Not even 3 days of the most awful weather so far this winter could put a dampener on my weekend. It began at Old Orleans for Vixxi's 21st birthday on Friday night, although my choices on the menu left a little to be desired! If you ever go there, don't waste your time with the Mushroom Bruscietta (sp?) starter, which was probably knocked up in less than 30 seconds (it certainly went nowhere near a grill or oven). And if you opt for the 'Bison Burger', make sure they don't over-cook it until it turns into a tasteless, shriveled slab. I should really learn to complain at restaurants. Everyone else's grub went down well though (when it eventually came) and the Vixx got pissed on Happy Hour cocktails. Bless her.
Saturday morning of course was spent watching England realise the dream of World Cup glory, although the triumph came in heart-stopping circumstances, as is inevitable with any British/English team in a major tournament. Good lads!
Despite the atrocious weather, the UniS Oldboys' 3rd XI game at Shalford Park went ahead in the afternoon and the pitch held up well all things considered. The week-on-week improvement continued and we registered a 1-0 victory over Guildford City Weysiders Reserves, who had been 2 positions above us as we propped up the division. It's pretty unusual for a centre-back to have 3 goal scoring chances in a game (at the right end of the pitch anyway!) but a hat-trick was only denied me by the cross-bar in each half! The first chance came from a header after a corner, but more comical was the second half miss-hit cross which spooned over the embarrassed keeper, came back off the bar and fell to Neil Wilson who managed to clear the aforementioned bar from <6 yards. Finally the breakthrough came in the final 10 minutes when I found myself in the middle of a comedy goal-mouth scramble and bundled the ball over the line from probably less than a yard. But it's the result that counts and it was well-deserved by the lads who coped admirably with the conditions, especially Mehmet between the sticks.
It's getting a bit late now (I can't wait until this commuting routine ends!) so the remainder of the weekend will have to wait until another day. Moloko at Brixton Academy was bloody good though...
Posted by jonah at November 24, 2003 09:31 PM | TrackBack