Maybe we need the lows to make the highs seem so good. Maybe it was wearing an unfamiliar kit that bought us out in a matching blue mood, or maybe, just maybe, we weren’t quite good enough, disciplined enough, fit enough.
Whatever the reasons, after a stunning start to the season, today was a frustrating return to losing ways. The first twenty minutes saw us survive a few scares, but also produce a few openings of our own. It was hard to see who would break the deadlock, although perhaps the writing was on the wall when Peabody was required to head an Oakhill corner off the line to keep the scores level. Moments later a misplaced pass 10 yards outside our box was seized, and struck sweetly, oh, so sweetly, by an Oakhill midfielder into the top corner. It was a retirement goal – if I ever get close to scoring a goal like that I shall hang up my boots and retire immediately: it ain’t ever going to get better than that.
Still in the game, the second half saw us push forward to seek a score and the chances came, the woodwork rattled, but our defence was left dangerously exposed and the hosts bagged another two goals, both following crosses from (their) right, to leave the final score an unflattering, and undeserved, three nil defeat.
Time moves on, frustrations fade, our squad continues to grow. A great turn out of 13 today, despite a number of injuries. A month to prepare for the toughest test of the season – an away trip to Street on December 3rd.
Final Score:
Oakhill 3 Millfield Legends 0