can do this!!!

The result... 6-6. A fair result? Absolutely not. Bad refereeing. We took the moral victory and celebrated accordingly. Hooray!

By far the most bonkers game I ever played. Much sloppy fun had by all, and the highlight... my first ever proper free kick goal. I'd like to say I bent it like Beckham into the top corner, but to be honest, the keeper should probably have saved it, but it went over the wall, dipped, curled a little and went in. Good job... I missed a sitter 5 minutes before!