Corinthians 3 - 5 JTP Defeat.

                               


                             Remember remember the fifth of November
                                         Defeat; league trophy or not.
                                   I see no reason why Defeat this season
                                         Should ever be forgot...

After 14 straight victories and an unrelenting flow of eye catching football, reality finally caught up with a weary Corinthians side.

There were bad omens beneath the firework filled sky. Gomez had abandoned his lucky tracksuit bottoms, for the first time in a Corinthian shirt wearing clean ones, he was clearly worried by the decision and the under current of concern could be felt by all. This coupled with a concealing of the magical blue Nike shirts that strike terror into the hearts of opponents under a yellow bib set the scene for a story waiting to be told.

It was an unusually quiet performance from a subdued side comprising of, Lewis, Brown, Finnegan, Tjaardstra, Gomez and Glynn. From the off the movement was lack lustre and the on pitch presence absent. To get the technical observations out of the way….

As a team we did not defend properly, there is no point marking your man if you don’t think about where he is likely to run to, anticipation is more important that standing really close to him. If we have the ball, we need to ask for it, not hope that someone else will or that the man with it will pull off something magical.

There were many problems, but those two just about sum up the key problem areas.
That said, you don’t win 14 games in a row and suddenly become a bad team and even in disappointing conditions the opening goal went to the boys in blue shirts and yellow bibs. For 25 minutes it stayed that way, shots pelting the JTP goal though mostly directly at the goal keeper’s feet, something only England keepers under Steve Mclaren seem to struggle with, before a baffling collapse allowed a very competent JTP to score 5 very good goals that they fully deserved.

It has always been a Corinthian trait that in such conditions someone raises their game for the rest to follow and this time it was sparked by a lucky Lewis goal that zipped between the keepers legs, presumably he had been tutored under Mclaren at SOME point in his illustrious career. From here on in it was all battle, the type that had been missing and the score was dragged back to 5-3 by Brown and could have been a game saved on a different day.

Arguably more embarrassing than the score line was a free kick that went our way with about 45 seconds left on the clock; The ball was rolled toward the spot, then rolled past it, then kicked toward it, then rolled past it, within a few attempts it had started to look like the England cricket team trying to field in a one day match against Australia. A JTP player, from this juncture in known as ‘that cunt’, took it upon himself to repeatedly flick the ball away and step over it to let it under his legs as the outstretched arms of Finnegan chased it around him like Benny Hill after he’s put his back out lifting a box in the incorrect fashion. There was a sending of for ..’that cunt’ and enraged Corinthians everywhere. I don’t mind that much though because be he ‘that cunt’ or not, it was fucking funny to watch.
Any way, remember remember the 5th of November and we won’t make those mistakes again.

We have the trophy and our little plastic medals, now let’s keep it lest ‘that cunt’ take any pleasure out of yesterday and let’s win another 14 games in row. EASY!