Team (3-1-3-3): Bradders (GK), Stu, Nick, Brad, Jabba, Jarrod, Andy, Ben, Jamie, Justin, Richard; Subs: Tim
Goals: Justin (2), Ben, Richard, Jamie, Jabba
Cards: Jarrod (Green)
Man of the Match: Richard
Dick of the Day: Bradders
Match Report by Jamie
This game was a bit like being left with the fat bird at the end of the night – you’ve got to do it, at the end of the day it’s still a win, but it’s just not what you came for.
Moorebank only turned up with 9 players and despite their best efforts to recruit Bradders by making him wear a Moorebank jersey it was still a ridiculously one-sided match. It was so one-sided that it was actually difficult to score for the first ten minutes because about 16 people were all crammed in to the Moorebank D. Credit to the ‘magnificent 9’ who did turn up for them – it can’t have been much fun but they didn’t get narky, didn’t resort to hoofing it up the pitch every time they got the ball, and their keeper proved again that he should be playing in a higher team. They also had a kid with a bit of wobble who turned Jabba inside out a couple of times, which is always fun to watch. It is a little known fact that Jabba’s age – 35 – is actually just an averageage: going forward, spraying the ball around like Jan Molby, he is 25; going backwards, stick in one hand and worried about the hamstrings, he is 45.
Ben opened the scoring with a good finish from a ball that came across him from left to right. For most people it is tricky to pick them up and then get your body in a position where you can flick with power, but not for Ben. Perhaps the guns aren’t what they were in 2007, but clearly the forearms are still there. Five minutes later Justin scored with a very nice lifted deflection, and the captain got his second soon afterwards with a tap-in at the far post from Andy’s sharp pass. We got another three in the second half: Jamie happened to be the last man standing in a Chuckle brothers goal (“To me – to you – to me then”), Rich scored from a disappointingly open angle that was no challenge at all for the great man, and then Jabba scored the goal of the game by dinking it over one stick and then roofing a lovely chip over the keeper. Having got to 6-0 we then implemented our secondary game plan which was to stop Stu scoring by discreetly channelling him on to his reverse stick.
It is hard to evaluate this game. There were good points – most of the goals were really well-taken, Brad and Jabba weren’t troubled at all, and Whitey was again the most energetic man on the pitch. On the other hand we still didn’t execute short corners well, and the ball pace was pretty slow. Ultimately I don’t think we can take too much from this game other than three points and a clean sheet – the Glebe, Manly and St George games will be very different affairs.



