A frighteningly good win
L3 boss it on the pitch and then nail best dressed at the halloween party
The L3 turned up bright and early to Witham on Saturday morning off the back of 4 convincing wins, hoping to stretch the winning streak to 5. Babs was hoping that her winning streak of 3 DoD wins on the trot would not.
Notably absent were Bucket Throat and the Idol - presumably on some sort of romantic getaway together. Hope you had a lovely time girls.
Sandy took charge of an unorthodox warm-up, seemingly wanting us to spend a lot of time rolling around on the floor - whatever floats your boat. HRH Marvs got a bit confused by Babs' super short haircut that she mistakenly called her Dad - although she claimed it was because she just had the words 'Babs' and 'DoD' in her head. Understandable.
Wapping started the game brightly, with Shalls smashing home her debut Wapping goal after 2 minutes. Witham fought to get back in the game but the strength in Wapping's midfield of Henny, Holtie and Issy was too much.
Big Jess, Lauren, HRH Marvs & Dad, I mean Babs ran the Witham defence ragged with their tireless attacks. There were lots of goalmouth scrambles and great saves from their keeper which meant the score stayed at 1-0. Eventually though, in a champagne hockey move, the ball came up from the back, into Issy on the right wing and across the D to Shalls on the left hand side for her to fire in her second goal of the game.
As the whistle went for half-time, Wapping had just won a short corner. With some specialist PC personnel not on the pitch I had to step up to pull out. The ball came out to the top of the D where HRH Marv's strike was saved by the keeper and the ball fell to the left hand side of the goal.
It was then that time seemed to slow.....down.....
Perfectly positioned for the loose ball, with an open goal in front of me, all I had to do was push the ball towards goal. I really don't want to dwell on the fact that I scored my first goal for probably 6 or 7 seasons, nor that it means I have scored more goals this season than some of the forwards in the squad because it is, after all, a team sport. The assertion that I was overexcited before I even scored is unfounded and unfair. And even after I blasted the ball over the line, my celebrations were modest. But anyway, 3-0 at half time.
Wapping started the second half positively and added 2 more goals in quick succession, with Big Jess tapping in a loose ball after the keeper had saved the initial shot, and Holtie proving that some people do listen to their coach and flicking the ball high into the net.
With the defence having a relatively quiet game it seemed only fair to liven things up a little. Sandy played out her classic 'pass to the CF in our 23' move with Vicky thankfully saving her (ample) a$$, and Becky had a very tense moment where she saved an almost certain goal off the line and bundled the player off the pitch to be sure. Well, I've always advocated 'man or ball' in my sides. It's that kind of commitment that gets you a well-earned MoM.
It finished 5-0 to Wapping and set the tone for a day of winning for the L3; Marvs' 'winning' Russian impression of Babs, Roche winning the pint-off against recent student Henny, and then the whole squad clinching best dressed at the club Halloween party.
Coach Monger downed his 18th pint of the day and said "I was instrumental in L3 win today. Even though I was miles away bossing my game and winning MoM I was with them in spirit at Witham. I'm also delighted they have finally given me the opportunity to show them how quickly I can down a pint. I've been practising for weeks."
As the winning weekend drew to a close, the team, covered in the remnants of face paint, fake blood, Wotsit dust and someone's pint (BJ) will have begun to turn their attention to next week's top of the table clash against Southend. The dream of escaping the Essex league is well and truly alive!
Big shout out to: Ali and Lou for pitchside management, and Issy's boyf for coping with 14 excitable women accompanied by a lot of prosecco and face paint.